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It’s a Friday. A wet Friday at that. Just Bill and myself last night, Juan back at school. I did have a short chat with Song online in Sydney though and I wished him well then as I do now, that he aces his exam. Roda is a father again, a baby girl born this morning. Congratulations and best wishes!

Watched the usual last night with Bill, actually watched a little with Bill. He was in bed fast asleep by 9:00. It started raining last night and continued into today. It sounded like a maelstrom when Bill was kissing me goodbye at 6:00 this morning.

He advised that I stay home. I agreed and continued sleeping after getting up and emailing Vivek and Tom Chin that I wouldn’t be in. Due to flooding. Imaginary flooding, but flooding nonetheless. I went back to sleep and slept like a rock with mother nature banging trash cans up and down the street.

Around 8:30 I got out of bed again and checked my email to see if it went through ok, if there were any glitches. Tom Chin thanked me for the heads up, Vivek wondered if I am generally up at 3:45 in the morning.

I figured out that the time stamp on the email was set at PST and let him know, that on Mondays through Fridays I am generally up at 6:00. I was worried that he might think I was partying and decided not to come when the bars all closed, like my supervisor Felicia used to do when I worked for McMann and Tate, or rather Wolff Olins.

Then I went back to bed, and woke up an hour later. Still wet and miserable outside and I felt uncomfortable staying home. I also had my nephew Earl’s birthday card and present to send out. That was the main reason actually. I made it in and took the subway across town.

Tom Chin was surprised to see me. I explained that there was stuff to be done, then I wished him a happy birthday. It’s true they are quite helpless without me. I did what I had to do then had lunch and left again a few hours later.

It had stopped raining mostly and the walk across town was mildly enjoyable. Came home and wound up taking another nap. It’s really the best thing to do on a rainy day, if you can get away with it.

Now, here I am, writing again, waiting for the debates which Cotton Hill tried to postpone as well as Peggy Hill’s vice presidential debate next week. Looking forward to Barack Obama showing McCrazy who’s the boss and I don’t mean Tony Danza.

Tomorrow has something to look forward to as well, Chris Rock’s latest special on HBO. Here are some of Chris Rock’s best lines this week according to New York Magazine.

• “If this was a boxing match, McCain would be holding on to Obama.”
• “McCain jokes are easy jokes. ‘I don’t want a president with a bucket list!’ You basically take the dust off your Reagan jokes and tell them again.”
• “You got a guy that’s worth $150 million with twelve houses against a guy worth a million dollars with one house. The guy with one house really worries about losing his house — because then he’s homeless! … John McCain could lose half his houses and sleep well!”
• “[Bill Clinton’s] wife was running for president. If you give me a choice of pissing off a whole race of people or my wife, I’m sorry, I gotta piss off a whole race of people. Sorry blackies! Go eat some chicken! … Right Larry? You’ve been married twelve times, right?”
• [On the choice of Sarah Palin] “I thought Al Davis made the choice, or something. That’s how bad it was.”
• “Jason Lee has done more interviews promoting My Name Is Earl than [Sarah Palin] had to run for vice-president of the United States.”
• “[Sarah Palin is] kind of like Kim Kardashian on Dancing With the Stars. All that ass and you can’t shake it!”
• “Bin Laden did more movies last year than Sam Jackson. I think he’s in Lakeview Terrace.”
• “America is broke right now, and nobody understands broke better than black people.”

Next belly up bank: Wachovia

apologies to Mike Judge

Just who is the elitist?

This guy!

But not these two!

One more

That’s it! Good night!

Solid Air

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Well Juan was here last night. A total surprise. He was ringing my bell five minutes after I got here. Lately the buzzer has been broken making communication to the street near impossible. I was hanging out the window yelling to whoever was ringing the bell, but they couldn’t hear me. Finally Juan looked up and I buzzed him in.

His car broke down in Newark and his mother wouldn’t help him so AAA picked him up and drove him to Union City where he fought with his mother and then walked down here to Hoboken. It was cool hanging out with Juan, of course.

Then Bill came home and we all watched Olbermann, Rachel Maddow and the Daily Show and the Colbert Report. All very good despite Bush Co making his speech about how the economy is terrible. Nice for the idiot to notice. It happened on his watch and once again he has done nothing. Oh history will judge him harshly for sure, but I can’t wait for history.

From the History Boys: ‘History? It’s one fucking thing after another innit?’

Juan wound up sleeping on the couch, Bill and I snuggled in the bed. I told Juan that Bill is up at 5:30 and out by 6:00 and I’m up and out by 7:00. Of course at 6:45 Juan was still fast asleep with morning mouth. He does look adorable when he’s sleeping though. He got himself together and got a train back to Trenton. For me work was busy.

We had an auditor in the office which made Tom Chin extremely nervous. Still there was nothing to worry about. A steady stream of visitors were in today which made things busy for me but I didn’t mind. The streets are still on lock down outside the office and it’s going to be like this until next Friday due to the United Nations General Assembly.

I got through the day ok and had a nice walk past various agents and policemen. Gave some change to the homeless guy who always calls me ‘soldier’. Today he said I was looking sharp. I noticed that when I walk past some agents they look at me like I am one of them. I guess all thats missing is the tell tale bulge. No not that one. The bulge of a gun. A revolver.

I did run into Casey this morning. He’s been going in earlier so we’ve been missing each other. It was good to see him though. He doesn’t drink coffee but is quite caffeinated. We were talking politics which no one else on the bus seems to talk about. They talk about generally dumb things though the guy sitting next to me was writing a script and the scene he was working on takes place in a conference room.

It’s now a quiet and cool evening. Summer is officially over and autumn is here. One more day of work this week and then I can sleep late. I saw Sheilah Scully outside the supermarket and she was looking good. She told me she reads this blog and that she enjoyed my writing which is good to hear.

Looks like Washington Mutual is about to go belly up.

Pro-Tibet protestors