And now after a beautiful weekend, it is now raining. Been raining a steady rain throughout most of the day. Definitely lends itself to a nap which is what I just had. A nice gray afternoon nap. You know how it is.

I keep sending resumes and legumes out, no responses nor beanstalks growing. Still a at least one resume goes out every day. Bill had a nice adventure for himself yesterday.

Someone from his church hired a bus through Bill and had him as the driver. The bus was named Laverne for some reason. There was a show at Crocodile Rock in Allentown PA. It was a thrash metal show of a band named Slam One Down.

Bill’s first experience at a show like that. He loved it surprisingly. He wishes he had hair extensions so he could throw his mane back and forth like they do on stage. They loved Bill though and he loved them.

So much so that when I called Bill at work earlier, he answered the phone singing their song B-E-E-R- R-U-N. It’s definitely a side of Bill that I had never heard before. Of all the music that I’ve played for Bill, thrash metal was never one of them and it turns out that is the one that clicks.

Well that and the B-52’s. Now Bill wants me to go to the next show he is hired to drive Slam One Down to. Sure why not? Bill and I will be the only ones without body modifications and tattoos.

Last night I watched The Pacific. The miniseries about World War II in the Pacific Theater, Guadalcanal basically. Jon Seda was as usual, great. I’ve been watching him since Homicide: Life on the Street and it’s good to see him on screen again.

And once again, I’m sure war is 100 times worse than what is portrayed on the screen.

After The Pacific I saw that Broadcast News was on. A very good movie, I always enjoy watching it. It would make for a good double feature with Network. I saw Network with my parents at the Century Theater in Paramus.

I think Faye Dunaway writhing on top of William Holden in bed made my parents more uncomfortable than I was.

Holly Hunter, Albert Brooks and William Hurt were excellent choices for the leads and you can feel the pain of Albert Brooks when Holly Hunter confesses that she might be falling in love with William Hurt.

I recorded Broadcast News so I could keep checking in on the health care reform vote. Yes it passed. Yes more has to be worked out. But it’s a major hurdle and could be the thing that moves Rush Limbaugh to Costa Rica.

If that happens you can bet Florida should rise a little bit more above sea level.

They just had on the Ed Show, a clip of Sarah Palin complaining that Barack Obama doesn’t have the experience to make decisions like this. She does, you know, leaving office midway through her only term is exactly the background she needs to make decisions like that. It’s all so Bala Cynwyd.

Bill is home, six hours earlier than usual. A zombie. A giggling zombie. Poor baby is so tired from stage managing the play, driving a bus to and from Allentown PA as well as working at the law firm today. He’ll probably be asleep in an hour or so.

I’m going to watch Lolita by Stanley Kubrick.

Happy 80th birthday Stephen Sondheim