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Lie to Me

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It’s a Friday. I spent a few days this week, perhaps unknowingly getting back into the groove of working. Helping out Greg Stevens the past few days was nice. Still more work to be done next week. I suppose next on the agenda would be getting to bed early and waking up earlier than I’ve been.

I can safely say that I will not miss Hoda Kotb (and really, what kind of name is Hoda Kotb? According to Wikipedia, she’s Egyptian) and the one known as Kathie Lee. I can easily understand why Fang Gifford sat under someone else’s apple tree.

Last night Bill was running around in the city, I was here at home, feeling tired but other than that, OK. I knew that I would be more awake hours later than I was when I posted last night. Last night was The Office which was basically a clip show. Pretty funny nonetheless.

30 Rock which is usually funnier was not as funny as it’s been. Keith Olbermann was on the money last night with his commentary on the Supreme Court’s ruling, removing restrictions on how much money corporations can give to political campaigns.

Totally a fucked up ruling and I of course, am in line with what Olbermann had to say on the matter. Apparently, it’s now We the Corporation, no longer, We the People.

Also yesterday I posted on Facebook, an item from Crooks and Liars website about how a white power supremacist had been arrested for raping a child. Joe Jervis from Joe My God, a fellow blogger and also a Facebook friend posted the same article on Joe My God.

Last night Joe posted that he received about 1000 hits from Storm Front, a white power bowel movement. I’m sure will be alright but it was a bit unnerving. I can only guess that Crooks and Liars had many more hits on their website.

Right now Bill is driving a bus in Cliffside Park. I’m tracking him once again on Google Latitude. He’s off to Atlantic City again, driving the gamblers down the shore. I’ve never been to Atlantic City. I’m not one for gambling though, and if I went I would more than likely spend my time at the beach and right now it’s too cold for that.

When I was in the city I scrounged up my pennies to get the latest Mojo & Uncut magazines. Mojo is readily available but Uncut is nowhere to be found. It had been months since I had been to one news agent at 56th st and Lexington Avenue but to my surprise they went out of business.

I walked around the block to a different vendor and was able to buy Mojo but even they had no idea or explanation as to why there is no Uncut this month. I suppose I can wander around the Village this weekend and see if Rebel Rebel or somewhere else would have the February issue.

Last night I had 2 very weird dreams. One involved Bill and myself winning a trip to South Africa. We were on a tourist tram of sorts when an explosion occurred a a few cars behind the car we were in. We were OK but there were obviously people hurt.

It was a terrorist act. We tried communicating to friends and family in the States to let them know that we were alright, but Bill’s 3G service wasn’t working.

The next dream involved me going to a party that Joe Jervis was having at a house on stilts in the water that was only accessible by boat. I stayed for a while wandering around the house, saying hello to other bloggers and eventually getting into an argument with one of Joe’s neighbors.

I decided to leave the party but had to swim to my row boat which was drifting away while I held the Daily News over my head, trying not to get it wet.

Very strange indeed.

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Hi Ho Silver Lining

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Getting an early start today since I have something scheduled for later tonight which I will write about later. Something out of the ordinary which you may or may not get a kick out of. I don’t even know how it will turn out but it’s something that has been suggested to me once or twice before.

It’s a free thing whereas other times it was something you had to pay for. It could all turn out to be a plea to give money to this thing, or it can actually be useful. Or at least, interesting.

And tonight is part one actually. I suppose I’m leaving you anxiously waiting for whatever is going to happen. It does involve heading into Manhattan and at night too. So I’m leaving a little after 5PM and taking the Path train in and that’s all I’m going to say about it.

What else is there?

Well I did have some more strange dreams, cannabis free of course. New Jersey legislature approved the use of marijuana for medicinal reasons but that’s besides the point and that happened in real life not in my dreams.

One dream involved being down the shore, around Sandy Hook it seemed where I came across a horseshoe crab that was shaped like a box. Quite strange.

The other dream was involved with a church which may have been Saint Philip’s Church in Saddle Brook. It may have also included some kids I hung out with, Billy and Kenny Hayes,. One of them was diagnosed as psychotic and the other was a fireman, which is what their father was.

In the dream I was attending a service and holding the sacraments which when I looked closely at it, contained fruit flies. I tried to dissuade people from taking the sacraments but all they did was chuckle as they were passed around. It was pretty gross.

I’ve already eaten dinner, and now it’s 4:30. Seems I’ve been eating earlier and earlier. Is it my slide into senior citizen status? No more than likely it’s because the food is ready then. Plus since I’m going out and won’t be back until later (my cut off eating time is 7:00) now seemed to be the best time.

Some pasta and chicken. Fortifying and good for going out into the cold cold night. I’m also wearing my father’s silk long johns, for the first time in 10 years. I got them when we cleaned out the house in the last century but never had the nerve, or guts to wear them.

Very comfortable and they do keep my legs quite warm, though the true test will be when I am out on the street in the city.

And from what I read on the New York Times, Conan O’Brien is leaving NBC since they’re moving the unfunny Jay Leno back into late night scheduling. Conan seemed a bit pissed, after all he and his staff picked up and moved to Los Angeles from New York.

It’s a shame NBC didn’t give him a chance but he will have his millions to keep him warm and dry his eyes with. And here I go heading out into the night, or rather, twilight.

Hopefully you both have good nights and I will tell you all about tonight’s excursion tomorrow.

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