It’s Wednesday and it’s ok. Frank maybe getting out of the rehabilitation center this weekend. That should make him happy, or at least less depressed from being in a hospital for a little over a month. It seems like I might have a busy weekend. Taking a train out to Garfield if Frank’s been released, maybe hang out with Julio and have some birthday drinks before he fies off to Copenhagen on the 28th. And I ran into the wonderful Ray Vega yesterday and had the wherewithal to get his cell number. I only gave him mine last time and neglected to get his.

It turns out I just missed him in Central Park last weekend after I bailed on seeing Television. I wandered past the softball fields where he used to play and apparently does once again. He really is a good guy and an old friend of Pedro’s and he’s a riot to hang around with. I wonder if he feels the same way. I wonder because when I saw him outside my building he told me he swings by every Thursday. So I try to make it out there around the same time to say hello but he’s never around. Of course I’m probably reading too much into it.

It was a busy day in the office. Tom Chin annoyed the hell out of me this morning, still insisting on using the incorrect ledger for an overdue expense report. I mentioned that it doesn’t make sense to use something that we know is wrong, especially after working on it for weeks on end, fine tuning it and handing it in last month. He sort of blew his top a bit and I just walked away. It’s just so annoying to be right (and that doesn’t happen too often) and someone else insisting that the wrong way is the right way. Carla the receptionist (who really is a sweetheart) and I both think Tom Chin is looking to move to a new firm. We just do.

It was a busy day in the office with guests coming in. Vivek is trying to get new investors in the company. Yesterday we had some big wigs in and we all had to dress up in proper business attire, suits and ties for the men, nothing slutty for the women. I wore a smart suit and had a nice smile affixed to my face to meet the moneyed guests. I really connect with guests and visitors. I see my future as a greeter at a box store somewhere down the line since, let’s face it, I’m not going to retire at 65. I don’t think anyone does anymore anyway. Paul McCartney hasn’t and he turned 65 on Monday.

Bill apparently made it on Conan last night. Annemarie saw it and said it was funny. Bill has the Cablevision commercial tomorrow, with an early call at 4:30 AM. So he should be coming home and going right to bed. Juan is coming over to keep me company which I greatly appreciate. The rest is all blah blah blah so I’ll just leave it at that.

and blabbeando added me to his blog roll. Now I’m on his and jockohomo’s. Cheers.