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That’s the Way of the World

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It’s a Tuesday and it was a very nice Tuesday at that. Still I write on Bills Mac, which is fine, though I would prefer to have the access to my music and files and whatnot. And even though Bill is allowing me to use his Mac, I know for a fact that he’d rather I would be on my own computer.

Nothing is going on job wise. With all those resumes I sent out last week I haven’t heard from any one or any staffing agency. Still I’ve only been unemployed for 4 months and other people I know have been out of work even longer than that. I’ve been passing the time just wandering around Hoboken, going into stores and just looking at things. And since Hoboken is a small town I am running out of stores.

Last night I watched the Monty Python documentary and much to my surprise, it was all about how Python influenced a few people, like Russell Brand, Stephen Merchant, and Seth Green among others. They mostly said what I had written, though mine was mainly comprehensible as opposed to Russell Brand who was just so excited there were moments I had no idea what he was saying. Next time he should stick to my script.

Bill watched it with me. It was the first time he had ever seen the Fish Slapping Dance and it was startling to see his reaction. He was literally rolling on the floor, laughing his ass off. ROFLMAO in Internet speak. So much so that I had to pause the show and wait to he collected himself. It was a very good episode though and I’m definitely looking forward to tonight’s part.

After that we watched most of Monty Python and the Holy Grail, even tough I own the DVD. Bill went to bed after the news and I stayed up watching Heroes. Which just keeps getting stupider and stupider. They should just cancel the show at the end of the season. I don’t care anymore for the majority of the characters, except for Peter Petrelli, played by Milo Ventimiglia.

Watched some of Craig Ferguson before going to bed. Not to sleep mind you. Bill’s sleep apnea mask isn’t fitting properly so he’s not wearing it, which causes him to snore and causes me to stay awake. He does respond to requests when he’s sleeping and I said loud enough, ‘Maybe you should sleep on your side’. I was hoping he’d turn away from me, but instead he turned towards me.

It reduced the snoring somewhat and I eventually did fall asleep, but it wasn’t an easy sleep since occasionally Bill would make the windows rattle. A trip to the east of Flushing is in order so Bill could get a replacement. I looked online to see if there was any place local so I would pick it up, but it turns out even if there was a local medical supply store, I wouldn’t be able to get the mask since I don’t have a prescription.

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It’s been a lovely Friday afternoon, from what I can tell by looking out the window. I normally would have been out and about doing something, but no, not today. Apparently while watching the taping of Spectacle with Elvis Costello last night, Bill was home and tried to DVR something.

But the DVR wasn’t working at all. I don’t know if he was trying to record something or watch something that he recorded but he was unable to. By the time I came home last night Bill was fast asleep, snoring since he decided not to wear his sleep apnea mask. (Mask is broken and needs a replacement).

I found out this morning that Bill had arranged for Cablevision to stop by and try to fix the box. Now they might be able to and they might not. They were scheduled to be here between 2PM and 5PM. It’s 6:09 now.

Bill has spoken to them and they said they might be here by 7:00. That means I’ve been waiting for 5 hours. In that regard, it’s true. I have no patience.

I was able to get some things done before 2:00 and I hoped they would get her soon enough. But of course they didn’t. I even saw a cable guy a few doors down when I was running around earlier and I asked him if he was here for 616.

No, he was here for 608. I guess it’s easier to send a few different guys out than have one guy work a certain area. So I sit and wait. And wait. And then wait some more. I know this usually happens to everyone sooner or later, but in this instance I have had no say in the matter.

Bill made these arrangements in my best interest. Since it’s more than likely they won’t be able to fix the box (Bill-optimist. Me- not so much) he didn’t want to turn in the broken box with shows that I have saved for some time now.

Laurie Anderson narrating a documentary on Andy Warhol is probably the oldest recording on it. I’ve seen it once haven’t seen it since, but still you never know when someone with an interest in 20th Century American Artists might stop by and after climbing four flights of steps I’d be more than happy to oblige.

Customer service phoned and said the guy would be here shortly. I asked what is shortly. They said 10 minutes. I said well I’ve been waiting since 2:00. She said well just sit and wait for the bell. I said, ‘that was a brilliant idea. Why didn’t I think of that before?’

She hung up.

True to her word the cable did show up around 10 minutes later. Nice guy, handsome chap. Turns out he hates Cablevision too! He rebooted the cable box with the hitting of a few buttons then for 5 minutes it reset itself and now it’s working fine. And it only took 5.5 hours!

Harpy then called making ‘my phone was on vibrate’ excuses for not answering his cellphone. I suppose when I turn 58. I too will have some authority to not answer my cellphone. Then Julio called while Harpy was yakking away and I took Julio’s call since I hardly ever hear from him.

He was sitting on the stoop telling a neighbor not to throw his empty jug of Dewar’s in the garbage, ‘It’s recyclable’, he yelled. I walked downstairs where the guy hurried down the street. The bottle somehow wound up on the guys stoop a few doors down.

I had printed a dozen fliers for a Gate Sale that I am participating in with Rand and Lois. We did this last year and now we’re doing it this year. I walked up the block and taped the first flier to a telephone pole at 8th and Park.

Walked up to Washington Street and taped a few more fliers until I ran out of tape and wound up buying some crap tape which I wrestled with. Who knew packing tape could stretch so far? Ran out of fliers and retraced my steps, and at 8th and Park the first flier was already torn down.

I knew it might happen anyway.

I did get a call from Annemarie who is treating herself to a B-52’s concert at Humboldt State University. I’m sure she will have a good time, A B-52’s show is always a good dancin’ party!

I can’t wait to hear about it!