Category Archives: the day after yesterday

I May Hate You Sometimes

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Last night was a good night on TV. Weeds had it’s season finale and it was the best episode of the season. It was followed by the season finale of The Big C and that was very very good. Perhaps The Big C is the most moving show on TV.

Laura Linney can do no wrong in my book and her oncologist is mad cute. A scene involving Laura Linney’s character Cathy’s son was just perfect. Got me all misty. He was such a douche bag throughout the season, perhaps playing your typical teenager, but last night he was on point.

As good as Weeds was, The Big C gets the top honor. It should win some awards down the line. I highly recommend viewing it when it comes out on DVD.

And Gregg Gillis broke the Internets with his Girl Talk release. I was able to download the entire mp3, mixed as one track, but I cannot get the breakdown of individual tracks. I have to say that I am not digging All Day as much as I dug Feed the Animals.

That might be because I don’t know the samples as I did the samples on previous Girl Talk releases, and maybe it is because there’s a lot more metal and gangster rap on it. I’m not writing it off totally. There’s still a chance it could grow on me. It’s just not as clever as Feed the Animals.

I went to bed while Bill was on his way home from the awards ceremony in Harlem. He was part of a group award for his stage managing for Pekong, a play I saw up in Harlem earlier this year. I didn’t get a chance to see Bill in his tuxedo much to his dismay.

I woke up the morning around 6:00 to relieve myself and saw Bill getting dressed. I wasn’t sure if he just got home, but he told me he was home and slept for a few hours and now it was time for him to go to work.

Today was a rainy Tuesday. But not steady enough to warrant an umbrella. I had one just in case. I headed into the city and saw Bill again. I stopped by his office to pick up some fresh copies of the resume, tailor made for this evening receptionist position.

I am so fortunate to have a good man like Bill at my side. He’s so supportive in so many ways and I am so grateful. I made it to the interview early once again and filled out whatever forms they asked me to fill out.

I had to take a typing and grammar test again and today I typed about 30 words per minute, 15 words less that the last time and I was in bad shape last time. No shower in the morning left me quite groggy. Today with a hot shower and some coffee I did less than I expected. Grammar was OK though, I scored 95%.

After the testing, I met with Amy who was very nice and answered all of her questions. It went well and I left there after about an hour. I decided to drop in on Greg Stevens unannounced. I made my way up his floor and ran into Deborah who works with Greg’s wife.

She told me that Mr. & Mrs. Stevens were in Arizona where they maintain a second house. And have their photograph taken with John McCain. I chatted with Deborah and Jennifer for a few minutes before I headed back to the Path train.

I got a message that the people I interviewed with want to see me again tomorrow so that’s been scheduled for tomorrow morning at 9:30. Then it’s back to the cigar shop.

When I got back home I got a phone call from a recruiter that I used to email every Monday morning. I didn’t this week and here he was calling me up for another position.

When it rains it pours.

♫ Meet Cathy who's lived most everywhere...♪

I Think It’s Better

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Well now it’s Monday and it’s actually my Friday since I have Tuesday and Wednesday off. I worked over the weekend, Saturday and Sunday. Both day’s were alright. Raymond stopped by the store on Sunday. It was good to see him. He hadn’t been in the store since he got fired last month. I was able to give him a CD I burned that I carried with me since he got canned.

It was a lot busier over the weekend than it was today. Today was dreadfully dull. Maybe because it was the last day before two days off in a row, but man did it crawl. Yesterday I was out in front of the cigar shop, having a smoke.

As I stood there I saw an MTA truck pull up and inside were four guys. I looked at them and realized that they too, don’t have a Monday through Friday schedule. True, they make a lot more money than I do, but the point is, that I have a job and they have a job and there aren’t a lot of jobs out there.

I should be glad I have a job, and not be so unhappy that it isn’t the job that I want. It was an epiphany of sorts I think. Sure I will keep looking elsewhere, but in the meantime I’m not going to let this job get the best of me.

And yesterday a guy comes into the cigar shop and I follow him into the humidor to help him out. He goes for the La Flor Dominicana section and we start talking about La Flor Dominicana cigars. He like the Double Ligero 700 and I ask if he’s had the Air Bender Valiente.

He says he has and he likes them but would rather have the Double Ligero 700. Then he mentions that he saw my videos on You Tube. I was momentarily taken aback but quickly recovered, and asked what he thought, telling him that some guy in Thailand loves my videos and would like me to step on his face.

It was weird. I never saw this guy before. I guess that some guys who come into the cigar shop might have seen my videos. I do have over 100 posted. If you haven’t seen them, they are just videos of me smoking a cigar.

Some guys love the videos and some guys don’t. It’s 99.9% guys that watch my videos. Occasionally I will get a comment about fags putting things in their mouths. They usually get blocked after I post their comments.

There’s nothing sexual about the videos by the way. It’s art and whatever the viewer sees or doesn’t see, well that’s up to them. I didn’t start out making art but that’s what it turns out to be I suppose. My very own series of Nude Descending a Staircase or The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, only no rioting occurs as far as I know.

It was the second time in a week that my online persona has crossed over into ‘real’ life. First was the Martini Basher reggae vanity CD, and now someone who has seen my videos and actually said something. I found it all to be rather amusing.

Now it’s after 11:00, the news is on. Nothing good as usual. Mostly all local news. Very glad to have off the next two days. Looking forward to sleeping late, maybe till 8:30.

This morning I woke up to Neil Diamond and then ten minutes later, Badfinger. I guess the morning DJ on the radio has a thing for Neil Diamond, since I woke up last week at the same to Cracklin’ Rosie.

And five years ago, on October 7, I started writing this blog. 1,787 posts. Not bad I think.

Ramond aka


Sean aka, Don aka


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Nude Descending a Staircase