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Yes it’s been a steady rain today and quite windy. It was that way last night. I only went out once today to get some groceries that I neglected to get yesterday. And of course when I got home I realized that I forgot to get Stevia.

The weather has been affecting my sinuses but it’s manageable as long as I don’t have to physically interact with people. Phone is fine, online chatting is fine, Facebook is fine. But face to face? Forget about it. It’s best for all concerned I believe.

I was invited to see my nephew Brian in a play at his school, somewhere upstate. But with the weather and my sinuses I begged off. The same with Pedro. It’s his birthday today and he invited me up to Otisville but once again I said no thanks.

Otisville could even be close to my nephew’s school and perhaps I could have done both but here I am in front of a computer in Hoboken. Like I said, it’s best for all concerned.

Last night I found myself close to the blues. The mood, not the music. Watched Bill Maher and realized that I really can’t stand Bill Maher. I don’t know if I will watch it again. I guess it would depend on who his guests are.

I would prefer it if Maher wasn’t on his own show, just having the guests on with a different host, a host who didn’t think they were the most clever person in the hemisphere.

After that, the Simpsons and Craig Ferguson. I wound up going to bed not because I was tired but because I was bored. Maybe closed my eyes for about five minutes before I tossed and turned beset with anxiety.

Bill wasn’t home yet and I found myself worried. That sound on the street, was it a fight? Was someone attacking Bill? Was I going have to go down in the rain in my boxer briefs and crack some skulls? I got out of bed and checked Google Latitude which said he was a block away from the Path train.

I took a Xanax and went back to bed. Before I fell asleep Bill came home and told me of the fight he had out on the street, how he yelled my name and wondered where I was.
No, That didn’t happen.

For some reason Google Latitude said he was by the Path train and he was actually taking the bus. He was safe and sound on the couch and I soon fell fast asleep, anxiety free.

Slept the best I had in days actually. Had an interesting dream where a classmate from grammar school, Joyce- had opened a day spa in Hoboken in what looked like the basement apartment I lived in in the 1980’s.

In the dream, Joyce hadn’t grown since 1976 and to kiss her hello I had to bend down on my knees.

What? It last dream before I woke up.

I watched Gosford Park this afternoon and was overwhelmed by how good it was. If only for the phenomenal cast. Great story (sort of figured it out midway through), great performances.

I was blown away. I only regret not watching it sooner. Great direction by Robert Altman naturally. I might even watch it again with Altman’s commentary.

Bill should watch it, so I will probably hang onto it so he can.

I also watched the extras disc from Near Dark which I enjoyed more than the actual movie last night. Interviews with Bill Paxton, Lance Henriksen , Jeanette Goldstein and Katheryn Bigelow.

Happy birthday Pedro!

Sally Can’t Dance

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I seem to be catnip for certain types of online people lately. Yesterday it was Sally Maurice, today it a berk named ShiloH (yes that’s how he spells his name). I still get email updates for a Yahoo group I signed up with about 5 years ago.

They send some mighty nice pictures so that’s why I continue to receive the messages. Occasionally there are discussions sent and I sometimes contribute my opinion.

This group had posted last month a question regarding the Caholic (sic) Church and the molestations that have been going on.

This ShiloH character took it upon itself to write the following: i am a black/sicilian born and raised in a very italian catholic atmosphere in NY. where church is as important as anything you ever encounter. at times of any concern, good, bad, and indifferent; the church was there. thru christening, a million rosaries, confessionals, Holy Masses, absolutions, holy communions, and seasons of Lent the church has been a part of my life. the most valuable thing i own in the entire world is my crucifix; which was blessed by His Holiness Pope John Paul during my visit to Vatican City in 1993.

All typos and errors are his own, italics- mine.

Now today some other soft skull wrote: The homo molestation only occurs in churchs in which gays are present. That’s the truth that people don’t look at. Molestation in churches only happen with people who haven’t TOTALLY given themselves over to the LORD! People blame the church instead of blaming people like themselves who sit in the pulpits perpetrating to be holy. It has nothing to do with christians but the worldly secular fakers who enter in the church. Besides most sexual predators are done within the home so don’t act like its all them.

To which I wrote: Actually the church is to blame for removing molesting clergy from one parish and relocating them to another. You should view Deliver Us From Evil, a excellent and horrifying documentary on the subject. And molestation doesn’t only occur as men on boys, it is also men on girls. Evil doesn’t rely on any one sexual orientation. The subject line is regarding the RC church committing these crimes. Yes it occurs in the home, but that is not the subject at hand.

Oh a big ol’ bee settled in ShiloH’s bonnet for it responded: U MUST WORK REALLY HARD AT BEING THIS MISERABLE. YOU’RE ONE OF THE MOST COMPLAINING AND UPSET PEOPLE I EVER RUN INTO…I ONCE THOUGHT U NEEDED THERAPY AND PITIED U, BUT I’VE COME TO LEARN THAT YOU’RE JUST EVIL AND SHOULD BE DESTROYED.

That’s right. I am evil for merely writing about this subject yet this ignorant ShiloH beast gives a pass to pedophile priests and their ilk. I should be destroyed while these poor priests should be left alone. It can’t be easy for them.

And without the priesthood and the hierarchy going up to Papa Ratzi the most valuable thing in the world that ShiloH owns is just a letter ‘t’. It’s sad for it, but not for me.

Enlightenment Powers Activate!

Now as I write this I get a phone call from 917.210.0221. I say hello, they say ‘can I speak with Mike so & so?’ I say you have the wrong number.

They say ‘well how long have you had this number? It’s for research purposes’

I say, ‘Who were you asking for again?’ and they say Mike So & so and I say well you have the wrong number so there is no need to research. They get indignant, I say ‘It’s OK, thanks’ and hang up.

Is it me? Are the loonies getting closer or what? What a day, what a day.