I quickly jumped in the shower. I dried myself, put my pajamas on, and was off to bed. .

             My alarm went off at 11:00 a.m., I walked into the kitchen and got myself some cereal. After eating my scrumptious bowl of cereal, I was off to contact my command leader. " My mission is going as planned. I am meeting Ginsberg at the Six Gallery at around 11:00 p.m. on Saturday." I told my commander. My commander told me to continue as planned. I strolled down to the local music store; the awesome sound of Bill Haley"s Rock Around the Clock was blaring out of a jukebox. I walked inside and to my delight saw a cute couple; the man wearing some rolled up pants and a collared shirt, and the woman wearing a cute polka-dotted skirt with a cute white sweater. They were both doing the hand jive, one of my personal favorites. I walked over to the new release section, and picked up Chuck Berry"s new 45 rpm. On it was the song Maybellene, it is a great song ("Fifties Web").

             I walked next door to the bookstore, and looked for anything on Allen Ginsberg, finding very little. I looked for someone who looked like they might know anything about Allen, when my eyes came upon the young lady I saw at the cafe. I walked up to her, and introduced myself to her. Her name was Cathy. I chatted with her for awhile, asking her question about Allen. Trying to find out as much as possible. I soon found out that Cathy was a good friend of Ginsberg"s, so she could probably answer most of my questions. " An easy one, where was Mr. Ginsberg born?" I inquisitively asked.

             "He was born in Newark, New Jersey," she replied with ease.

             " How long have you known Mr. Ginsberg?" I asked.

             " Actually, I have only know Allen for about 3 or 4 years. I can"t really remember. I have a short term memory from all the drugs!" she sarcastically replied. .

             " So, you and Allen have done drugs together, would you like to elaborate on that?" I questioned.