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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.

Holiday in Disneyland

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Well yesterday was cold and windy. Last night it was cold and rainy. Watched the Simpsons which was really funny. As Harpy wrote, ‘Props to Alan Moore’, not to mention Art Spiegelman and Daniel Clowes. Seeing Spiegelman wearing a Maus mask and kicking the ass of comic book guy was priceless. I hope Rand watched it. King of the Hill so overlooked was also pretty funny. I was waiting for Dexter mainly, and I think last night was the season finale. It was definitely an edge of the seat episode. Dexter finally figured out how crazy Lila really is.

Bill came home midway through, after church, after checking in on his mother, and after putting in some time at work. Poor thing was exhausted and went to sleep soon after. It’s amazing, as soon as his head hits the pillow he’s out cold. Sometimes I wish I could do that. No, scratch that, not sometimes. I wish I could do that all the time. That and world peace. Two things I wish for. And now that I’ve said the wishes out loud they will never come true. Sorry everyone. Somethings I should keep to myself I guess.

I fell asleep soon enough. Felt really good. Good enough that I did not want to wake up to the sound of pouring rain outside. But I really had no choice in the matter. Looking at two and a half days of work this week, so it shouldn’t be so bad but getting motivated this morning was difficult. I did get moving, showered, shaved and ate breakfast and grimaced when I hit the street. Rain and clumps of snow falling. It was a mess but at least I was dressed for it. And I think I looked smashing. Not bangin’, but smashing.

Got to work on time, once again the first one in. That’s how I like it. People came in, in the usual drips and drabs. I was busy enough this morning. Planning an errand to Chinatown. That was arranged last week when the weather was bearable, today it was a mess. In the middle of all that I was doing, I get a phone call from Bill. His mother collapsed in the bathroom and he was running down to the apartment to get her to St. Vincent’s hospital. It turned out she fainted, and vomited a bit and now she’s under observation once again. Not easy being 84 years old.

Chinatown was a mess. So many tourists around, not just there, but everywhere in Manhattan. Europeans shopping shopping shopping. The Euro and the pound are two times stronger than the US dollar thanks to the resident fuckwad on Pennsylvania Avenue. Tax cuts for the rich! Trillions of dollars spent on an illegal war. The economy is a mess. Even Greg Stevens mentioned how badly his portfolio is doing. That is when he’s able to log onto the website. Usually I hear him call my name and I come running, sitting behind his desk and I fiddle about with his computer, eventually getting what he needs to get.

I also had to find a restaurant for our holiday luncheon on December 19. Found one, that was owned by Placido Domingo, right around the corner from the office. Everyone goes to lunch, then goes home. Greg realized what a bad idea it would be for people to go to work after a little soirée like that.

Now Bill’s home and I gave him a great big hug and a kiss and I’m even cooking his food. Less of a mess to clean up, you know….

(Lay Your Head On My) Pillow

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It feels like winter. It’s cold and a little bit of sleeting going on. Well at least it was going on when I went out a few hours ago. Wandered around Hoboken under gray skies. Typical November Sunday afternoon. Ran into Julio this morning as I went out to pick up some of Harpy’s least favorite food. He was running out for Stine, who being pregnant had a hankering for a sausage and egg sandwich that she just saw on a commercial for Dunkin Donuts and Julio being her husband and the father of her child had to get it together and feed his woman. He asked and I told him all about last night, who was there, who asked for him, stuff like that.

It was fun to see Andrea Harbison. She’s great and still as sexy as ever, even after three kids, four if you count Scott her ex husband. She has the patience of a saint though, that’s for sure. Scott is/was definitely a handful. Nice guy, but one or two beers and it’s so long Scott, hello misadventure. She put up with it for as long as she could and I along with other people were happy for her when she put her foot down and walked out the door. It had been a long time coming.

Steve Fallon’s partner was there as well, Arnold LaSpina. He’s a cutie and it’s heartwarming to see both him and Steve still together, to the point now where if you see one of the two, you have to ask where the other one is. I remember one time years ago, living in Weehawken, I was going to meet Bill at the Lure in the meatpacking district for a suit and tie party, sponsored by Foot Friends, a foot fetish group. Annemarie was in town and drove my well suited ass to the Path train. I got in a car, one other guy in the car with me.

I didn’t pay him much attention nor did he pay attention to me. He got off at 9th Street, I rode to 14th Street. I get to the club and there is Arnold. It was him who was in the Path car with me. He didn’t recognize me in my suit and tie, and I didn’t recognize him since he moved away from Hoboken a few years before. He found out about my suit fetish and I found out about his foot fetish.
I didn’t get much of a chance to talk to Arnold last night, but Chaz got his email which I could get from him later this week.

Another friend at McSwells last night was Ally. Ally is a real sweetheart, living in Hoboken. I run into him around public transportation. Either by a bus stop, or on a bus or by the Path train. He’s a good friend of Steve and Arnold and goes to visit them fairly often. I usually hear about the latest endeavors from Ally. And it’s always a treat to see him.

Brother Frank called this afternoon. He was sorry he couldn’t make it but it would have been a pain in the ass for him to come down, and then there were a lot of people there he’d have to talk to which would make anyone exhausted and he’d definitely stress out trying to find parking which is oh so rare in Hoboken this time of year.