Monthly Archives: November 2007

Thank God I’m a Country Boy

Last night, pretty mellow. Came back from wandering the streets of Manhattan and I was starving. I’ve taken to stockpiling bottles of diet Sierra Mist soda since they usually run out of it at the supermarket. Came home and made dinner and settled in to watch TV. Bill and I watched 60 Minutes, with an interview with the Eagles. Such an arrogant band they were, not very supportive of up and coming bands in the seventies when the Eagles were gigantic.

They’re older now, and still arrogant. I was explaining to Bill that as much as I don’t care for the Eagles, they did write some good songs that are embedded in my DNA. I told him that if I hear Lyin’ Eyes, I am transported in my mind to 1975. I was on a class trip to Old Sturbridge Village in Massachusetts. It was a fun trip, don’t remember much about the actual Village, but I remember the bus ride and coming back later than expected. We were supposed to be back at St. Francis de Sales School around 7:00PM, and wound up pulling in around 10:00, safe and sound and into the arms of cranky parents.

This was before cellphones mind you, so there was no communication from the bus calling and saying that we are late. I’m sure nerves were frayed, but us kids were oblivious, listening to MusicRadio 77 WABC.
The top ten songs of 1975 were
1. Love Will Keep Us Together, The Captain and Tennille
2. Rhinestone Cowboy, Glen Campbell
3. Philadelphia Freedom, Elton John
4. Before The Next Teardrop Falls, Freddy Fender
5. My Eyes Adored You, Frankie Valli
6. Shining Star, Earth, Wind and Fire
7. Fame, David Bowie
8. Laughter In The Rain, Neil Sedaka
9. One Of These Nights, Eagles
10. Thank God I’m A Country Boy, John Denver

I loved most of these songs, even liked the John Denver song enough to know most of the words 32 years later, and you know I loved Philadelphia Freedom most of all. Still one of my all time top ten hits. Oh to be carefree and 13 again, eighth grade was definitely a high point of my life.

After 60 Minutes and the Eagles, we watched Dexter, during which Juan stopped by. It was a great episode and quite a twist at the end. I was surprised and can’t wait until next week’s penultimate episode. Then we watched past episodes of Weeds, which Juan had missed. I could’ve watched more, but it was after 11:00 and I needed to get ready for work. So I kicked Juan out and went to sleep. That was it. Today was back to work after having four days off and not doing much at all. Today was crappy weather wise which made going back to work a drag.

Finally Got Myself Together (I’m A Changed Man)

Well like the title says, I finally got myself together. I actually left the apartment, left the block, left the city of Hoboken and headed into Manhattan. I think I would have climbed the walls if I stayed in again. I didn’t have as clear a plan as I did yesterday, everything was open to be changed. Didn’t know whether or not I’d take the bus in and then the subway, or just hop on the Path train to 14th Street. I didn’t make my mind up until I got to the Path train where a crowded train was awaiting me on the platform.

I have had problems the past few days knowing what day of the week it was. Thursday felt like Saturday, making Friday seem like Sunday, making Saturday and Sunday quite confusing. Last night was alright for fighting, being Saturday and all. But no fights were in order. More time in front of the cathode tube, Bill and I watched a Paul Mooney comedy special. I put it on, Bill didn’t even know it was on. I figured he’d enjoy it since he definitely likes the stand up comedians, and it turned out I made the right decision.

Paul Mooney was pretty funny and I bet Pedro would like it as well, if he has Showtime that is. Then Juan made it over in time to watch a repeat of 30 Rock which of course was pretty funny. Bill went to bed after that and Juan and I watched Weeds which I had recorded for moments like this. He missed the season so it was catching up on three episodes before I had to kick Juan out so I could get some sleep. It was good to watch again and I caught a few things that I missed the first time I saw it.

Slept really well and was awoken by Bill shuffling off to church. I roused myself and showered and soon enough I was mingling with the hoi polloi, bagels, newspapers, and oblivious supermarket cashiers. Came home and before you knew it, I had read the papers. Nothing to read about the Scott McClellan bombshell the other day, implicating the administration in the outing of Valerie Plame. You would think this would be something that the liberal media that you’ve heard so much about would be all over like white on rice, but no, it’s been buried. I even posted on the NY Daily News discussion group, me with three or four entries and one other guy holding up the administration’s lies about how Valerie Plame was a desk jockey at Langley, VA. That was the extent of the discussion sadly enough. Not much else anywhere about it as far as I could tell.

Walking around the city was ok, 14th Street not as crowded as I thought it would be. Wandered around Virgin for a while, stopped by Farfetched for a few minutes, saw Harpy and Lois, eventually having a Padron and walking up to 33rd Street to get a seat on the Path train, while talking to Annemarie on the cellphone. Would have been great if she was in town, but she wasn’t so the cellphone was the next best thing to having her next to me walking up Broadway. Now I’m home, cooking dinner for Bill, eliminating the mess that usually happens. All in all a nice end to a nice weekend, wouldn’t you say?

Oh, here are some pics.

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Michael Des Barres?

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Nay, it’s Harpy!

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The Loneliest Mohican

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Abandoned Bicycle

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Looking for the newspapers

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Christmas trees for sale