Tuesday again. Bill was at his folks so I slept alone, and ok. No difficulty sleeping. No difficulty waking up. Big empty bed though. I watched what I had hoped would be a good TV show last night, Thank God Your Here, with David Allen Grier (sometimes funny) and Dave Foley (always funny). It just wasn’t that good. It seemed painful to watch Dave Foley sitting there as various comedians showed their improvisation chops. Didn’t really hold my attention. The New Adventures of Old Christine which also had a cast out of improv was a lot funnier.

Had my shower, my coffee, my cereal this morning. Checked the email and got dressed all suit and tie, looking spiffy I must say. Rode the bus in and read the New Yorker which I am a week behind due to the fact they screwed me out of a week and the day I reported it, the missing issue arrived. The bus filled up but not to capacity. Some people don’t look hard enough and wind up standing even though there were a few empty seats in the area towards the back of the bus where I sit. Their loss definitely not mine. I had a seat.

Got off the bus, listening to a new Bjork track that was leaked from her new record called Earth Intruders. Very percussive and of course Bjork’s vocals soaring above throughout the song. Should be a killer show, I know I’m psyched as is Juan. It shouldn’t be the trouble that we had going to Philly to see the Scissor Sisters. Don’t get me wrong, the Scissors were great and Juan made for good company but the hassle of trying to find the Electric Factory was taxing and we missed the first half hour. This time we know where the venue, Radio City Music Hall is.

Yesterday I got my suit that I ordered through Macy’s online. A nice two button navy pinstriped suit from Sean John. Actually only got the pants that definitely need some alterations. The suit jacket is presently being shipped by UPS which I missed yesterday and no ticket today. That will need alterations as well. A nice pair of tasseled loafers and a gold tie are en route also. I just want them by the end of June for my niece’s wedding. Plenty of time I say, while tempting fate. William, my ex room mate would always say ‘don’t tempt providence’ but that’s not right is it?

I did call UPS this morning and hoped that the package would be at the pick up spot in Hoboken so I came home, got changed into my play clothes and walked over to the pick up spot where the UPS guy told me it should be there tomorrow. I didn’t care, I was in a good mood anyhow. I’ll have to get it tomorrow and if it’s the jacket then it’s off to the tailors this weekend. Such foresight! I am impressed. Nothing else to do tonight but to watch TV and dat’s da name of dat tune.