Wednesday. Just another in a series of hump days. No luxury yachts in my day today. Mercury must be in retrograde. It’s the only explanation I could think of. Communication is spotty at work and in general. Of course this causes glitches and problems and not easy to get around. It’s been like this all week. The flowers that Bill sent me for my birthday last week are still in full bloom which is impressive. He stopped by the office last week and noticed how white everything is and decided to send me a splash of color. I love the fact that they’ve lasted so long.

Felicia was out at a seminar all day. The seminar was on a boat cruising the Hudson River and she kept texting me about her disappointment at the fact that there was no booze on the cruise. I was fairly busy and good old Amiable Alan offered to get me some lunch. Awfully nice. I was able to sit down and eat for a while, not too many interruptions. It is always a bit more relaxed when she’s not around. Tomorrow’s going to be a busy day, in fact the next five days are going to be busy, so I am glad she’ll be around. I expect that she will be.

Julio flies off to Copenhagen to meet his Missus tomorrow and he’s coming up for a Stella in a few minutes. A late start on tonight’s blog, due to the fact that I finally watched a documentary on the 9/11 Commission and how things aren’t being taken seriously. A lot of the suggestions raised by the Commission haven’t been fulfilled. It does point a finger at both the Clinton and Bush administrations, and suggests to the viewer that they should get involved and contact their Representatives to implore them to take action on the suggestions.

Julio is also going to Spain while in Europe. I should get over there one of these days. The old joke that I would make when people would ask me if I had ever gone abroad, I would mention that if I left the country they might not let me back in. Well that joke is getting tired so I should go somewhere. England or Ireland would be nice since I sort of speak the language. Paris would be nice. From what I understand they are nice if they know you’re from New York.

I need to get into work earlier than usual since there’s a breakfast meeting. I wisely set things up before I left work and put a note on the set up so that the night time cleaning crew won’t touch it. I did almost the same thing a few weeks ago but forgot the note and when I came in the next day, oh boy was I pissed. I think I should have had it written in Russian because I think that’s their native tongue. It would’ve been easy since there is a Russian girl in the office.

Oh and Juan is only 60 or so miles away. Song who is also computer savvy lives thousands away. I thank both of them for whatever input they might have.

That’s it. I’m tired. Peace out.

Presently I am sitting in front of my computer writing this, duh, frustrated by my iTunes woes. Harpy called me up on Saturday and told me about how great iTunes version 7 was. So I decided to download it and it all went to shit. Downloaded files from Juan my wizard, and it worked then I went from my F drive to my C drive and it’s gone. I really don’t know what the fuck is going on. I did do a google search this afternoon about problems with iTunes version 7 and there were 12 million or so listings. So maybe I’m not alone. The word is, Apple released it too soon and there are plenty of bugs in it. I oughta know.

Nice website for Patti Smith on her SonyBMG website. Nice poem/essay about her mother. Very touching. She’s such a good person. I worked with her years ago, when she was recording for Arista records. I had to deliver her per diems for her band and they were always happy to see me. I helped Jay Dee Daugherty, her drummer win a lawsuit against a cargo company a few years before my working at Arista. I made the paperwork available for him. The cargo company didn’t think he’d have access to the bill of lading, but I made it available. He was grateful and put me on the list for an upcoming show back then.

Still searching on my computer for that elusive iTunes file that Juan sent. I had it, then lost it, and can’t find it anywhere. I really don’t know what to do. This is showing how incompetent I am when dealing with computers. I admit it. For some reason people think I know things about the computer, but what I know is mainly intuitive. I know the basics and I am fortunate to have people like Juan and Rand around that do know. But Juan is hundreds of miles away and Rand is Rand. Incommunicado. Don’t want to only call him when I have problems with the computer.

The Mac overture plays in the back of my head, though not on iTunes. I really haven’t ever paid for a computer, maybe it’s time I should. But then again, I have no money to buy a new computer. C’est la vie. The computer works anyway and I’m being an idiot thinking about getting a new computer because I can’t get iTunes anymore. Can I get any more daft? I’m sure I can, but now is not the time nor place. This does look like a job for Rand though. I need to have the administrator’s permission and I thought I was the administrator. He installed it so maybe he knows the secret pass code. Maybe he could save my iTunes.

Fucking Apple. Get me hooked on a product then it all goes haywire. It’s like a drug I tell ya, a drug. Not that I would know anything about that. Not me. I know as much about drugs as I know about computers. Now, where’s that jazz cigarette?