It’s Friday! It’s Yom Kippur! Atone for your sins! Do it now, I can wait! Done yet? Jeezy Creezy, you got a lot on your chest, of this I am sure. It was a good day, though here was tremendous difficulty waking up this morning. Just felt so good to be sleeping and aware that I was sleeping. But I had to get up and I woke up to a great song, Kiss on My List by Hall and Oates. A great pop song, gets it’s happiness across quite nicely. Ok hopefully you are done with your atoning, but if you were actually observing Yom Kippur, you wouldn’t be reading this until tomorrow. I think you’d be sitting in the dark because that is what god wants you to do. That is when god is not telling you what to eat, what to wear, who to sleep with, you know crap like that. Stuff that deities fill their days with, such busy bodies they be.

Last night, had a fun phone call from Harpy, editor emeritus. I’m serious, out of all five readers, Harpy really is the only one who comes through with ideas and suggestions. You can blame Harpy for not reading about my bagel intake anymore. Not that I wrote about it often, bagel eating that is. But Harpy did what he does best, he harped on it and I followed his lead, hence no more reading about bagels, though maybe over the weekend, since that’s when I get my bagels generally. Yes I still eat ’em, I just don’t write about ’em.

Got to work, only one in though Carla was in a half hour early. Half the office was out once again and it wasn’t for the holiday. I didn’t mind and neither did Carla. There was some work to be done and once again I was done with my tasks by 11:30. One of the tasks was to get some signs made for our elevator lobby, to let people know what company is on that floor. You know, stupid stuff. Since it is a financial company, it has to have some class and professionalism and that meant no glitter. It was a drag but thems the rules.

They didn’t say anything about elbow macaroni spray painted gold with cotton balls framing the edges. I figured Popsicle sticks would have been too over the top so I didn’t go that route. I made some dummy copies which were roundly rejected by anyone with half a brain. Dejected and rejected I searched online for a professional sign maker. I found one with a nice website in Chelsea and plotted the rest of my day.

I called first to make sure they were open and not closed for this the holiest day, and they were open. I decided to leave the office at 3:00 and head down to Chelsea, not returning to the office until Monday. The whole thing, including the subway ride took about 30 minutes and I was back in Hoboken at 4:00, not a bad way to start the weekend.

That’s about it for today. No really. Glad I was able to write this before sundown, aren’t you?

Here’s a video from Randy Pausch, a Carnegie Mellon professor who just gave his final lecture, as he is dying of pancreatic cancer at age 46. His life lessons.

If you enjoyed Part One, follow the links to the following parts.