Well it was back to work for me. This week is a 3 day work week. Snow storm on Monday, and no work on Friday, for me at least. So in a sense when not rearranging the deck chairs on the Titanic, I will have 3 days in steerage. Difficulty waking up this morning, through no fault of my own.

But who else can I blame?

Me, of course. Yes it was my fault. It was so cozy laying in bed, hitting the snooze button, each time bringing me closer to the shores that border the ocean of sleep. Sometimes it’s a calm ocean, other times rough, this morning it was placid.

Caught the last minute of the Today in New York, and had to look at Matt Lauer in quite an ugly suit. For me a suit is either pinstriped, or solid. None of this check or windowpane. Yuck. Way too 1970’s for me. If I thought Mike Brady/Robert Reed would wear it, I certainly wouldn’t.

Uneventful bus ride, even though the driver completely missed the bus lane and we found ourselves sitting in traffic for a good 20 minutes. I think he was new so he gets a pass, but tomorrow he had better pay attention or it’s an irate email to NJ Transit where it should be routinely ignored.

The office was quiet once again. Not much for me to do mostly. Once I get things done early in the morning, it’s usually good for the rest of the day. I wasn’t sure if Tom Chin was making it in today since he tendered his resignation yesterday.

He did make it in and then an hour later was off to a 3 hour lunch, freeing me up to not do much of anything. The Virgin Mega Store in Times Square will be closing. Everything is 40% off and I have been hankering for the first 2 Led Zeppelin albums which I used to avoid like the plague.

I am still a bit reluctant, but one of the songs that was sung at John Hamilton’s party on Sunday was Good Times, Bad Times and it’s been in my head since then.

Speaking of John Hamilton, Bill had hoped to use John’s guitar expertise and Dave Dreiwitz’ bass playing skills for an upcoming recording session that has been booked. They had another guitarist in mind but all of a sudden he picked up and moved out of state.

John Hamilton will be in Italy giving a lecture in German and Dave has a few projects going on. I keep forgetting that Dave is the bass player in Ween. Not that I am much of a Ween fan. I offered my meager skills which Bill appreciated but more than likely won’t take advantage of.

I’m not that good, and Bill’s a real musician. I don’t mind. I was asked to take pictures of the session which I am happy to do.

Actually I’m not that bad playing guitar and perhaps bass too. It’s just that I’m more rock and roll and Bill’s band is a jazz combo.

Bill went home last night and found the door unlocked much to his distress. Luckily it was because his neighbors of 20 years or so were checking in on his mother. He’s off all week, Bill is, and was able to have a locksmith show up and install a lock on the inside of the front door that can only be opened with a key.

I left the office at 4:00 this afternoon, enjoyed a Padron walking across town. Saw the homeless guy on 41st Street who I hadn’t seen in a while since I hadn’t been walking in that area lately. He was glad to see me, ‘Hey Soldier!’ he yelled of course and was very happy when I gave him a dollar.