Monthly Archives: May 2009

If I Had No Loot

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Today is Friday, May 8, 2008. It’s official. There’s no two ways about it. Maybe somewhere else it’s Saturday, but right now it’s Friday. I didn’t go to work today. I took a day off.

I did check my email a few times as well as checking my voice mail. Apparently I didn’t miss anything. Just checked, I really didn’t miss anything.

Last night was mellow. Roger Johansen texted me, telling me he had an extra ticket to see Mike Watt at McSwells. But I was basically in for the night. Too lazy to go out even though it would probably be a good show and also good to see Roger.

No not for me, at least last night.

I was content to just stay in and relax. Bill came home a little before 10:00 and we had a lot of laughs. We then watched Southland which we’re both enjoying. I’m liking it more than I expected to. Still, a shiny object could easily divert my attention.

I stayed up and watched the Simpsons again. Woke up as Bill was getting ready to go to work. I just had to go to the bathroom and when I went back to bed, Bill was at the ready, all set to tuck me in before he left the apartment.

That was sweet.

I slept for another hour then got up and showered and made some coffee. Did some laundry and read the news online. Yes I am contributing to the death of the newspaper. I still buy them on weekends so that has to be some form of contrition.

I also ran some errands to the dry cleaners, the coffee shop for more coffee. Jeff wasn’t there. I was hoping to ask him if he moved into his new apartment, which is across from my kitchen window, on Willow Street.

I was actually hoping for a review of my Prancing Pantomime Pony routine that most anyone looking in my kitchen window could catch several times a day.

Tonight I’m going to see Wolverine with Bill and an old friend of his, Fred. We’re supposed to meet at a Mexican restaurant in Chelsea at 7:15 then catch the 9:30 show nearby. I enjoyed the X-Men movies, but the last one was a bit lame.

I also used to read the comic book faithfully, specifically after the rebirth, which introduced Wolverine. So I do have an interest in this one.

Plus, Hugh Jackman.

Tonight is all Bill’s planning and he’s good at that sort of thing. All I have to do is show up. That means I should leave here in around 45 minutes. Haven’t had Mexican food in a while, and I do like Mexican food.

More Cal-Mex than Tex-Mex though.

I’m happy to be out of the apartment, even though I did walk around Hoboken a couple of times today. Lot’s of people were out, it was a good day to take off. And hopefully the weather will continue to be pleasant.

It would make for a nice night in Manhattan, specifically Chelsea.

Here’s a pic from my travels around Hoboken this afternoon.

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Helen Wheels

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Well I really enjoyed last night’s Season/Series Finale of Scrubs. Zach Braff, Judy Reyes and Bill Lawrence were leaving the show and I don’t think it will continue. If it does it won’t have the same name.

It would be best for all concerned that last night was the season finale. It ended perfectly, with appearances from most everyone who had been on the show, characters that lived and characters that died.

I can’t wait for Bill to see it. He asked if it was a good series ending like Six Feet Under, and no it wasn’t. Six Feet Under had me with a tear in my eye at the end when David sees Keith who had been dead for a few years right before David passes away.

You saw all the major characters die throughout the future years, all very stirring. Scrubs was more bittersweet, JD looking into the future which may have wound up with Turk’s daughter and J.D.’s son getting engaged which caused JD to collapse from happiness a few times.

And Peter Gabriel singing The Book of Love was really touching.

Since Lawn Hors d’œuvre was on last night we watched that after I watched Lost which was good, but next week is the series finale, a 2 hour episode.

After the fire department got busted and sent to jail on Lawn Hors d’œuvre Bill went to bed and I watched the Simpsons which was really funny, a perfect way to end the night. Slept really well and woke up to Bill saying goodbye.

I got up soon after that, headed into work. Reading the latest New Yorker. It was muggy and overcast and by the time I got to the office once again I was all sweaty. I decided to leave work early. Not much for me to do, finished a lot with Abby yesterday.

Helped Greg Stevens out some today and he was gone by 12:30 this afternoon. Definitely not as stressed as I’ve been earlier this week.

My brother Brian called while I was on the bus heading to the office. He wasn’t sure about whether or not he’d be able to make the show at the Highline Ballroom tonight. No worries on this end. If it happened it happened.

I got a phone call later on with Brian saying it wasn’t going to happen. Next week I’ll see him at the graduation party for my niece Corrine who is graduating from Kean University.

That’s definitely something to look forward to.

I might take off from work tomorrow, which will make today’s leaving early excuse more believable.

Tonight’s a wake, tomorrow’s a funeral. No one questions death and when someone is dead already, it’s good to put them to good use.

I could use a break from the job, just a day. If it were busy I’d be more inclined to go in, but even though out of the past 6 Fridays, I was not working for 3 of those. And Fridays are notoriously slow and dead.

I will check in from time to time like I just did a few minutes ago. All quiet on the work front. Checked the voice mail and it was Bill. Checked my email and my Indian overlords in Kent, WA are asking for what I sent out before I left. I’m good.

Tomorrow I will send an email to Abby letting him know I will be attending a funeral.

And then Monday I will send an email telling them I resign since I will have won the lottery. With my lottery winnings I will invest and help fund cures for almost every disease on the planet and once done with that I will feed the poor and clothe the hungry and create world peace.

It’s a pretty good plan I think.

That’s just how I roll.