Another Sunday. Ho hum. Actually a better Sunday than it was last week. Last week was rain rain rain. Today is bright and sunny. Would have been better weather for the Artist’s Studio Tour, at least Hiro Takeshita might have had a better turnout of visitors to his apartment.
Bill & I watched Go Tell It On The Mountain last night, a 1985 PBS film adapted from the James Baldwin novel of the same name. Of course they couldn’t film all of it, it was really condensed.
But the cast was top notch, Paul Winfield, Olivia Cole, Rosalind Cash, Ruby Dee with James Bond III, Giancarlo Esposito and Ving Rhames in some of their earliest roles. Ving Rhames was just so adorable back then. He’s not bad looking nowadays, but back then he was so damn cute.
Bill spent most of the day yesterday trying to clean up his stuff in the apartment. An all day project for him. Still, he got a lot done and filled a few garbage bags. Bill planned to go to bed early but of course it wasn’t going to happen.
He’s driving a bus today to and from Atlantic City and needed to be in Garfield early this morning. So with a goodbye kiss this morning he was on his way. I of course, stayed in bed until 9:00, getting out to get the paper and some bagels and some groceries.
A nice breakfast, good coffee and something to read makes for a good morning. Annemarie phoned, she was on her way back to Arcata. Hopefully Earl doesn’t have swine flu after accompanying his girlfriend to the emergency room since she might have the flu.
Since it was a very nice day I went out for a walk. Up Clinton Street and talking on the phone with Casey Chasm who seems to be making the most out of living in Vermont. Once again he’s offered his fold out couch for Bill & me if we can ever get it together and pay a visit.
It would be nice, but not right now since finances are dictating what we can and cannot do so staying local, in the Mile Square City is what we’re capable of. It was good to talk to Casey Chasm though.
I went into CVS and saw Martin Kelly, which is always a laugh. He’s doing well, he’s got a job. Some catching up, some gossip then I was on my way.
I lit up a La Flor Dominicana Double Ligero, which Bill gave me for my birthday last month and strolled up Clinton Street. I walked up to 15th Street again, it’s a safer route with less interacting with cars.
It’s my route of choice lately. After reading in Hoboken411 that most locals only go within a four block radius, I go out of my way to prove him wrong. And his little dog too.
A walk around the Hudson Tea building, and then onto the waterfront where I saw a quite familiar couple strolling about. Yes, it was El Jefe and Lady Gigglepuss out for a Sunday constitutional. I saw them before they saw me, and we met up and continued our strolls together.
It was quite enjoyable. On the way we saw a young man playing the guitar singing Baby Let Me Follow You Down & It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry by Dylan. He was good and definitely has what it takes, to perform out in public. I admit I was a bit jealous since I am so hung up on being a lousy player that I can’t get off the couch.
And I probably had 27 years on this youngster.
Rand and Lisa picked up some food at Mission Burrito and we then headed back on Washington Street, parting ways at 7th & Bloomfield.
I ran into Julio, Stine and Alexander headed to the park, I could have joined them but I was hungry. I did get a high five once again from Alexander so that warranted a Chewbacca yell, which made him smile and that made me smile.
I did have a few other pictures but couldn’t figure out how to crop them, or rotate the images on this Mac. I do hope I get my computer back soon As good as using Bill’s Mac is, I am so much more comfortable with my computer. And I want to punch the spinning rainbow wheel on this Mac. It pissed me off so much.
I actually finished this 25 minutes ago but the spinning rainbow wheel wouldn’t let me post.
Just look at the spinning rainbow as a beach ball of fun in the sun.
Let a smile be your umbrella.
For every drop of rain that falls another flower grows.
Yadda, yadda, yadda.
Buck-up Baby. I hear God loves you as well as me.
the gf is feeling better as is everyone else in this little home!
and now I’m all caught up
And so am I.