Monthly Archives: May 2008

Monkberry Moon Delight

Last night was great. Nice and quiet, no visitors, not that I mind visitors. My body clock was awry most of the weekend after tying more than one on Friday night. Memo to self, “Must eat something substantial if going out drinking or the days that follow will be filled with woe” My memos to myself are generally ominous with a touch of Shakespeare, or Marlowe, or Bacon or a combination of all concerned.

I wound up watching The Simpsons and King of the Hill which didn’t let me down, then somehow wound up watching Michael Moore being interviewed on Larry King. I wasn’t paying much attention until they went to Barack Obama making a speech in Indiana. And of course, Barry was inspiring and dignified. Said so many important things and didn’t go after Hillary Clinton, he made some charges against John McCrazy which were right on, of course. Then I watched the news and went to bed.

Woke up this morning, with some difficulty. Still I rallied and got it together and stood on line for the bus with a few other people, some I have seen before, others, complete strangers. I paid them no mind as I read about human trafficking of women from Moldova. Hard stuff to take in, very eye opening. I didn’t know exactly where Moldova was so I made it a point to look it up when I got the chance.

According to the article it’s pretty dismal in Moldova, and many young women, not knowing any better take job offers in another country, sometimes offered by ‘friends’ or ‘boyfriends’ and wind up working as prostitutes in various countries around the world. Very sad, but there is an organization, trying to help and rescue these women, and sometimes men (who get tricked into slavery following construction jobs). Then there is the death toll in Myanmar of possibly 10,000 people killed by a cyclone. Bad news from around the world.

Who says I’m not topical?

Another week ahead of me, trying to find things to do. Also trying to find a replacement for Lydia who is leaving at the end of the month to resume her tennis pro job at a country club in Southampton. If you know of anyone in the NYC Metro area, send them to me. I’d rather hire a friend, or a friend of a friend than go outside my circle and get someone I don’t know. El Jefe forwarded me a clip that he made at yesterday’s Art and Music Festival which I am posting here.

No plans for the evening, just watching TV I guess. I have The Savages on DVD from Netflix, but I want to watch that with Bill, and he ain’t going to be around tonight. So that’s about it for today. No drama, no fuss, no fight. It was a nice day weather wise and continues that way into the evening. Nothing else to report. No sir, not here, not me.

Hope you are doing ok. This clip was shot by El Jefe. Lady Gigglepuss and I have a cameo at the end.
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What about those turtles?

Here is a link to 23 years ago… cut n’ paste if you will….

http://blog.wfmu.org/freeform/2008/04/the-feelies-and.html

Purple Haze

Well it’s Sunday. Weather turned out nice despite the weather reports saying it was going to rain. It was actually sunny and in the low 70’s. Last night was weird. Very discombobulated. Took a nap in the afternoon which wasn’t as restful as I had hoped, and left me feeling out of sorts through the night. Not that I actually went out and did anything. Just watched Bruce Springsteen’s DVD, live at the Hammersmith Odeon in 1975, promoting Born to Run in the UK.

Very entertaining and finally gave me some insight about what my brothers and sister were talking about when they were running out to see Bruce all those years ago. This was when Bruce was a scrawny little thing, all wool hat and guitar and that voice. The E Street Band dressed like Jersey Shore gangsters from the 70’s. Very corny, but then again it was the 70’s. I am constantly surprised at how funky Tenth Avenue Freeze Out sounds when played live. The version on the album, pales by comparison.

Not much else was on, though I did wind up watching Tenacious D: The Pick of Destiny. It wasn’t bad but nowhere as funny as Dewey Cox. After that it was off to bed. I woke up with the light streaming in through the windows and hid under the covers. Eventually I got up and showered, got dressed and texted Julio to see if he and his family wanted anything from the store. Washington Street was being set up for the Spring Art and Music Festival.

It wasn’t officially opened yet as I chatted with a gent from Jersey City, setting up a cigar stand. No Padrons available, but some Cuban Seed Cigars were being rolled up for sale. I had some Padron cigars at home so I didn’t need to buy any. Came home, had breakfast and read the papers. Also checked the blog and was very surprised that no one had guessed the three riddles I posted on Friday. They really weren’t that hard. I answered them on the spot, you would have the luxury to use the internet and figure out the answers, I mean really people.

Show some effort, and interact damn you!

Went out again this afternoon to check out Micky Dolenz from the Monkees. He was the big headliner this season. It wasn’t too crowded and the city had set up a tent in case of rain. I hung outside the tent with El Jefe and Lady Gigglepuss. Circus Boy did all the hits, including some he didn’t sing lead, like Daydream Believer and Oh Darling by the Beatles, as well as Spencer Davis Group and Jimi Hendrix songs.

Micky told the story about how the Monkees were able to arrange to have Jimi Hendrix open up for them on tour which turned out to be a mistake since pre-teen girls weren’t ready for Jimi, screaming for Davy Jones while Hendrix played. Hendrix didn’t last more than a few dates. Micky sang Pleasant Valley Sunday, Stepping Stone, Mary Mary, Valerie, She, A Little Bit Me A Little Bit You, his sister Coco sang a couple of songs as well, like Runaway by Del Shannon with Micky Dolenz finishing with I’m A Believer which he noted he sang first, a long time before Shrek.

Then he was off to be mobbed by fans who had items to be autographed. Micky looked good never took his hat off, leading me to believe he’s a bit shiny up there.. It was a good day, nice turn out and good company.

Here are some pics from this afternoon.

Circus Boy Micky Dolenz

Some guy walked into my view. This is his left eye and forehead.

A daydream believer or a homecoming queen?

Stephanie, my former nemesis from Empire Coffee

Micky’s fans

Peter Tork fan

Mike Nesmith fan

Davy Jones

Dancing in the street

El Jefe

Woof and WOOF!


and don’t forget the riddles damn you.