Wednesday. Got out of bed before the sun came up again. Is it always dark this early in the day? I thought the sun rose earlier than me until they move the clocks back which is probably going to happen soon, I think next week. Bill was off to work looking smashing again, he bought this crazy yellow vest which looks great on him. On me it would look like a hazard sign. I had my coffee, cereal and vitamins and checked my email once again. Do I really need a 12 inch penis? Why do they keep spamming me with that tired ad?

The Path train was boring as usual as I buried my head in the New Yorker reading about a journalist in Morocco. I got off at Ninth Street as usual, got a bagel and headed towards the idiots at Dunkin Donuts who are so grouchy when asked to do their jobs. 2 boxes of coffee is all I asked for and it’s not like I asked them to pick the beans themselves. I silently was grateful that they were going to exchange the broken never ending coffee machine for a better model, knowing that I wouldn’t have to go to this particular Dunkin Donuts anytime soon.

No one was in the office as I set the coffee down on the counter in the kitchen, made some iced tea and stocked the fridge with seltzer. It looked to be a quiet day, no clients and the conference rooms were reserved at what seemed like a perfect balance. I sat and read the latest news about Paul McCartney. It seems that Heather Mills McCartney is alleging that Paul stabbed her with a broken wine stem, did drugs in front of her (even though she asked that he give it up when they married. Macca is quite the aficionado of the Jazz Cigarette)

He is also said to have prevented her from breast feeding their baby, saying that ‘those are ‘HIS’ breasts now, made her crawl to the toilet rather than fetch her a bed pan, he beat her up when she was pregnant and prevented her from having important surgery done on her leg because it would interfere with his holiday plans. I do love Paul and I sincerely doubt those charges, even if I wasn’t such a fan. She did file these charges in court.
http://www.itv.com/page.asp?partid=6698

The new-ish coffee machine came and worked just fine. Until a few hours later when I made a pot and it wouldn’t stop, causing the coffee pot to overflow once again. For some reason I decided to stay there as the pot was being made so I was able to shut things off in time and there wasn’t coffee all over the place like yesterday, and the day before. I called and gave hell to the coffee company who artfully passed the buck until I got no further than someone who wasn’t in, their voice mail.

I read in http://keithboykin.com about Tyron Garner who was part of the landmark Lawrence vs. Texas court case which overturned sodomy laws throughout the nation. Tyron died last month and as of a few days ago still wasn’t buried since his family couldn’t afford it and he seemed destined to lay in Potter’s Field. It’s recently been worked out, he brother had him cremated after signing over the remains to the county. It was overall a sad state of affairs.

Another gay related sad state of affairs is that former Rep. Garry Studds surviving spouse will not be rightfully entitled to the former Representative’s pension like an opposite sex spouse would. This is because of the Defense of Marriage Act that was signed into law by the stupid fuck Bill Clinton. Granted he was a better president than the current occupant on Pennsylvania Avenue, but even I would make a better POTUS than the current one. This is the main reason I detest Bill Clinton. Courted the gay vote then stabbed us in the back. Fuck him. Or better yet, don’t.

Say a prayer for Michael Sandy who died the other day after being taken off life support after being beaten by four men who lured him into a trap. He tried to escape by running onto the Belt Parkway in Brooklyn where he was struck by a hit and run driver. The attackers dragged him off the highway, and left him on the side of the road after beating him some more and rifling through his pockets. Michael Sandy was 29. His story is just one of many.