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Like A Hurricane

Monday again. It’s sort of been a rather blah day. Not even blasé, but rather ‘blah’. Woke up this morning, still asleep with Bill kissing me good bye and asking what I was doing. I said sleeping and tried to get back to sleep.

He was snoring again last night. It doesn’t make for a restful sleep. Usually when he leaves for work, that is when I finally can get some rest. The last thing I needed was for Bill to ask what I was doing when it was plain to see that I was sleeping.

A letter I wrote was recently published in the Hudson Reporter, singing the praises of the bibliothèque. They’ve published me before, but this time I’ve used my pseudo real name instead of Anonymous.

I pointed it out to the librarians when I returned the DVD of The September Issue, a documentary on the making of the September issue of Vogue magazine. Anna Wintour, Grace Coddington and Andre Leon Talley.

It was a fascinating documentary on how a magazine is put together and reminded me of the time I spent at People Magazine. But Carol Wallace certainly did not have the clout of Anna Wintour. And Anna Wintour was the inspiration behind The Devil Wears Prada.

I wanted Bill to see it since his office building is shared with Conde Nast publications. But instead I returned it and will take it out again at another time.

I neglected to mention that yesterday while busking with Francine I also played along with Teach Your Children. Today I went to the river, not too many people around, despite it being a nice day. No Tariq around and the drunkards were nowhere to be found.

I played Walk On By without the capo that’s suggested and also The Wind Cries Mary. No singing, no encouragement. Nearby there were three women doing a modeling shoot. A photographer, a stylist and the model. They paid me no mind and I did the same.

While the model was changing clothes the photographer asked if she could take my photo. I said sure, and also gave her my camera and asked if she could take a couple of snaps with it. She gladly obliged. She said she was going to take my photograph when I wasn’t looking so she might have done just that.

I was only out for a couple of hours before heading back home. Bill is at rehearsal tonight, I’m watching TV once again. I did spend some time this morning listening to my brother Frank’s podcast.

It sounded good. I hardly listen to the radio though. He’s the exception. I’m embedding his podcast below for you to hear for yourself.

Not much going on other than that. Just a rather dull day. Bright and sunny, but a bit cool. Maybe tonight I will sleep well. I would appreciate that. But that’s more up to Bill than me.

Should be a nice quiet time tonight here at home. Hope you have the same, even if you’re in Bala Cynwyd.

While passing through Algiers...

While passing through Algiers...


The photographer, the model and the stylist

The photographer, the model and the stylist


Me, taken by the photographer with my camera

Me, taken by the photographer with my camera


Me again, taken by the photographer with my camera

Me again, taken by the photographer with my camera


Glory Bound

It is really one of those days. Yesterday seemed better and yesterday wasn’t all that. Just a malaise basically. I’m pretty tired. Walked over to Target and though it isn’t far the cold exhausted me. Came home, made some dinner and thought that would get me going but no, I’m still tired.

Sent out more resumes, not too many since there aren’t that many offerings. I guess with every up feeling there is a corresponding down feeling. Yesterday was up, today is down. Tomorrow, who knows?

Saw Rand on the street this afternoon as I was headed to Target. He was heading home after buying food for his lunch. I thought he and Lisa had lunch together at various spots each day but I guess I was wrong. They’re not going to Chaz’ holiday party as they have a family party they’re committed to.

There went my idea of asking Rand to bring a some of the Guinness that I added to his collection of Guinness on New Years Eve. I suppose I could just buy another couple of cans on Saturday before Bill and I head over.

Heard from Pedro today who was about to tell me something but then said he’d call me back in a few minutes. That was hours ago. I can’t say I’m sitting next to the phone waiting, especially since the phone is in my pocket and follows me wherever I go.

I also went to the supermarket where I got on a longer line just so I could see the cute cashier who reminds me of Karen Kuhl twenty years ago. She had a sketchbook with her, she’s going to school for illustrators somewhere in New Jersey and her name is Brittany I think.

She asked if I was an artists and I told her I wasn’t, just that I know quite a few other artists and also go to various galleries in the city. Warmer weather should get me to the galleries once again.

Still have the winter in my bones, makes me want to go to sleep early, but I know that if I went to sleep now, I would only wake up, perhaps in the middle of the night.

Looking at some of the jobs that I applied for, I wonder if I did the wrong thing by answering what my last salary was truthfully. I wonder if I priced myself out. I think next time I will cut my salary considerably and hopefully increase my chances.

I suppose the concept of taking a pay cut is inconceivable to these people.

Julio & Stine are back, they came home last night. I’m sure seeing Alexander would bolster my spirits but so far no contact. I’m sure that will be forthcoming. I picked up The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and Adaptation from the library. I saw Adaptation in the theater when it came out and hadn’t seen it since. After watching Synecdoche, New York- another Charlie Kaufman confection I think I should watch it again.

I got some new slippers at Target and a laundry rack for drying clothes that I had to assemble but that was a pain in the ass and midway through I decided to try it again tomorrow. I should have bought one that was ready made since putting together this tinker toy isn’t as easy as I had hoped.

I also bought a talking Cookie Monster for Alexander. That should drive Julio and Stine crazy.

ESB JC