Wild Billy’s Circus Story

It’s a beautiful Friday, that’s for sure. 80 degrees they say. I’m not complaining. Did not want to wake up at 6:00 this morning though. But I had to. Bill left his walkie talkies as well as his glow in the dark tape that he needs while stage managing at the Theater for the New City. So I gathered myself together, decided to go casual today. Black Lee jeans I bought a few weeks ago at Burlington for $20.00, white cotton poplin shirt from Old Navy and new Airwalks. I figured what the hell, most of the office would be out today.

I stopped by Bill’s office and dropped off the walkie talkies and the tape and we chatted for a bit before he had to head upstairs and I needed to get to my office. It was empty when I got to the office once again. I sometimes expect a Lawn Hor d’oeuvre situation, walking into an office after turning on the lights and discover a dead body on the floor. When I used to watch Six Feet Under I would eat cereal thinking it was going to be my last as I die face first in a bowl of Raisin Bran. Didn’t make for a happy breakfast but the fiber helped quite a bit.

Needless to say there were no corpses strewn about the office. Made some coffee. About five out of five people came in, not including Moe who was leaning up his old office. Larry and I made a few jokes about Moe’s downbeat attitude and what a drag Moe can be. Lydia came in with a new hairdo. She looked great. Almost like Heidi Klum. Lydia is a tennis pro from Estonia who plays at Greg Stevens country club in the Hamptons, so she’s got a nice body, athletic not overtly muscular.

Whatever I had to do today in the office was done basically on Wednesday. I’m an office manager with not much of an office to manage. The day was slow enough that I was able to take a midmorning stroll around midtown, watching the flock flocking to wherever the Pope might be. I was more interested in watching the Pope-aholics. To my surprise there weren’t as many as I expected. Not that I cared too much it was a nice enough day, like I said.

After lunch I tried to figure out when it would be a good time to leave. I decided that 3:00 would be good enough. In reality I left about 35 minutes after that. Everyone was out enjoying the day so I once again surreptitiously took some snaps of various people that caught my eye. Soon enough I was back in Hoboken, sitting in shorts and feeling cool, while slightly less than bangin’.

Oh last night’s TV report. Earl was good but I was distracted somewhat. 30 Rock very good as usual. The Office, merely good. Scrubs as well, merely good. I do have to watch Earl and 30 Rock again, but from what I saw, 30 Rock won the crown again.

Hot cop. Literally.

Camouflage! It works!

Loungin’

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♫ Shopping! ♪

Hmmmm

Always heavier in the shade

NOT John Starks

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Coyote Attitude

Higher

Innovative condom use

Junk in the trunk

Punk Tulips

Grace

In her mind, the bottle is full….

First he hugs himself, then he hugs the tree

Soon he was engulfed by encroaching RED COAT OF DEATH!!!

“No, honestly, I’m HUGE!!”
“I’m not so sure….”

No one paid attention to Thom’s shirt.

‘Dude I can smell her feet from HERE!’

RIP Danny Federici

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