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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.

Why Can’t We Be Friends?

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A quiet day, this Saturday is. Slept ok, missed Bill snoring away. Last night just watched the telly. Nothing really to report, since nothing was really on, but then again, there hardly ever is. Blah blah, preaching to the choir I know. Last night’s blog was a bit angry towards the end wasn’t it? I can tell by all the comments that most of you didn’t have anything to say about it. That is what I come to expect I suppose.

Perhaps if I introduced some game so people would check in everyday to see what is going on. Something like Wingo, where each day a series of numbers are listed and you have to see if the numbers posted match the numbers you have. But since this is all online and there aren’t any numbers to give away, I guess it would only work if you could guess the numbers I am thinking of. And what would be a suitable prize? No cash prize, sorry, gets too messy and complicated and it’s true, money changes everything.

Perhaps I could write a blog involving the winning person, a fictionalized biography of whomever won. Totally unauthorized, of course, because that’s the way I roll you see. I can turn your dreary life and change it into something totally scandalous. And if you have a scandalous life to begin with, well then I would simply make it rather dreary. Or maybe the winner could have dinner with me. Or a coffee perhaps, or even a pint somewhere. Of course since I would be picking up the tab (you can leave the tip) the setting would be my choice.

Spending the day with me might also be enticing since it would grant the opportunity to see the word become flesh, meaning you get to be with me and see how each day plays out, and more importantly, you might just see what I don’t write about. Which most of the time is scandalous. How about a visit to Harpy’s abode up in Washington Heights? Exotic and fascinating to see a friend limp about his apartment. It would definitely make you think twice about running down subway stairs.

Or perhaps you might prefer a tour of midtown Manhattan’s holiday decorations. You could see the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree, a tree unlike any other tree in Rockefeller Center. We could watch skaters go around in circles, before walking over to look at the windows at Saks Fifth Avenue. Then a walk down Fifth to see the Lord and Taylor windows, or a walk up to 57th Street to look at the big illuminated crystal snowflake hanging at the intersection of 57th and Fifth.

Then if you would like, we can take the Path train or a bus to Hoboken. I know this is all heady stuff and would require a commitment on both our parts, so you can think about it and get back to me later. Let me know, I’ll more than likely be around. The rest of course, is up to you.

Here are some pics of tonight’s sunset in Hoboken.

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Well I think it’s safe to say today was an adequate day. Nothing special at all, despite it being a Friday. I wasn’t impressed, depressed, oppressed, or distressed. It was just simply ok. Last night Bill and I came home, so tired, me physically and a touch emotionally, Bill emotionally and physically. Can’t blame him, both his parents in the hospital, though his mother is scheduled to be discharged tonight, so Bill should be spending the night there on the sofa bed of pain. I plan on getting Bill an air mattress or something like that so that his nights sleeping there wouldn’t be so painful.

I guess eventually though we’d be moving our bed over there if and when we move. I’m leaning towards that scenario albeit reluctantly. I’m a jersey boy, been here all of my life and I like it. Also I feel it gives me a connection to my brother’s and their families and wouldn’t be so difficult to meet up with Annemarie and her family when they come east during the summer. I don’t really know right now, and would rather deal with it when it occurs. Plus who the hell wants to move again? I certainly don’t.

So when Bill and I got back from the hospital, I ordered a pizza from Grimaldi’s and Bill and I watched Ugly Betty and the Office. Bill went to bed during Scrubs and then I watched My Name is Earl and 30 Rock. Bill is relatively new to Ugly Betty and since last night was a repeat I had to explain various plots and subplots, who was who, who was actually dead, things like that. The Office was also a repeat, the one where Michael accidentally sends an email of Jan topless to everyone at Dunder Mifflin.

Scrubs was good, a bit of a downer ending, Kelso is going to have to retire, thanks to Eliot’s planning a birthday party for him, who is actually 65, not 58 like he’s been saying. I expect they’ll stretch that storyline until the end of the series which is this season. The main story was JD and Turk at odds about about growing up. Finally though Turk was able to play worlds tallest doctor in the hospital parking lot. My Name is Earl was ok again. Earl is still in jail, Craig T. Nelson reneging on his promise to shorten Earl’s sentence by shredding the certificates that Earl had earned.

30 Rock once again wore the crown of funniest show, Liz Lemon dating a 20 year old with mother issues, and Frank, played by Judah Friedlander, just wanted to be with the 20 year old and enjoy each others bodies as straight men do. Now I am watching Bill Moyers on PBS. His show tonight is about American evangelicals attempting to influence US policy towards Israel. One fat fuck was just at the pulpit saying that the Palestinians didn’t own their land for it was given to Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.

Yes, that’s it.

Why not?

I would have preferred Boo Radley giving Israel to Jeb and Scout along with Dill, but fictional characters are just that, fictional, so it really shouldn’t make any difference should it? Argh. These ‘people’! They’re also saying that Hurricane Katrina was because of the US supporting Palestinians getting land in Israel. If they want to ‘save’ Israel move the fuck over there, shit heads. And do not come back. Fulfill your pathetic mythological destinies dumb asses. Get the fuck out of here. Good wholesome ignorant scum bags.

I feel better having written that.

Totally on an unrelated note, I lost over 6000 tracks on my iPod again. Presently reloading right now, for the past 4 hours. Everything is running slowly. Argh.