Daily Archives: January 1, 2011

I Fall in Love With You Everyday

Oh to write again. I’m trying to be positive today, figuring that it might have an effect on the following 364 days. Sometimes there can be a sign that how the first day of the goes could have a shading of sorts on the rest of the year.

I remember from New Year’s Eve 1998 into 1999, walking home to Weehawken from Rand & Lisa’s, up Hackensack Plank Road. More than likely I was quite buzzed and it was cold enough that no one was on the streets walking, so there was no real danger to speak of.

As I approached the stairs by Shippen Street I slipped on the previously unseen ice, falling on my stomach. It was slippery enough that I had to hang onto a parked car to gain some sense of stability. Needless to say, 1999 wasn’t a very good year at all.

So far none of that has happened within the last 24 hours. In fact I’ve been pleasant in my interaction with other people, specifically with the staff at the supermarket. They’re usually in a bad mood but despite that I wished the ones I see the most a happy new year.

Perhaps it’s not much, but could show some good will later in the year, with the seed planted this afternoon. What’s that? Optimism? Bill is headed to the Nuyorican Poets Café tonight for some sort of event. I’m staying home.

I have the DVD of Scott Pilgrim vs. the World that I could watch, and also have Witness for the Prosecution in my queue for Hulu. Too much trouble dealing with mass transit on a Saturday evening, and why risk altering the positive outlook that I am trying to maintain for the past 24 hours.

It’s in everyone’s best interest. A mellow evening at home sounds like the right thing for me. And it’s been a lazy day as it probably was for a lot of people. Bill and I watched the Larry Sanders Show marathon on IFC.
Then he napped for about 90 minutes and I napped for about 5 minutes. I guess that was all I needed, the 5 minutes.

Now Bill has headed into the city, I sit listening to Wet Job by Fingerprintz. They were a Scottish band who backed up Lene Lovich on occasion and had a few notable songs of their own. I saw them once at Hitsville in Passaic Park, with my brother Frank.

Frank interviewed them for his radio show on WFMU. The band, or mainly Jimmie O’Neill had a nearly indecipherable burr that my brother had to likely play it over and over again before its broadcast. It’s a great song, one of my all-time faves.

It was played quite a bit on WPIX-FM in the late 1970’s early 80’s, when the New Wave was a viable alternative. Only a few people caught the wave I suppose, others not reaching it until years, sometimes decades later. Better late than never I guess.

I am going to watch Scott Pilgrim vs. the World after I put this entry to bed.

I hope all of you have a happy and healthy new year.


Oh, tomorrow (today) is Sunday, so not writing. Sorry!