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Wednesday, March 19th, 2008

Such craziness. It’s was a crazy storm this morning when I woke up and my stomach and what follows was a bit iffy, plus I was still very tired and dreaded to go into work feeling like this. So I went back to bed. It wasn’t so bad, I had done a lot yesterday at work and lately I’ve been scrambling for things to do. I’ve been monitoring emails and voice mails throughout the day, chatting with Lydia with regards to whatever she might need help on. So that covered that end. Of course as the day progressed I started feeling better as well as feeling guilty. I’m going back in tomorrow regardless on how I’m feeling. If I’m feeling ok now, why wouldn’t I feel okay tomorrow?

Last night was pretty quiet. Watched the usual shows, then watched John Adams, since I missed the first half the other night, which was the Boston Massacre. I had forgotten that John Adams successfully got an acquittal for the British soldiers on trial. It’s a little known fact. Then watched the news before turning in. That’s basically it. Lot’s of reports on flooding throughout the country. Watched Galaxy Quest this morning. I really like that movie, it’s pretty funny and quite a send up of the Star Trek series and their fans. Cleaned the apartment a bit also. That’s an on going thing. Tied up newspapers and cardboard boxes, cleaned the tub and toilet too.

Saw a little bit of Bush on TV talking about the Iraq war. Whatever happened to Mission Accomplished? According to what he said then it was a success. 5 years ago Bill and I were in midtown Manhattan, right where I work now, protesting the preparation for war with 300,000 other people. 5 years ago when the war started I was in the copy room watching the news at Wanker Banker talking to Krysztof Owerkowicz. He was for the invasion since Saddam Hussein was a tyrant and abused his people. I was against the war saying it was going to involve us in a quagmire that we won’t have an easy time getting out of it. It doesn’t happen too often, but I guess I was right. Tonight there are a few remembrances, or protests against the war throughout the area. Still it rains and my participation in the remembrances remains doubtful.

Bill’s coming home tonight. We were invited out to Garfield to my brother Frank’s house. It’s my niece Meghan’s birthday and it’s also Easter Sunday. Bill said we were invited to his cousin Elsie’s for dinner on Sunday as well. I accepted for Garfield and I think he did the same for Elsie. Now it turns out that Bill will be at Elsie’s and I’ll be in Garfield. Thats how that worked out. We’ll see how it turns out on Sunday. Garfield will be low key, I know that much. Not much else to write about since not much else happened. Grimaldi’s on the menu tonight for the fact that Bill is coming home.

Tags:Galaxy Quest, Grimaldi's, Iraq War, Rain, Recycling, Zzzz
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This Charming Man

Sunday, March 9th, 2008

Well there was a howling wind last night. Bill made it home to Hoboken as Robert the oh so handyman was disconnecting the hot water heater. I helped Robert move the heater with the broken tank out into the hallway. Robert reassured me that it wasn’t anything I had done, the heater was about 12 years old and they really don’t last much past their five year warranty. I was reassured as Robert headed down the stairs and off into the storm. He was gone for a while and I thought I’d be calling up Julio and Stine to ask if I could use their shower in the morning. No need to ask for Bill since he showers at his gym.

Bill asked if I was hungry and I said I was a little bit, which prompted him to call and order a Grimaldi’s pizza. I was in the mood for it and obviously so was Bill. I sat writing last night’s blog while 3:10 To Yuma was finishing up. Pretty good movie, a bit slow in parts but overall enjoyable. I prefer to watch Russell Crowe to Christian Bale, though Ben Foster stole the movie from both of them as Charlie Prince. Ben Foster played Claire’s on again off again boyfriend/art partner from Six Feet Under, he was intense there and even more so in 3:10 To Yuma.

About an hour later the bell rang and I mentioned to Bill, ‘oh it must be the hot water heater.’ Bill explained it was the pizza and I explained that I was joking. Bill headed down the stairs and shouted up that the hot water heater was on it’s way up. I knew I should have said, ‘oh it must be that million dollars I hoped for’. Up the stairs came Robert with Peter the landlord, huffing and puffing after climbing four flights of stairs. They maneuvered the new heater into the kitchen and after scanning the room with his eyes, Peter made a hasty exit. I suppose it will be another two years until I see Peter again. He’s an absentee landlord if that’s possible in Hoboken. He also insisted that I call Robert next time should I need any work done in the apartment. He doesn’t want to be bothered.

