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So Fresh, So Clean

It’s Thursday. I’m home. No internet connection. Been on the phone for the past hour, dealing with automated voice prompts. Just say ‘Continue’. Continue. ‘I’m sorry. Did you say, ‘Continue?’ Yes. ‘Please don’t talk to anyone else since I hear everything. Now, please unplug this. Now unplug that. Now restart your computer. When you are ready to restart your computer, say Continue’. Continue. ‘I’m sorry, did you say go back?’ No. ‘Ok then. We’ll go back.’ and it’s been like that for an hour.

Spoke with Bill who set up a three way call, a menage a trois phone call with a Cablevision tech guy, also named John. Unplug this, unplug that. I see you have a connection. Maybe it’s this. Maybe it’s that. Nothing happened. The call ended and I still have no connection. Bill slept here last night, but he didn’t do anything since it was working when he left this morning. So he’s coming back to try to restore the connection since it’s all through his Mac and I really don’t know what the fuck I am doing. He’s coming back here then he’s going back to Stuyvesant Town. I told him that it’s no big deal, no need to go out of his way and he seemed a bit annoyed at that. It’s no big deal.

Not having internet access for a day or two, I think I’ll live. But it was the ‘don’t go out of your way’ that may have upset Bill. He said that I’ve been going out of my way to help him the past couple of weeks and it’s the very least he could do. I didn’t see it as going out of my way, just doing what had to be done, especially a pressing matter like having to bury one’s father. Doesn’t really compare, I think. But Bill wants to get this done and out of the way. Perhaps it could be something he has control over and the fact that he would be able to help me, will help him get back on track, and if that’s the case I’m glad to be of some assistance, and I hope he is as well.

Last night Bill was here and we watched The Daily Show and The Colbert Report. I found that The History Boys was on HBO On Demand and switched over to that. I enjoyed it once again, picking up on little things I missed the first time around and still aflame for Frances de la Tour. Bill seemed to be enjoying it as well. Seemed to be, but on closer inspection he was sitting there asleep. I mentioned that perhaps he should go to bed, and he agreed but had tremendous difficulty getting up off the couch. That was worrying.

I ran through a lot of things in my mind with worry, but it turned out that he was just that exhausted and slowly shuffled off to bed. I of course, stayed up to watch the rest of the movie. Didn’t stay up long after that and soon I found myself sleeping relatively comfortable next to Bill who was out cold. So now I’m just hanging out, writing this, and maybe I’ll post it tonight, maybe I won’t. Last I spoke with Bill he was about to get on the bus, so I guess he’ll be home soon. See you later?

Bill came here. Basically the ethernet cable was shot. He found a cable that worked and soon enough he was out the door headed back home. Not very communicative, but I guess that’s alright. He’s my hero tonight and if you don’t like the blog, blame him.

Here’s some pics of the bangin’ mister, what I wore yesterday and today.
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Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Well it’s Wednesday and I am so over Wednesday. A lot of hype and what have you got to show for it? Just a hump in the middle of a 5 day work week. True it’s a steep enough hump to get to Friday going downhill. I’m cool with it. Last night, watched TV, Scrubs, Daily Show, Colbert Report and it was all good. Come 9:00 I had no idea what to watch. I do love TV, it has been my erstwhile companion for most of my life. A perfect companion that gives and gives. The babysitter I couldn’t shake, nor did I want to.

I scanned to see what was on and decided to give The History Boys a chance. I did rent it last summer, but I couldn’t get into it. Maybe it was the season, maybe it was me. In any event, I was enraptured by the movie. Totally captivated. It really is a great movie. Great script by Alan Bennett. Great directing by Nicholas Hytner and great acting all around. I loved it. The soundtrack had instrumentals by New Order, The Clash, The Smiths, The Cure, Echo and the Bunnymen and Pigbag, with the final song, Bewitched Bothered and Bewildered sung by (who Julio and Stine call the whiner), Rufus Wainwright.

I can’t recommend this film enough and I regret not seeing it on Broadway. Man was I stupid or what two years ago? Ok maybe stupid is too harsh. Then again I was working with a bunch of snobby Brits and the idea of seeing more Brits on stage was something I would go out of my way to avoid, which I did. And I am developing a crush on Frances de la Tour. Just something about her. I was fascinated by her in Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire, and she’s great in the History Boys, where she actually has lines. Richard Griffiths is touching and the boys are all handsome and endearing. It really made my night which carried over to good feelings for today.

My sister Annemarie had a successful Laughter Yoga group which was a good thing to hear. Spoke with my brother Brian. His son is back in school which is a hopeful thing. Brian and his daughter Cassie are going to our cousin Neil’s wedding party on Friday night. Bill and I canceled due to expenses and the fact that Bill’s not really up for that sort of thing right now. I asked in January if they were going to the wedding party and I had no response which lead me to believe that they weren’t invited. Obviously it turned out that they had been invited. It would be nice to go but then again, after arranging to take the day off, I rearranged it so I would be in anyway. Got to put in a full week of work sometime.

I have a wedding card which I’ll send off, once again apologizing for not being able to go and see that wing of the family all together again. One was missing when Bill and I went to Neil’s house for Thanksgiving in 2005. There is still most of the year ahead, so who knows? Perhaps if Annemarie and the Arcata contingent we can make a day trip down there and say hello. Beats saying hello with a corpse in the room, wouldn’t you think? A reunion of sorts. Works for me. Go rent The History Boys. I don’t think you’ll regret it. And if you do, I’d love to hear what you think of it. Scripps is fine, you’ll see.

Here’s something from YouTube regarding The History Boys.

Actually on 11.9.08 I’ve noticed that the videos are no longer available via YouTube. Bah!