Saturday and not doing much of anything. A bit of a hangover from last night. I think I had six pints over the course of a few hours and went to bed at 11:00 soon after Bill came home. Slept ok, just a few feet behind the rest of the world today. Woke up around 8:30 this morning, had some coffee, took a shower then went out and got a haircut. The guys in Mr. L’s were talking about Imus and the sorry state of affairs the world is in right now. Well, actually it was all about Imus.

I thought about chiming in about how Rush Limbaugh should be next, followed by Michael Savage et al., but instead I kept my mouth shut, after all I only had one cup of coffee. Tony did an excellent job, also trimmed my goatee, nose and ear hair as well as my eyebrows. And it’s definitely better than the Jean Seberg do I had last month. After that I walked up to Washington Street, got my bagels then to the supermarket, walking like a robot due to the hangover and not enough coffee. Luckily I didn’t have to communicate with anyone after the haircut until I got home where Bill was up and about doing his ‘Bill’ thing.

Had a nice breakfast, Bill puttering around, then he was off to his vocal classes. I did the laundry and sat around reading the papers. Took a short walk around Hoboken, talked to Julio on the phone and took a nap. I also watched Bill Maher’s rebroadcast from last night and it was very good. Bill Bradley, Dana Carvey and Scott McClellan former press officer for the White House Bush regime. Of course McClellan towed the Bush junta line and Bill Bradley shot him down most every time. I wonder why Bradley doesn’t attempt another White House run? Dana Carvey was a borderline idiot breaking into schtick and impersonations of Bush every chance he could get.

And then I napped. Haven’t napped in a few weeks and it was really only for a few minutes, maybe twenty. I watched a dreadful dvd called Circuit which I read a decent review in the New York Times about the party circuit in gay circles. Oh man it was bad soft core porn with wooden acting and flaccid cocks. Lost interest after the lead character tried his first drugs after years on the police force. Oh it was bad. Immediately I put it back in the Netflix envelope, knowing that I would be able to get rid of it soon enough.

Then I watched Stranger Than Fiction starring Will Farrell, Emma Thompson, Dustin Hoffman and Maggie Gyllenhaal. It was ok. Not the bees knees. It was like the movie didn’t know what type of movie it wanted to be. No need to watch it a second time. Despite the prevalence of buses I don’t think I’m recommending it to Bill due to the fact that I’m returning it tomorrow and don’t want to watch it again.

Tomorrow a Nor’ Easter is expected. Whee!