Daily Archives: March 2, 2010

Astronomy Domine

The clouds have been rolling in. Yesterday was blue skies, today cream colored. Not complaining. Been around for a bit this afternoon. Had to get a new smoke detector because the one we have is about 10 years old and had to go.

They don’t last forever you know. Take one off your ceiling and you will see a date stamp on the back. Over 5 years, it’s advisable to ditch it. I did the smart thing and went to CVS and bought a new one since the hardware store sells it for $10.00 more.

Today on the news, it was mainly about Jim Bunning the Senator from Kentucky and his blocking the unemployment benefits and extensions. One or two other Senators chimed in, saying that people that are collecting unemployment benefits are living high off the hog.

I was surprised to see that other people thought that way, if thinking can actually be used to described these pigs. And I do understand their resentment, the high off the hogs sentiment must hit too close to home because I can only imagine that these people are fucking pigs.

It’s similar to what fuck tard someone from Bala Cyanide wrote last month when I got out when I could in that tar pit of a scam of a job. That I (and the other unemployed people) enjoy being out of work, without benefits and having to subsist on a much lower rate.

It’s lard asses people like that who seem to think like in that manner and by mentioning thinking as a verb for that kind of person I am showing a largesse that they rarely afford to others.

Today has been a day where I thought about people from the past. I do that most every day, but today I decided to write about it. I was thinking about some people I used to work with at HBJ. There was Annie Carroll who was a lot of fun, quite a lot of fun to be around.

She worked in the Psych department. Last I heard from her was a letter sent almost 20 years ago. She was living in Lodi. My father got the letter and angrily insisted that I immediately inform her that I no longer reside in Lodi.

Carlos Baez was also in the Psych department. He was from the Bronx, a former junkie and having an affair with Flo Ligouri who worked in the PO department. Carlos was one of those people that stopped being my friend when word got out that I was gay.

He thought it was disgusting. More disgusting than shooting up heroin and screwing around with someone’s wife while his own wife was home in the Bronx raising their kids. A class act that Carlos. He then started cheating on Flo with Maria Maldonado.

Looking back I am glad he stopped being my friend. People that lived in shooting galleries on Adultery Lane really shouldn’t throw stones.

Bill Wrice was a great guy that I worked with though. A true friend from those HBJ days. He couldn’t care less if I was gay or not.

We even stayed in touch once I left HBJ, even friends long enough to attend a party I threw in Weehawken. Last I heard he was a corrections officer and like most corrections officer and those in law enforcement he is off the grid.

But perhaps if he Google’s himself, perhaps he’ll find this and drop a line.

That’s about it for now. Anything happens I’ll let you know. You know I will.


Let this be a warning to you if you're planing on attending Fake Patricks Day this Saturday

Let this be a warning to you if you're planing on attending Fake Patricks Day this Saturday