Monthly Archives: November 2007

Horrorscope

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It’s Tuesday. I actually thought the work week would fly by, but it isn’t. I know it’s only Tuesday, but it’s a half week of work and yesterday and today has crawled. And now my computer at home is slow. Low on virtual memory it says but I don’t know how to increase the virtual memory so if any of you out there in cyberspace know how to remedy the problem, I would be forever in your debt. I know I’ve said it before, but this time I really mean it. Everything is slow slow slow and it’s driving me crazy crazy crazy.

Haven’t heard much from Bill regarding his mother so as far as I know, she’s still under observation at St. Vincent’s hospital. Bill is making progress on the paperwork for Medicaid, so his father should be covered as far as being in the nursing home, and I guess the same could be said about his mother. He certainly has his hands full, and all I could do is be there for him, which hopefully counts for something. I even made him his dinner last night. That was cool since he usually makes a mess with the pots and the dishes, I didn’t mind at all.

It was another rainy day today and still a chill in the air. I just have to get through a few hours tomorrow and I’ll have four and a half days. I finally made a reservation for the holiday luncheon which is now on December 18. Everybody eats and drinks and then goes home. It’s going to be a Mexican luncheon. Gone are the days of hiring a disc jockey, finding a big enough space to accommodate a hundred or so people. Nice and small and civilized and done during daylight hours which will minimize the hangovers the next day.

Presently watching Keith Olbermann who has John Dean on talking about Scott McClellan’s book about how Bush, Cheney, Andy Card, Karl Rove and Scooter Libby knew they were feeding McClellan lies during various press conferences. Lies about outing Valerie Plame, the top five in this bogus administration could all be going down. It’s the talk on the news shows though I’m tempted to see how Faux News is covering it. Not too tempted though, since I just ate. And Alberto Gonzales was heckled at a speech that he probably got 5 figures for. Just caught a glimpse of Faux News, they have Fred Thompson’s wife on talking about Thompson’s agenda. She’s dressed rather conservatively, meaning her tits aren’t falling out.

Other than that, it’s pretty quiet. Have to restart the computer to reboot. I’m still open to suggestions about how to increase my virtual memory. Leave a comment, or if you know me, email. I keep getting emails about increasing the size of my manhood so emails about increasing my memory would be gladly read and appreciated. Everything is slow today, including writing tonight’s entry. It wasn’t easy. Sometimes it is, but this wasn’t happening tonight. Obviously I have other things on my mind.

Holiday in Disneyland

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Well yesterday was cold and windy. Last night it was cold and rainy. Watched the Simpsons which was really funny. As Harpy wrote, ‘Props to Alan Moore’, not to mention Art Spiegelman and Daniel Clowes. Seeing Spiegelman wearing a Maus mask and kicking the ass of comic book guy was priceless. I hope Rand watched it. King of the Hill so overlooked was also pretty funny. I was waiting for Dexter mainly, and I think last night was the season finale. It was definitely an edge of the seat episode. Dexter finally figured out how crazy Lila really is.

Bill came home midway through, after church, after checking in on his mother, and after putting in some time at work. Poor thing was exhausted and went to sleep soon after. It’s amazing, as soon as his head hits the pillow he’s out cold. Sometimes I wish I could do that. No, scratch that, not sometimes. I wish I could do that all the time. That and world peace. Two things I wish for. And now that I’ve said the wishes out loud they will never come true. Sorry everyone. Somethings I should keep to myself I guess.

I fell asleep soon enough. Felt really good. Good enough that I did not want to wake up to the sound of pouring rain outside. But I really had no choice in the matter. Looking at two and a half days of work this week, so it shouldn’t be so bad but getting motivated this morning was difficult. I did get moving, showered, shaved and ate breakfast and grimaced when I hit the street. Rain and clumps of snow falling. It was a mess but at least I was dressed for it. And I think I looked smashing. Not bangin’, but smashing.

Got to work on time, once again the first one in. That’s how I like it. People came in, in the usual drips and drabs. I was busy enough this morning. Planning an errand to Chinatown. That was arranged last week when the weather was bearable, today it was a mess. In the middle of all that I was doing, I get a phone call from Bill. His mother collapsed in the bathroom and he was running down to the apartment to get her to St. Vincent’s hospital. It turned out she fainted, and vomited a bit and now she’s under observation once again. Not easy being 84 years old.

Chinatown was a mess. So many tourists around, not just there, but everywhere in Manhattan. Europeans shopping shopping shopping. The Euro and the pound are two times stronger than the US dollar thanks to the resident fuckwad on Pennsylvania Avenue. Tax cuts for the rich! Trillions of dollars spent on an illegal war. The economy is a mess. Even Greg Stevens mentioned how badly his portfolio is doing. That is when he’s able to log onto the website. Usually I hear him call my name and I come running, sitting behind his desk and I fiddle about with his computer, eventually getting what he needs to get.

I also had to find a restaurant for our holiday luncheon on December 19. Found one, that was owned by Placido Domingo, right around the corner from the office. Everyone goes to lunch, then goes home. Greg realized what a bad idea it would be for people to go to work after a little soirée like that.

Now Bill’s home and I gave him a great big hug and a kiss and I’m even cooking his food. Less of a mess to clean up, you know….