Work Stories: Part Two: Synchronicity Mystery with Robin Williams

The inside scoop…

Seoul Sister

Robin Williams lived in Tiburon, CA and shot various films in nearby San Francisco; the most famous one was probably, “Mrs. Doubtfire”. He started his career as a comedian here. I remember first seeing him on the show, “Happy Days” which inspired the spin off show, “Mork and Mindy” when I was a child growing up in Maryland. I never imagined that I would someday move to the Bay Area and adopt it as my home. I followed Robin Williams’ career for most of my life and was impressed with his talent, humility and sensitivity. I only briefly met him once, but the meeting was synchronous and memorable.

Catering work was physically exhausting, but interesting. Wedding receptions were particularly stressful and hilarious in an annoying way. I had to carry monstrous trays of hors d’oeuvres, chilled vodka spiked oysters and spicy mango prawns were the most popular and would quickly…

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About Nan Mykel

I used to think I would be a child prodigy, but then I got old. Formerly I had fantasies of rubbing elbows with cultural and academic leaders but that did not come to pass because I did not become a cultural or academic leader or any other kind of leader, for that matter. I am not even an "Alpha Dog," a term learned from a friend who had to become "Alpha Dog" in order to influence her own pet. (When gazes lock, she never looks away.) For years I expected to become a published author, but in passing I could not avoid the fact that I had little to contribute to the world's bulging dumpsters. I'm embarrassed to report that I also considered my primary process artistic productions powerful, rather than mildly neurotic. Which is not to say that I disrespect myself, only that I am beginning to doubt my potential for making a mark on the world. If I focus on strict self discipline I may be able to keep my garbage removed on a weekly basis, to keep the kitty box changed, the clothes cleaned, the dog watered, fed and walked, but that just catches me up to the starting mark again. When writing I physically grapple with words, wrestling them from their indifference into attempted chunks of awareness. I sit heavily on my chair; I breathe in artificially cooled air; my ear drums note the tap tap of the keyboard and the steady uninterrupted sound of the air conditioner, What is that sound? The roar of the ocean from 30 yards away...Inside, my thoughts are are balls in an electronic game machine, bouncing hither and yon from lever to lever. I am a little grim and intent until I recall a dream related by a black man in the prison where I once worked. He said that when he was a small boy, back home, he dreamed he was standing on his front porch pissing, and that he suddenly found himself pissing stars...
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2 Responses to Work Stories: Part Two: Synchronicity Mystery with Robin Williams

  1. Judy Kim says:

    Thank you for reposting!😊❤️

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