Bill and I sat and watched The History Boys, not the first time for me and sort of the first time for Bill since he was so exhausted the other night. Who knows what Robert thought as he welded the copper pipes into place and made sure the brand spanking new heater was set up properly. I offered Robert some pizza and some water but he turned me down. He left a little while after that and I was relieved since Bill and I inhaled the pizza and if Robert changed his mind about a slice, he would have been out of luck. Bill enjoyed The History Boys though not like me. I mentioned that it was a smart film and then thought that Bill might be put off by that remark, thinking that the movies he likes aren’t so smart. Perhaps I think too much.

The dvd ended on time, so that we watched the news and Saturday Night Live which was funny. Amy Adam hosted and Vampire Weekend were the musical guests. I have the Vampire Weekend cd and it’s ok, a bit twee if you ask me though live it sounded a whole lot better. Bill went to sleep midway through and I stayed up reading the rest of Hotel California, which I am almost finished with. I went to bed happy to have hot water once again. It was rough to be without for those hours, he wrote tongue firmly in cheek.

Woke up and moved the hands on the clock an hour ahead for daylight savings. Lost an hour of sleep but I didn’t really have it to begin with. Ran into Mike Korman with his son Harrison as I did my morning rounds. Good kid it seemed though Mike told me he and his wife, my old friend Clara have no idea how to handle this three year old boy since he doesn’t listen to either one of them and does whatever he wants. Too much information for me with one cup of coffee in my system. I parted ways with them after wishing them a good day.

Bill had headed off to church and I had a nice quiet breakfast. Headed into the city for a quick trip to Farfetched, saw Harpy and gave him Steve Martin’s Born Standing Up which I read a few weeks ago. Very good and I thought Harpy would enjoy it. After picking up some cards and a pair of spider shaped cuff links I walked up to 33rd street where I got a seat on the Path train and read the rest of last weeks New Yorker.

Tags:3:10 To Yuma, Ben Foster, Daylight Savings, Farfetched, Grimaldi's, Harpy, Hot Water Heater, SNL, The History Boys
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Shake That Rat

Sunday, March 2nd, 2008

Sunday, back to work. Ho hum, hum drum. Not such a bad day, things weren’t messy this morning. I guess most of the party goers last night, refrained from vomiting or smashing bottles on the sidewalk. Don’t know how bad it was in various parts of town but where I walked it was merely a plastic green bowler hat crumpled in the gutter. Didn’t hear much of a racket as I went to bed around 1:30. Bill came home last night and that was good. He didn’t drive me crazy, and hopefully I didn’t drive him crazy either. I doubt that I ever do, except for being a pain in the tuckus every now and then.

Before Bill came home last night I watched Night At The Museum and I couldn’t believe how bad it was. It got ok towards the end but man what a stinker. Much better was Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire. Finally saw the last half and it was pretty good. I do enjoy the Harry Potter movies, ever since seeing the first one in 2001 with Annemarie, Rex and Earl in Eureka. Haven’t read the books yet, not sure if I will. Maybe if someone lends them to me, maybe if I’ve read everything else I have to read.

What I’m reading now, courtesy of the Hoboken Library is Hotel California by Barney Hoskyns, a British writer who has written for Q, Mojo and Uncut among others. I’ve always enjoyed his writing, and met him once when he was interviewing Metallica at Right Track Recording in the 90′s. It was good having Bill home last night, it enabled him to let his walls down. He’s doing his best to be strong for his mother, but here he was able to cry like he hadn’t for a few days. I was able to give him a hug and make him feel better.

No Grimaldi’s Pizza though since all restaurants were packed with revelers and deliveries were slow going. We watched George Carlin on his latest HBO special last night. George, now 70, is a humorous curmudgeon. He doesn’t try to be funny, he just rants on stage and there’s usually something funny in the truth that he says. He also riffed a lot about death which Bill was able to laugh about much to my relief. We watched Saturday Night Live after that and that was ok. Not rip roaring, but generally funny. They still have to figure out how to end a sketch though, they do run too long. Sometimes they’re just stretched a bit too thin.

I went to bed after watching the last half of Bill Maher. Bill hadn’t seen that in a while. After that I went to bed, Bill falling asleep next to me about a half hour later. Woke up, shuffled about, Bill out cold in bed, looking like a big mocha angel bear. I ran out and got some bagels, and the papers, Bill woke up a few hours later as I was watching The Namesake. He joined me as I watched that and he got somethings out of that, which I won’t get into in case you haven’t seen that movie yet. Bill headed back into the city to tend to his mother, his weekend visitation coming to an end.

Julio called after that and needed my help moving some Ikea things from his truck to his and Stine’s apartment. Hung out with them for a while, Stine has gotten bigger than last week when I last saw them at the bistro in midtown after Bill’s father’s wake. Then I walked around Hoboken, noticing the lack of people on the street compared to yesterday’s festivities.

Here’s some more pics.

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