The following was found in a dog-eared notebook with a top-of- page date of Nov 16, 2013. I have no explanation for how it got there and regard it as further evidence of the existence of aliens.
Although there is no credible evidence that anyone by the name of Al Levenson ever existed in the Bay Area, the myth persists, largely fueled by sasquatch-like sightings and an erratic flow of anonymous writing.
One report as recent as the summer of 2013 put this creature in the Northeast corner of the country, an unexplored, thinly populated area known locally as ME. The inhabitants are known pranksters and are first cousins to the Crop Circle Cults in England and Midwestern US. One story had Levenson claiming to have discovered the elusive Chocolate Mouse. After ME came MA and PA–sounds backwards, doesn’t? Then FL and AL followed by MS, which should surprise no one. And continuing to LA, FA, SOL, LA, TI, DO, TX, NM, and AZ.
The writing that appears spontaneously on a web site at: WWW.ALLevenson1.Wordpress.com is thought to be produced by 50 monkeys imprisoned in a basement who peck away at random keys on assorted laptops. The monkeys are fed a diet of Woody Allen movies and oats that have passed through the digestive system of horses and bulls, Where do hoaxes like this come from and how do they thrive?
Posted from Jacksonville, FL
A Year on the Road -- Again 
Spreading the myth while going commercial. Of course we follow the money.
I’ve never written a song in my life. It’s all a big hoax.
Elvis Presley
I think I ran into a warm-blooded Al Levenson in California. He rode…yachts…bikes…and wrote stream-of-consciousness stories on his computer…
Hey, we’re ready for more of those TALL TALES and want to ride along with you somewhere. More Pictures Al. Miss you.
I’m rereading this blog and the one that is titled – Jacksonville, Fla, Last Stop. I wonder if Al had a premonition of his transition.
October 1, 2014
Al Levenson passed on July 29th. He was many things to many people. To me, he was a good friend, lover, fellow writer, reader of my work, and a fascinating, terrific man. He beat the cancer that finally took him once, but the last time was final. In my many talks with Al, he never professed a belief in the afterlife, but if there is one, I like to think he is guiding me in my writing in his many precise ways. He was a stickler for saying exactly what one means.
I miss him. He was a rock in many ways. Sailor, yacht broker, son, husband, writer, traveler, he will be remembered by many.
Rembering Al today a year from when he passed on. He was a very good friend and great human being. I miss him and I know he is missed by many.