Mood Mambo | johnozed

Well it’s Monday yet again. Not thrilled about it but I feel I have a new lease on life job-wise. And I’m also convinced Tom Chin is a stupid asshole. But that’s neither here nor there. Last night, came home after wandering aimlessly around Fun City. Had some ravioli and watched a few seconds of the Super Bowl. Scrubs was on and I decided to watch that instead. Though I’ve probably seen most of the episodes, I preferred it to watching football.

Never enjoyed watching it, though I used to play in the street on Gunther Avenue in Lodi. Just touch football, counting Mississippi, and no clearly defined boundaries, as well as an occasional timeout so that cars could pass, but besides looking at big men in tights, there was little else to hold my interest while watching a game on TV or at Giants Stadium where I was often dragged to. And I always hear about the commercials during the Super Bowl but they’re never on when I watch, or they’re on, and the fact that they are commercials, I tune them right out. I’m sure they will be repeated ad infinitum, though I did try watching a few of them online, but they were pulled off whatever website I was attempting to watch.

I did watch Pioneers of Television a series of shows about the history of television. It’s been very entertaining, and a good way to lead up to The Wire. That was good, things are falling into place or falling all over the place, depending on what plot you are following. I was surprised that throughout the show, my sister Annemarie called me up with, ‘Did you see that play?’ I told her that I was watching The Wire. That didn’t stop her from calling every time something happened during the big game. It was a big deal around these parts since this is Giants country and Annemarie comes from a family of Giants fans it was justified I guess.

I tried watching via the Picture in Picture program on the TV screen but it was too distracting, especially when Omar got caught and almost killed if it weren’t for his sudden leap from a balcony 5 stories up. Somehow he got away, so we’ll see what happened to him next week. Watching the show you do hope Omar kills Marlo and soon since there’s only a handful of episodes left. After The Wire I finally tuned into the last 10 seconds of the Super Bowl.

The Giants were winning, the coach of the New England Patriots left the field and was headed to the locker room. A bunch of congratulatory speeches were made, a god was thanked a few times, because it would not have been possible if the god didn’t favor a football team from East Rutherford New Jersey, though labeled a New York team over a football team from Massachusetts. Yes, some god was on the side of the Mara family, not smiting the opposition, just sending them to the showers earlier than they had hoped. Then it was off to bed, falling asleep and waking up 6.5 hours later to go to work.

I was busy all day trying to find restaurants near the Hamptons so Greg Stevens could host a business lunch near one of his homes. It took a while since I don’t know the difference between Nassau and Suffolk counties, not that there is much difference between them. Found a few for Greg, did some inane tasks for Tom Chin and was hoping to get out early today only to have Vivek ask me to help him out with something that I offered to help him out with last week.

I didn’t leave the office until after 6:00, in time to get on a long line at the bus terminal. I didn’t mind much. The bus had only fifteen people on it when the driver was told to leave the gate. That made for a comfortable ride home, which is where I am at now. And I’m happy.

Yes We Can Can

A very lazy, very cold Sunday. Did most everything I had to do yesterday, chore wise. So that left plenty of time for nothing to do. And since it’s so cold and windy out, it’s best to stay indoors. So I’ve been reading, finished one book, read the papers, the New York Times Online, and Mojo, which I am in the middle of. I watched the Simpsons Movie yesterday afternoon. Definitely not the same as watching it in a theater. It’s almost just another Simpsons episode on TV, only without the commercials, but it’s still a larf.

Last night I watched Factory Girl, starring Sienna Miller as Edie Sedgwick, Guy Pierce as Andy Warhol and Hayden Christiansen as a Bob Dylan type. Sienna Miller certainly had the part down, as did Guy Pierce who sounded just like Warhol, as well as having the mannerisms fitting to a T. Hayden Christiansen, while vaguely looking like a Bob Dylan, had his vocal inflections down. There were some shots where I wasn’t sure if I was actually looking at a photograph of Andy and Edie or Guy and Sienna. It wasn’t terrible though and worth a look if you’re interested in a representation of what Andy Warhol’s Factory was like.

Juan came back to the States and last night came over to hang out for a spell. He told a few tales of fun and frustration, and actually, during the latter, raised his voice up considerably, that’s how carried away in the moment he was. It was good to see him, all tanned yet dressed like an Eskimo in his great big parka. We watched some episodes of Weeds that I had recorded, and drank some very dry wine, the kind after drinking it you had cottonmouth.

I got it for free from the liquor store on the corner a few weeks ago during the holidays, so I can’t complain. After three episodes I was bleary eyed and needed to sleep, so I said good night to Juan after showing him to the door. Back to reality for him on Tuesday.

I still have Sicko by Michael Moore from Netflix to watch, but right now I’m not that into watching a documentary about the health care system in this country. Maybe tomorrow. Tonight The Wire is on, so that’s something to look forward to. Still have the New Yorker to catch up on, and Mojo, both of which I am in the middle of.

Right now The US vs John Lennon is on. Woodstock was on previously. I’ve seen the John Lennon documentary before, and Woodstock I’ve only seen scattered clips. I couldn’t watch it all in one sitting, but I did catch Sly and the Family Stone as well as Jimi Hendrix, both of which were the best out of all the clips I had seen. Totally electrifying.

Off tomorrow, for the Martin Luther King Federal holiday. A chance to sleep a little bit later again.

Experimented with my camera for a bit this afternoon which will explain most of the pictures below.