Rand lives! Nothing bad happened. He didn’t fall off the face of the earth. He’s alive and well and presently in the custody of my computer, which may or may not be on it’s last legs. Rand has been in the habit of finding computers that have been thrown away and he checks them out for parts which they almost always have. Something salvageable. Wireless cards, mother boards. I just left his apartment and he had about six computers all fixed up and ready to go. One is earmarked for someone RoDa’s baby’s mother’s family. One could be for me if the pc that I have is beyond repair. I carried my computer over to Rand’s and had to make the trip back home since I forgot the Windows XP disc
It was cold out.

Once again this is being written through the courtesy of Bill’s grace. My baby was asleep in the bed when I came home after spending most of the day in the VA hospital with his father. His father is 84 and a veteran and had some major toenails that needed to be hacked off. You can use your imagination or perhaps go rent ‘My Beautiful Launderette’ and see the son clip his father’s toenails. It’s right when Daniel Day Lewis phones for the first time.

I just got off the phone with Rand who has seen the pc come back to life, with Rand pointing out the Hot Hispandex picture on my desktop. I’ll swing by and pick it up after my first day of jury duty. That’s right, JURY DUTY. I’m actually looking forward to it. I had gone once before when I was still living in Weehawken. It was just a quick in and out back then. Didn’t even have enough time to read whatever it was I had brought. This time, I think they’ll keep me a bit longer, which creates a weird vibe at work though I did tell them on my first day that I had jury duty at the end of the month and sent them calendar invites as well.

So perhaps the weird vibe is all in my head. It wouldn’t be the first time. Work is good at Golden Staffing. It was difficult getting out of bed once again this morning and with Bill sleeping at his folks for his father’s sake, it was a big old lonely bed at that. I rallied, showered, shaved, had cereal and didn’t know what else to do since there was no email to check. Well there was but in order to negotiate the keyboards and whatnot, it just wasn’t worth the usual time to sit and check.

If all goes well tomorrow I’ll either be sitting in a courtroom in Jersey City or sitting at my desk on west 44th street. At the end of the day, I can look forward to getting old occasionally faithful back, Big John it is called. Named by Gazi Ali from Wanker Banker. It is a former office computer that wasn’t doing anything so they gave it to me. I was considerably stressed about the state of Big John, stressed enough to look at computers online. Desktops and laptops. Bill has both. Juan and Julio have laptops. One’s a Mac one’s a pc. But Big John is scheduled to be back tomorrow. Cross your fingers.

Rand lives and maybe Big John does too!