Monthly Archives: June 2008

A Little Bit Me, A Little Bit You

A little bit out of it I am. Just woke up a little while ago from nearly a three hour nap. Just started to crash at work and left early as it was a Friday and I had nothing to do having done it already. All the coffee I drank couldn’t revive me enough and I all of a sudden felt very fatigued. Didn’t do anything out of the ordinary last night, watched TV mainly with Bill then went to bed.

Sleep was uneasy due to a zombie dream last night which featured Eve, a former waitron from McSwells back in the day. Hadn’t seen her in a very long time, and in the dream her delicate features were enhanced by a soul patch which was most unbecoming on a lady. Also Betty was in the dream in a seventies style gown, floral print getting out of her low rider which I’m fairly certain certain she doesn’t drive Somehow we all were in Hasbrouck Heights which to me was always a zombie town.

Not flesh eating zombies, just your everyday run of the mill zombies of Bergen County. Though this dream was quite intense and at one point found myself in a house. Hiding uncomfortably in a pantry while next door a group of people were having a party next door, which could be seen from where I was standing in the dream while zombies searched all around for my unwilling body for dinner. Tossing and turning made for a not very restful sleep so I woke up exhausted. Damn those zombies.

Now I feel better having rested but still a little out of it. Right now I am trying to sell 2 portable air conditioning units for the office. A woman who works in a beauty salon is interested. She said she emailed me before but it was actually the first time. I offered her 2 for $300.00. Cash only, as is. I may have to go to the office tomorrow to complete the deal if she gets back to me. And I have my doubts that she will.

I’ve been trying to sell these since March. I knew I would do well as the weather got warmer and they are predicting a heat wave, 90 degrees and up. But people respond to ads online as a joke occasionally. So I might keep on selling these until Labor Day. Hayne, (the womans name) has the email, and has my phone number so if she wants it, she knows how to get in touch with me. It would be nice to get rid of two units, which would leave me with two other units. Bill has an offer to take one of them, so it’s up to him. I told him to do some research on it. Hopefully he did.

Nothing planned for tonight, I think Bill is going back to Stuyvesant Town for the weekend. I have documentaries on Glenn Gould and also one about Atlantic Records, ‘The House that Ahmet Built’ on DVD. I also have the David Sheff book, Beautiful Boy to read and since I don’t read the fiction in the New Yorker, I am almost finished with the double issue, The Fiction Issue. I like the Coldplay song for iTunes a lot more than the free single they gave away a few weeks ago and I think the new Mike Myers movie, The Love Guru looks really dumb and not in a good way. Just putting it out there.

Hoping for a zombie free night of sleep later, but with a three hour nap under my belt, that might be a few hours away. Cheers.

Hopefully you enjoyed A Spaceman for All Seasons though the lack of comments say otherwise.

Space Oddity

Right now, Bill and I are watching some nut climbing up the facade of the New York Times building at 40th street and Eighth Avenue. This is the second time today. Earlier there was a successful climb, here’s the link cut and paste at bottom. Presently there is a copycat. Someone perhaps inspired, more than likely deluded is climbing and at the 25th floor right now.

The first guy has done it before around the world with his message that ‘Global warming kills more people each week than 9/11’. This new guy seems to be an amateur, climbing on a dare. Odds are against him and so is gravity. A half hour later, he’s been arrested which is a lot better than falling 52 stories to your death.

It’s been an odd day. Not a bad day just things were a little bit weird. Lot’s of cute guys out though. Saw a few fellow cigar smokers which is always a nice sight and smell, for me at least. I do enjoy the smell of a good cigar. The stopped broadcasting the rogue climber outside the New York Times so we don’t know how this sucker will turn out. I’m just glad my palms stopped sweating, so great is my fear of heights. Makes typing difficult.

Last night I watched Repo Man. I hadn’t seen that movie in something like 26 years. Still a very good film, very fast and as Harpy told me ages ago, it’s the only film where the end credits descend rather than ascend. Emilio Estevez was so cute back then and the soundtrack is still great. Definitely worth catching again if you get the chance, or see it for the first time.

They just broadcast that a flight from La Guardia to Charleston SC was $138.00 a year ago, now it is $604.00. I ain’t flying anywhere this year. That is just too crazy. A few airlines are expected to go out of business this year adding to the 22,000 employees laid off so far already in the past 6 months.

So much stuff online today regarding Obama being the presumptive nominee. I spoke to the bookkeeper at work about it. She’s a democrat and for Clinton, likening Obama’s success as Clinton training someone new at a job, then the trainee gets the promotion, leaving the trainer behind in the same position. I kept my mouth shut and didn’t want to get into a discussion about her point of view.

Some Clinton supporters are saying that they would vote for McCrazy rather than vote for Obama. Yes, that would be a brilliant idea. Women, surrender their reproductive rights, people of color prepare for more cutbacks and roll backs, poor people too and gays take more steps back and strap yourselves in for the war without end.

I’ve read some really heinous things about Obama. I had no idea that Clinton supporters were so persecuted by Obama supporters. I didn’t persecute any Clinton supporters I know. In fact Juan called me out when I said that Clinton was shrill. That was as bad as it got.

Here are some snaps from this afternoon, followed by a video from 1987, A Spaceman For All Seasons which is worth watching.

Waiting for that Specials reunion

Here come the guys

‘Yeah I work for the linen supply business. Whats it to you?’

Crackberry!

Photographers get paid a lot for a shot like this

Mister Softee

‘Ha ha you got a lucky ho!’ white t shirt actually was saying that.

Double double breasteds on the runway

and from 1987, A Spaceman For All Seasons

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http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/06/05/man-scales-new-york-times-building/index.html?ref=nyregion