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To: jpmac who wrote (6920)	2/4/1998 12:50:00 PM
From: Gauguin	Respond to of 71178

jp, >>>could I then join you and the Norton at coffee shop? If you think the extra company would make him nervous, or clam up, I wouldn't mind hiding behind the booth-bench-thing and ease-dropping.<<< This is so real and accurate, it sits me at "the booth". It's in the far back corner against the brick wall. I try to get the wall side so I can see who comes in the dining room and see if they sit anywhere near us, without turnin round bein rude, so that I can try to keep some control over talkslosh. Nort is less...self conscious, of course. He just goes and goes and I get distracted and entrained and keep going too, if he gets the wall. When I get the wall, I can sort of steer and keep an eye on things. So then you could easily ease drop. It would be a pleasure. On the extra company "next level", lemme think. When he gets around other people, he does change a little at first, but then he pops out again. But I can remember the results of this are often very weird. Hoooboy, are they. I'm not saying you couldn't handle it, oh no sir; but III usually can't. I just remembered a time on the front porch when he was talking to one of my neighbors, ooooh. God. It was awful. It's just the watching of the other people's reactions. I need a keel or a yank chain, just something to get out of there with, to stop the reaction, save the world. My world. They're the kind of blank or slightly "pained" reactions that feel like scorpions in your hair. That force you to throw-up an immediate interjection, that is not even English, and diverts attention to you as you wheel for the street. Sooo, it can be a little stressful. It definitely takes nerves to hang out with him, anywhere near "the public". But it's a two way street, or three way; since it's worth it for many reasons, and my "behavior" is, literally, no "better". He accepts me mentally. And socially. I put many anxious and nervous stresses on him; he tolerates and adapts. And we get to matrix, from whence little gems and satisfactions. C'mon down! (It's Maxwell House.) :o)