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I’ve Just Seen a Face

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Well it’s Friday. I’m off. A weird day overall. Last night and tonight the forecast was 100% hummus. And no pita for a good time. Just a strange, off day.

Last night was quiet, Bill attending a wake in the Bronx and me doing nothing much beyond writing. Watched more of the recorded Daily Show Colbert Report. Not much Scrubs these days. After watching most, if not all of the episodes over and over, I’ve opted for other things to watch.

Sometimes even playing music instead of the TV being on. When Bill is here I try to introduce new things for him to hear during commercial breaks. Then I ask him what he thinks of it and he generally likes it. Then again I am specific on what I play.

Certainly not the Fall, but rather along the lines of Ian Dury and the Blockheads. No Butthole Surfers, instead The Bird and the Bee. This is all new stuff Bill.

Last night my nephew Earl graduated from high school. A major accomplishment. Not that his graduation was in doubt- it wasn’t, but high school graduation is a major turning point in a young persons life.

And then there are the parties going on for a week or so afterwards. I graduated from high school in 1980 and it was certainly a different time for social mores at least.

After my graduation ceremony, I joined my family for cocktails at the VFW before heading off to another VFW in Fort Lee where another classmate was having a party. Smoking and drinking throughout the night and no one said otherwise to 17 year old me.

Definitely not the same for Earl and his graduating class, I’m sure. Sobriety is the theme for their night and good for them.

And congratulations to Earl!

Today was spent doing laundry and getting some things from the supermarket. That was about it. Now it’s not so hummus but earlier was just dense. Several t-shirts later, a nice breeze finally wafts through the screen.

I’m heading out in a while, off to meet up with Bill to see the Taking of Pelham 1-2-3. It’s a remake and the original is one of Bill’s favorite movies of all time. He tried to get cast in this go round but the director Tony Scott didn’t get Bill’s head shot.

Bill’s pal Fred and his lady friend Lila are joining us and we’re supposed to meet in front of the theater on 23rd street at 7:45, two hours from now.

I’m watching the second disc of The Buddha of Suburbia and not paying much attention to it. I did watch Black Narcissus earlier and I’m pretty sure I had seen that before. Just killing time I suppose.

I was able to get some tickets to a Rock Show in July. Geology is such a fascinating field. I’m taking Bill and Earl. For Bill’s birthday on June 29 and Earl’s graduation last night.

Pity the seats aren’t together. Someone will be on top, and someone will be close to the ground. Annemarie’s joining us as well so perhaps the 4 of us can swap tickets and seats if need be. That will have to be worked out on July 17.

Funny thing, instead of frantically trying to get the tickets when they went on pre-sale at 10:00 this morning, I didn’t get around to it until 10:20.

I’m satisfied, but then again I haven’t gotten the bill yet.

Let It Shine

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Finally Friday arrives. And it’s a very hot day. I guess it’s hot everywhere, possibly excepting Arcata where it’s never hot. Lois stopped by the other night to practice something with Bill. I know about it, but can’t write about it, sworn to secrecy I am.

It was fun having her over. Initially I was anxious since Lois had never been here before but once she was here, she mentioned it was like 201 Madison Street and also 1124 Willow Ave, 2 apartments I had lived in previous. I enjoyed making her laugh. When Bill had sung a song, I looked at Lois and said, ‘Do you see what I have to put up with?’

I love making Lois laugh. I love making women laugh. If I was straight I think I would do really well since they say one way to get to a woman is humor. But since I’m not straight, most of my humor gets lost on gay men I meet and forget about lesbians, they don’t get me at all. At least the lesbians I met at Bill’s old church, MCC.

Actually I have had some fun with lesbians in the past, but that was a long time ago. Last century stuff.

Last night Bill and I watched the usual. Olbermann, Stewart and Colbert. On the Daily Show was Ben Wattenberg, an old dinosaur who was just an idiot. Jon Stewart definitely bit his tongue throughout the interview out of respect for the grandfatherly type across from him. Stephen Colbert had Crosby, Still and Nash on.

Surprisingly David Crosby is looking well as is Graham Nash. Stephen Stills seems like a true burn out, and only really came to life while playing and singing. Colbert was very funny with his Neil Young put downs and also did a pretty good job of harmonizing with CSN.

10:00 comes around and it’s bedtime for Bill. I watched Fear Itself again which is that Night Gallery type show. It was predictable as usual. Look out, Dad’s a zombie. Actually possessed by a demon but he likes to eat people so he’s a zombie. I lost interest towards the end and don’t remember how it turned out, I was that disinterested.

Tomorrow is Lois and Fred’s wedding party and it looks like it will be a fun time. John and Donna from Tiny Lights will be there, as well as Jane and a few others from the past. Bill rented a Zip Car and we’ll be riding up with Rand and Lisa as passengers. We expect to hit the road at 9:00 tomorrow, and I’m trying to get the right cd’s to bring since the car isn’t iPod compatible.

Of course, after writing that I start to look for the best cd’s to bring and of course, there is one cd that I can’t seem to find. It’s not in the loosely organized collection on the wall, and it’s not in the piles of cd’s near my computer. So I obsess on the missing cd. Still obsessing somewhat. I’ve decided to burn a copy instead of going crazy looking for it. Did I loan it to someone? If so, who?

Too hot to go crazy looking for it. Much easier and cooler to burn it. Other than that, not much else to report on this end. I doubt I’ll be posting tomorrow so you’ll have to occupy your minds with something else.

The race is on

The calve

Kitson sneakers

I found the cd. Scritti Politti- White Bread Black Beer.