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Another hot day. Right now in the apartment the thermometer says 94 degrees. On TV it says 91. I am sweating profusely wearing only boxer shorts. A thrill for some, much needed for comfort. It’s drizzling right now, barely. It’s drying rapidly. Bad news for drivers and the cost of gas.

Scooters are in now. And there’s a prediction that by July 4, a barrel of oil will hit $150.00, translating to $5.00 for a gallon of gas. ‘I got some downers and speed, all the drugs that you need, but I can’t get a gallon of gas’ sang Ray Davies in the 1980’s.

Juan was here for a spell last night. He looked great, showing off his new American Apparel shorts. He lost weight but he didn’t seem to agree. I fed him some pasta and chicken and we watched the last episode of Lost on the DVR. Always good to have him around. Lost was good, saw some things I missed the first time around. Juan seemed to enjoy it too.

Around 9:00 he headed back to Trenton. I watched a documentary on Glenn Gould which was only an hour then watched the last half of Hannah and Her Sisters. I was asleep by 11:30 and sleep soundly under two fans blowing at top speed.

Woke up and went out. It wasn’t that hot at 8:30, only in the 80’s. No run ins at the bagel shop and I was soon back in my apartment wearing my third t shirt of the day and it was only 9:30. I watched a 2 hour documentary on Atlantic Records, or more specifically, all about Ahmet Ertegun. Only a mention or two of Arif Mardin so that was disappointing. Kid Rock was talked about more than Arif.

It was a very fast 2 hours though. Mick Jagger, Jimmy Page, and Robert Plant were just a few of the talking heads besides Aretha, Ben E. King and Solomon Burke. After that I watched Almost Famous again. Still a very good picture, surprised it didn’t do as well as I thought it did according to wikipedia. I think Cameron Crowe as well as many many others really identify with music on an intense level. I know I do.

After Almost Famous, my usual Sunday walk to mail the Netflix dvd’s. It was really oppressive, so much so that I was feeling woozy despite drinking a lot of water and having a couple of bottles on me. I wound up sitting by the river, trying to catch some breezes off the water.

I couldn’t focus to read a book and all I could do was just sit there and stare across the river. That’s never happened before. I remember about 10 years ago it was even hotter and I wound up riding my bicycle to Prospect Park, where it was too hot to even wear a light shirt.

Now today, it was difficult to walk down the street without feeling a bit dizzy and I was in the shade. I’m better now, back home and sitting in the dark. Nice. Tomorrow promises to be more of the same until later in the week, temperature-wise.

A Little Bit Me, A Little Bit You

A little bit out of it I am. Just woke up a little while ago from nearly a three hour nap. Just started to crash at work and left early as it was a Friday and I had nothing to do having done it already. All the coffee I drank couldn’t revive me enough and I all of a sudden felt very fatigued. Didn’t do anything out of the ordinary last night, watched TV mainly with Bill then went to bed.

Sleep was uneasy due to a zombie dream last night which featured Eve, a former waitron from McSwells back in the day. Hadn’t seen her in a very long time, and in the dream her delicate features were enhanced by a soul patch which was most unbecoming on a lady. Also Betty was in the dream in a seventies style gown, floral print getting out of her low rider which I’m fairly certain certain she doesn’t drive Somehow we all were in Hasbrouck Heights which to me was always a zombie town.

Not flesh eating zombies, just your everyday run of the mill zombies of Bergen County. Though this dream was quite intense and at one point found myself in a house. Hiding uncomfortably in a pantry while next door a group of people were having a party next door, which could be seen from where I was standing in the dream while zombies searched all around for my unwilling body for dinner. Tossing and turning made for a not very restful sleep so I woke up exhausted. Damn those zombies.

Now I feel better having rested but still a little out of it. Right now I am trying to sell 2 portable air conditioning units for the office. A woman who works in a beauty salon is interested. She said she emailed me before but it was actually the first time. I offered her 2 for $300.00. Cash only, as is. I may have to go to the office tomorrow to complete the deal if she gets back to me. And I have my doubts that she will.

I’ve been trying to sell these since March. I knew I would do well as the weather got warmer and they are predicting a heat wave, 90 degrees and up. But people respond to ads online as a joke occasionally. So I might keep on selling these until Labor Day. Hayne, (the womans name) has the email, and has my phone number so if she wants it, she knows how to get in touch with me. It would be nice to get rid of two units, which would leave me with two other units. Bill has an offer to take one of them, so it’s up to him. I told him to do some research on it. Hopefully he did.

Nothing planned for tonight, I think Bill is going back to Stuyvesant Town for the weekend. I have documentaries on Glenn Gould and also one about Atlantic Records, ‘The House that Ahmet Built’ on DVD. I also have the David Sheff book, Beautiful Boy to read and since I don’t read the fiction in the New Yorker, I am almost finished with the double issue, The Fiction Issue. I like the Coldplay song for iTunes a lot more than the free single they gave away a few weeks ago and I think the new Mike Myers movie, The Love Guru looks really dumb and not in a good way. Just putting it out there.

Hoping for a zombie free night of sleep later, but with a three hour nap under my belt, that might be a few hours away. Cheers.

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