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Keep The Car Running

Just woke up from a nap. Took place in the Shop Rite in Hoboken which I rarely go to since it’s not as close as the supermarket two blocks away from my apartment. In the dream I am wandering around while the Smiths ‘Is It Really So Strange’ is playing on the store PA system.

I spy Maurice Menares by the meat section, he’s on the phone and waves to me as I wander around singing and waving my arms about like Morrissey. I get on line for the courtesy counter because my box of cereal looks difficult to open.

Then I realize I could easily use scissors at home. I leave the store and I am on the back streets of Hoboken with the Smiths still playing, this time ‘Sheila Take A Bow’. I see some day laborers, one of them is Puerto Rican who I eye while his fellow laborer voices his annoyance. Thats when I woke up.

Apparently the House passed the bailout vote, which should be good news for my office, but it depends on if the vacant spaces are rented in my office and/or if a potential deal goes through. Good advice from BettiCola last night, yes I still have a job and it’s not over yet. It’s the waiting that’s the hardest part, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

I forgot to mention the other day, that I was walking up Park Avenue on an errand when I was stopped by two women. One of them asked me about my suit. It was a black pinstriped suit, three button by Hugo Boss. She asked where I got it and I told her Syms, just a few blocks away. She said it looked good on me. That compliment carried me through the day. Bangin’ again!

Last night was the debate, which as far as I’m concerned was won easily by Joe Biden. Somehow conservatives insist that Palin won simply because she didn’t implode. I always figured that you needed to answer questions directly in a debate which is something Palin simply did not do. Also winking at the camera doesn’t add points which she did three times.

No, she was out of her league and towards the end it looked like she was about to cry. I watched the debate with Bill while participating in a live blog on Hoboken411. I was dismayed to find out that the guy who runs Hoboken411 is a republican. Disappointed actually, but not enough to not go to the website since it is a great source of information regarding Hoboken.

I was also surprised that he puts down global warming as a political hoax, citing that weather changes, you know like how the earth rotates on it’s axis (?) and how the polar caps melt every 10,000 years or so. I mentioned that it was due from the fact that there is a lot more co2 and fewer rain forests.

Meaning that, yes- global warming is man made and not just from cars and industry, but also from so many humans on the planet, breathing. Still he does have a useful site and I don’t hate all republicans, there are some in my life like certain relatives and of course my employers.

Just got back from a walk around Hoboken. Got a slice of pizza (actually 2) from a new place that came recommended by Hoboken411, Zebu Forno which sounds like the Italian wing of the Scientology Celebrity Center.

It was alright, thin crust, nice atmosphere and good service. And cheaper than the pizzerias up and down Washington Street. So I’ll probably be back. Just a block away from Pier A which means it would be a good place to pick up a snack before heading over to the river.

Now it promises to be a quiet evening. Bill is at gospel choir practice and won’t be back until later. A quiet night in Hoboken.

Happy birthday BettiCola!

Anna (Go To Him)

Friday comes and Thursday goes. Last night was a lot better than the night before. Good feelings all around. Nothing much happened and judging by the comment, nothing much happened with you. That’s what I’m writing about today. You. How are you doing? It’s been a while and I hope you are well. Feel free to get back to me when you figure out how you are doing.

Tonight Bill and I are off to Shea Stadium which is being torn down this year to make way for a new stadium, to be called Citi Field since I guess Citibank put up some money to rebuild. I wonder how the Shea family is dealing with it. I mentioned to Bill earlier in the season that I would like to attend a Mets game for old time’s sake.

I used to go to Met games every now and then with my family, with the Boy’s Club of Lodi, and sometimes with a bus load of drunken veterans with a garbage can filled with cans of beer.

There’s also the thrill that the Beatles played Shea Stadium. Once in 1965 and again in 1966. I wasn’t at either show since I was too young, and neither were my brothers or my sister. It was actually 42 years ago tomorrow that the Fabs played there.

I’m pretty much excited, I haven’t been to a professional baseball game in decades and I’ve never taken the train there. It should be a fun time all around. Bill is a Yankee fan so who knows how he’ll deal with it. I have a feeling he’ll be fine, putting up with it because of me.

I went to work today and took a half day so I could go home and nap, get ready and do some laundry as well as pick up 2 tickets for myself and my brother Frank for The Bird and The Bee at McSwells in October. Hoboken is deserted again, most residents went down the shore already, so if you’d like to park in Hoboken, now would be the time.

Tomorrow the plan is to go down the shore with Chaz. That was all his idea. I bought a new umbrella and this will probably be the only time this season to use it. Sandy Hook I guess will be our destination and who know, perhaps meeting Connie will be in the cards. That is if Connie will be back from California.

Speaking of California, today is my sister Annemarie’s birthday. I planned on burning some cd’s as I’ve done the past few years, but I can’t seem to burn a cd anywhere. Plan B was getting a copy of the new David Sedaris book, When You Are Engulfed in Flames.

I hope she likes it. I plan on getting a copy from my library as soon as it is no longer labeled as being a new book. So a very happy birthday to my favorite sister. That’s a safe thing to say since she’s my only sister.

Happy birthday Annemarie. You don’t look like a monkey, and you don’t smell like one either.