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Well today has been a fartin’ around day. I know some of you would love a day like this, but you should be careful of what you wish for.

So since I didn’t do much of anything today, (hello laundry) I’ll spare you the iPod shuffle thing and look back at the previous entries for the third of September.

And here we go.

Disney’s Dream Debased, 2006.
I sit around for Bill to deliver a California King sized bed. It wasn’t a beach day since I had to sit and wait for Bill and the bed. I watch a DVD that I got for Bill’s birthday, a Herbie Hancock DVD. Brian Eno is in it so that’s what got my eye.

I was working at McMann and Tate, and very unhappy. The night before Juan came over and we riffed on some jazzy type things. Watched the Dave Chapelle Street Party DVD directed by Michel Gondry.

I enjoyed watching Chapelle with Juan more than I did seeing it with Bill in the theater. Bill and I had a major fight that night months previous. Also drank a lot of wine in 2006.

Eventually had to kick Juan out since the jazzy things and the wine made my eyes heavily lidded. The bed is still here and big enough for two big guys like Bill and myself.

The Last Thing You Should Do, 2007.
Sat around and watched TV with Bill. It was a Monday. No longer at McMann and Tate, but working for the Biotechnology Investment Bank. Content with the job, settled in after starting a few months before.

We watched Big Love on HBO the season finale. I write about Bill Paxton being in a band called Martini Ranch. I wrote about my musical snobbery towards Los Angeles which was unfortunate since I missed a few good bands while my nose was up in the air.

It being Labor Day weekend, there was a BBQ in Garfield. Bill and I got there via Zip Car. I bring a dozen CD’s for a 30 minute drive.

Bill and I arrive before most everyone else. Brian and Karen and the kids show up, and Frank is on the mend from his stroke the previous May. Rob cooks on his grill.

Hot dogs, Hamburgers, Coronas and Guinness. Apparently on the way home and drove by 13 Riverview Avenue as there are pictures that prove it.

Thank You, 2008.
In the midst of the election season. I’m on fire. Sarah Palin. Cotton Hill. John McRage. It’s the republican convention! There are a lot of hands grasping at only a few straws in that crowd.

Everything is anti-Obama. Oddly enough, things are more tense now in 2009 then it was last year.

Tropical Storm Hannah approaches putting the free B-52’s show in Cranford NJ in jeopardy. I run into Casey Chasm twice, in the morning when I’m not at my best and on the return trip when I am at my best.

Work is getting back on it’s knees. The economy is tanking in September 2008. Today they try to pin it on Obama.

I just got a new suit, navy blue wool/cashmere blend, two button. I’m asked to wear a suit since a big wig is expected in the office, a white knight who didn’t do anything.

And the program Open Office was giving me problems, but a year later it’s fine, just fine thank you.

It’s been a good day for me somewhat. I decided to head into the city and visit the Highline. It was a nice enough day for it.

A lot of the blues I’ve been suffering from was partly from nothing to do, and also party from it being too hot to do anything.

90 degree weather, 90% humidity didn’t lend itself for going out.

I’m doing my best to make the most of the time I have free and I am trying to enjoy it. And today I decided to do just that.

Last night was Weeds/Nurse Jackie night. Weeds is winding down, Nurse Jackie is finished for the season. Both were good, but Nurse Jackie was intense. Not going to give anything away.

Bill and I had a discussion about the Centers for Disease Control advocating circumcision as a preventive measure against HIV. Seems that circumcised men are less likely to get HIV than uncircumcised men.

I was surprised by the statistic that 65% of white men are circumcised and most Blacks and Hispanics are not. And the rate of HIV infection in Black and Hispanic groups are rising whereas in the White groups they are declining.

It wasn’t a good discussion but that may be from Bill working on the rehearsal for a reading coming up or on the foreskin in his pants.

It was odd to read that some gay men consider a circumcised penis to be mutilated. I never thought of mine that way and I’ve never had any complaints about it, but then again most people don’t talk with their mouths full.

Sorry but I’ve been meaning to use that line for quite a while.

I take consolation in the fact that no one under 18 reads filth such as this.

The Highline has been in the news in the past 24 hours. I wrote about the exhibitionists on display as well as the voyeurs.

Well the fact that there would be a few onlookers today didn’t deter me from going and I was surprised to see it wasn’t as crowded as I thought it might be.

There were a few camera crews interviewing people, but like people handing out religious tracts to various pedestrians, no one came up to me. Which is odd since I would offer my opinion on exhibitionists as well as religious dogma.

Sometimes I can’t tell the difference.

I didn’t see any exhibitionists though but then again I didn’t go out of my way to find any either. They usually find me anyhow.

I enjoyed the visit to the Highline and will probably head back another time.

A nice walk through Chelsea where I helped a blind man make it back to his residence on 23rd street and we talked about James Brown and George Clinton. This guy plans to make it to Amateur Night at the Apollo to sing a P-Funk song and I wished him well as I headed back to the Path train.

All in all a pretty good day.

Tomorrow I plan on going to the Metropolitan Museum with Harpy. We missed the Francis Bacon exhibition, but I’m sure there will be other things to occupy our minds. Should be a nice enough day for a walk in the park in any event.