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About johnozed

I'm 50+ years old, 210-ish#, 6'2", reddish blonde, blue eyes with glasses (and without) masculine, funny, relatively intelligent, enjoy the company of assorted friends and family especially sordid friends and family. I love music, reading, writing, conversing, laughing, going to films, shows, concerts and smoking cigars. And I also enjoy looking nice in a suit and tie. Looking more like Lewis Lapham than Tom Wolfe. I'm sure there is more, but we'll just have to find out when I write about it. In a lifetime relationship with partner Bill Vila.

Outside World

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Just resting today. Smell ya later… Not so fast Kowalski!

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Credit to Harpy for commenting and unlocking the pen.

Well I rallied. Last night I hung out with Rand after posting the daily digital rag. He’s an excellent drinking companion that Rand is. He was drinking wine and I was drinking Stella Artois. Too warm out for Guinness. We go back about 26 years Rand and I. A lot of in jokes among a wide range of topics and gossip.

After about 5 pints at McSwells we wound up walking to the river and continuing our chat which then veered to the subject of YouTube. Lot’s of laughs at my willing expense. Apparently there a a few people that I know that have commented to each other about certain videos and the fans and admirers that post rave reviews. Funny kinky things, and why not?

And speaking of kink, today was Folsom East in Chelsea. I went a few years ago with Bill and Pedro. That was a hoot. Pedro stuck to my side like glue which made me feel great. I had gone once or twice since then and it was my back up plan just in case I didn’t go bicycling as I planned. Up to the Bridge, over and to the park I would go.

But despite it being bright and sunny, it rained intermittently though out the day, while the sun was still shining. Bob Mould was scheduled to perform at 6:00 and I was hoping to go see it, but with the rain came a strange heavy exhaustion. I think it was from the cycling yesterday as my legs and hips ache. That, or I’m turning into an old lady. Where’s my housecoat?

It could be the bicycle exhaustion, the pints of Stella last night or the strange weather. Or a combination of all three. I just had a heavy pasta dinner that I couldn’t finish so I’m trying to let it settle before I pass out. Might as well write I say. Bill’s in Boston singing at some hall in Newton. He’s getting paid for it and staying with a friend and her family for the night. Just as well, I don’t feel like sharing the sheets tonight.

I watched 2 Joy Division dvd’s today. One was Control by Anton Corbijn and the other was Joy Division: Under Review which was a bunch of writers from Mojo talking between footage and songs. I didn’t get much of anything from either video and then again, I don’t get much of anything if at all from Joy Division’s music. And I’ve tried.

Still I like New Order so that should count for something. Anton Corbijn is a famous rock photographer. He has an interesting life and catalog himself. Nice breeze wafts through the open window and my body is asking me why am I still awake.

So perhaps it would be best for sleep soon. I thought as the day progressed I would rebound, but it’s not turning out to be that way. Just a deep fatigue. Maybe sleeping for 10 hours would work. In any event you can be sure I’ll let you know. So much for a day off.

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Nothing to say today. Did some riding around Hoboken. It was a nice day. Ran into Julio, Stine and Alexander. Finally some pictures with Alexander and his eyes open. So here they are. Meeting Rand at McSwells for a few pints so maybe I’ll write later. In the meantime, here’s some pictures.

I actually wrote. See after the pictures

The view from 16th street in Hoboken

Laughing baby!

My Lotus

“we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds… ”

the soon to be 40 father with his 2 month old son

The remarkably non-plussed Alexander and me.

Ooojah boo boo!

making a point

Stine and Alexander

Un famile

Choochie time

Someone’s getting tired

Well I was supposed to meet Rand at 8:00 but I just called to let him know I would be a little late, he replied in kind so now we’re looking at 8:30-ish. Which should give me enough time to perhaps rub one out. Another entry, that is. Let’s see, last night watched TV, including a very good show on PBS about Arab satellite television, specifically a show for women.

Sort of like the View, but not. 3 women in modern dress, one woman in a head scarf. They get a lot of shit from the extremists, the 3 women for the way they dress, which is quite tasteful to my western eyes. They talked about the subjugation of women, of homosexuality and of masturbation, all taboo subjects.

Not just to the Imams and such, but also over here. It was like both the right wing christians here and the right wing muslims there both read from the same script. Of course it’s a bullshit script, but you can’t tell them that. It was engrossing and I watched the whole hour with heavily lidded eyes. Soon after that I fell into a deep sleep without any zombie dreams or Justin Long (tee hee).

Woke up at 5:00 with the sun already up, so I tossed and turned and tossed again finally awaking and getting out of bed around 8:00. Did my thing, bagels for the family on the third floor, some grocery shopping for myself including my dear Stevia. Hoboken Farm boy has been rather strange as of late, rather cold people behind the counter.

So I went to Basic Foods which had a sale, and they were nice behind the counter, so points for that. It makes a difference obviously. Did laundry and since it was a nice day out I decided to break out the bicycle. I inflated the tires and rode around Hoboken’s empty streets. Swung by the Hoboken Museum and looked through a photography book of Hoboken in the 1970’s.

What a run down place Hoboken was. I moved to the Mile Square City in 1984, when it started to crawl back to ‘respectability’. I thought the book would make a nice present for Julio for his upcoming 40th birthday next week, since he was born and raised here, he would remember how it was, places he used to play around.

I also bought 2 tickets to Xanadu for Bill’s birthday which is the day after Julio’s. I got 2 seats on stage, pretty cheap too. Below $50.00 which is cheap considering Broadway shows are over $100.00. It’s a matinée on July 6, so I told him to keep that afternoon open, but not telling him what for. I’m excited about seeing the show.

That’s the Theater Fag coming out of me I guess. I don’t think I really qualify since I only see a Broadway show once every 5 years or so. Sunday in the Park with George last weekend was the exception. I also heard from Donna Rinaldi, my girlfriend from 32 years ago and Andrea Voto again.

I’d love to see them again, find out how their lives are, but that remains to be discussed down the line I suppose. Still it was a thrill. Donna was surprised I remembered her, and Andrea was surprised I remembered that she once owned a Beatles lunch box. Time to go for a pint or two. Cheers!