Interesting Things as of Late | johnozed

Hello from Hoboken on a Friday night. I am between buzzed and drunk. Went out after work for cocktails with Vivek and Carla. Vivek wouldn’t be able to make it next week for the ‘official’ cocktail hour with Carla the receptionist so we went out tonight. Many pints, a few steak fries at a pub called Murphy’s around the block from the office. Since Vivek runs the show, it was on his dime or at least his platinum American Express card. Pints pints pints, fries, run out to the street for a quick ciggie and then back for more loud chatter over the Yankee game. Vivek is a Yankee fan and has season tickets. If the Yankees make it to four games, he’ll be in the Bronx Monday night and not having drinks with everyone else. It’s all good, no harm, no foul.

It was also the first time when Vivek and I could hang out and talk about the office. He has big plans for me and thinks I’m smart. I have no idea where he got that idea, but I’ll go along with the flow. He mentioned me getting a blackberry and I mentioned that he mentioned that a few months ago. I sure as hell ain’t about to buy a blackberry on my own. Vivek and I are both happy for Carla, though I think I’ll miss her the most. She was my go to girl since she started a couple of months before I did. So far it has been almost seven months since I’ve been there and I don’t really have anything to complain about, as opposed to the wolffmen at McMann and Tate. The only thing I could say is that there isn’t enough for me to do. I’m almost in Costanza land.

Last night was good TV night. Watched Daily Show and Colbert Report which were both good and funny, but My Name Is Earl was brilliant. It featured the dude who played U Turn on Weeds and it was great to see two guys kissing and falling in love in prime time, which means Earl will more than likely be canceled after this season. Just a feeling, nothing that I read. 30 Rock was good but I’m starting to wonder why Tracy Morgan is still on the show. Was Liz Lemon imitating Elaine Benes? Or Diane Keaton as Annie Hall or is Elaine Benes, Annie Hall twenty or so years later? Discuss.

The Office was also very good though I would give the Thursday night crown to Earl. And it also featured Craig T. Nelson who I sort of had a thing for a while ago. I think quite a few gay guys did. I skipped Ugly Betty and watched it at work, online before the office started humming. Ugly Betty would get second place in my Thursday night sweepstakes.

Other than that, not much else to report. Bill is still in Manhattan a few blocks away from the pub where I was. He’s stage managing the one man show about Thelonius Monk, called Monk in midtown. Having seen it about a dozen times I was excused. Plus I was drinking. And there’s a pint to my left which is calling my name.

Look Ma, No Pics!
But, Dan Savage on the Colbert Report

It’s Thursday and man it’s been a weird day. Not for everyone, not for work but for me on quite a personal level. But first, last night. Nothing happened last night, got sucked into the war again, this time catching the first episode which was brutal, Pearl Harbor, the blitzkrieg on Poland, the rise of fascism, Guadalcanal, the internment of Japanese Americans, the maintaining of segregation of the armed forces. The last one made me think, that if the troops worked side by side of all colors in the second world war, I think integration would have happened a lot faster, and racism and prejudice might have been reduced greatly. Not eliminated because some people will never learn, but it would have opened some eyes and probably would have gotten people to visit Sylvia’s up in Harlem and find out that black people can eat at restaurants, even run restaurants in a civil manner. The world had changed after World War 2 but it could have changed that much more if only people rocked the boat a little. These guys were in the army, trained not to question authority, so if some Colonel or Major or whatever said, “You, Bunker! You’re partnered with Jefferson!” and despite some initial grumbling, Norman Lear would have to think of a new concept for a sitcom 30 years later.

Last week I mentioned that I was on the reader’s comments in the New York Daily News and I almost got flamed by a trangendered person by the name of tedirene. Someone is lacking in imagination with a name like that I thought but then again all the hormone treatments probably doesn’t help one think properly, when the biggest decision is a tiny matter between one’s legs. Well kudos to tedirene, who posted to me on the Daily News board, addressed to me.
johnozed: On a hunch visited https://johnozed.com/. Everything is clear to me now. Have a nice weekend sugar-britches.

Sugar britches, what an adorable name. I’m sure he meant it as a put down, but it seemed so cute, like a fluffy kitten. And he did wish me a a good weekend. I shouldn’t mock since poor old tedirene probably has more days behind him/her than ahead of her/him, the use of the word britches is a sure tip off. I am glad that senior citizens like tedirene are keeping themselves busy, staying out of trouble and off the streets. I wonder if he’s a Scientologist though, the ‘everything is clear’ comment seems like a clue. A proper thetan that tedirene. It was nice of him to give a plug to https://johnozed.com . The thing thats worse than being talked about is NOT being talked about, so tedirene gets aroused by reading this and I do my bit helping out with his cataracts. He should do something about that hunch though. Esmeralda is betting tired of it, or her brother, Esmeraldo is. What ever makes tedirene happy is fine by me. LGBTedirene. We’re fighting for you! We will make sure you’re covered by ENDA!

And here’s a scoop of good news, I was able to sell my Arcade Fire/LCD Soundsystem tickets, only had to eat $20 which while not as filling as 96.50, still left me sated. And of course, me being me, comfortable in my skin, I felt a pang of sellers remorse. It seemed like a fitting conclusion since my meltdown at the Arcade Fire show at Radio City in May.

Here’s some pics.

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