Porcelain

Well it seems like the meat loaf last night was a gift that just wouldn’t stop giving. Gave enough to compel me to stay at home and not to get too far away from the porcelain. So that is where I stayed, didn’t dare wander away. Made for quite a lazy day and one tinged with guilt. Guilt about not going in, not that I did anything wrong.

There was a time not too long ago where not going into work was nothing to worry about but with the climate lately there is plenty to worry about. And if they are in fact thinking of shrinking my work week by a day, then this would be a good way for them to see how it is without me.

There wasn’t much at all that I did today and I certainly didn’t see anyone. I did keep hydrated and mainly lay around the apartment reading yesterday’s news. I did watch True Blood on HBO which was once again very good. Can’t really tell where it’s going and since some people are waiting for the show on DVD I best not say anything.

According to the nightly news, stock markets around the world are crashing and the Dow closed with a loss. Not good as we inch closer to the precipice of depression. It does look bad. I used to resent my parent’s depression era values but they’ve served me well.

Saving items, reusing items, not falling for the gilded items. Not so sure there are many others out there brought up the same way but it may come in handy. Now if only movie theaters would charge a nickle…

I just woke up from a nap and feel a whole lot better. Last night due to the menu I didn’t sleep that great. Now the mudslinging for the election begins. McCain brought up Bill Ayers, Obama brought up the Keating Five scandal. I think he should have brought up G. Gordon Liddy, since Liddy has a radio show and has gone on record for plotting murder among other dastardly plans.

The Bird and The Bee were very good last night. Inara George is quite winsome. She had the crowd eating out of her gloved hand. She’s the Bird. The Bee is Greg Kurstin who mainly keeps to the side. There was an opening band, Willoughby, a trio of bass, guitar and drums were pretty good.

They backed Inara and Greg on Again and Again. It was good to see them in a place like McSwells and hopefully they didn’t have the meat loaf. They’re probably off to bigger venues next time. Last night was the last night of their tour. At their website, thebirdandthebee.com it says they’re playing Zankle Hall next March which is part of Carnegie Hall. Maybe it will be affordable.

A mellow night planned ahead, nothing ribald. Juan may be stopping by which should make for an interesting time watching TV, but then again it all depends on what time he shows up, if at all. Tomorrow I’ll go back to work and she how things went without me. I expect a mess.

Here are some clips of the Bird and the Bee.


That’s not McSwells and that’s not me singing though I did singalong last night.

Go Obama!

How Deep is Your Love?

Well it’s a Sunday and it’s quite a nothing Sunday despite the sun finally coming out. It rained last night so there’s a dampness in the air. Last night Bill and I watched Dexter, and I sort of forgotten how good it is. Bill and I are quite enamored of the show and both think Michael C. Hall is really a very good actor.

Then we watched Saturday Night Live which was really good. They are certainly on point this season. I hope they can carry the momentum once past the elections. Of course Tina Fey as Sarah Palin was spot on. The Killers were the musical guest, also good as was Anne Hathaway hosting and Queen Latifah as Gwen Ifill- the moderator of the debates. I wound up staying awake watching Lost until 1:45, falling fast asleep as my head hit the pillow.

Slept until 9:30 and that felt nice. Bill was off to church and I was soon in the supermarket getting the papers. Saw Julio and Stine and the star of the show, Alexander once again. He’s getting more adorable each time I see him. And he seems to light up whenever I’m around. Of course I only see him maybe once a week so he each time he sees me, this exotic creature, it’s something new.

I gave them the John Lennon New York City baby t shirt I bought at the art and music festival last week. It’s for 12 months and he’s only 6 months. Which means I should see if Stine could take a picture of Alexander wearing the outfit my sister sent them a few months ago.

From then on it was pretty much a day of not much. Walked around Hoboken, finished the New Yorker from 2 weeks ago, and also picked up the 40th Anniversary issue of New York. I watched some of ‘From G’s to Gents’ on MTV. Basically the premise is taking thuggish young men and putting them in suits and ties and teaching them to speak and behave like well mannered adults.

Think of it as My Fair Gangsta. It was mindless and just some background noise actually. Probably the only ‘reality’ show I’ve seen this year.

Tonight I’m going to McSwells to see the Bird and the Bee with my brother Frank and two of his friends. We’re even having some dinner together which should be interesting. I don’t think I’ve eaten in a restaurant with my brother since 1999, though it is odd to think of McSwells as a restaurant. It should make for an interesting time I think.

Just killing time right now. Not going to show up on time since Frank rarely is. But he is being picked up by a friend of his and I have no idea about how prompt or tardy the friend is. Like I said, it’s been a lazy day and there’s really no rush.

Listening to the sounds of Hoboken and watching the sunset is where it’s at for me at this present moment.

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Ok, just got back from McSwells, The Bird and The Bee put on a very good show. She’s so personable. In a different day and age I would have told Steve Fallon to get them to do a residency and play McSwells every Sunday night for a month.

Had dinner with my brother and two of his friends. Not the interesting conversation I had hoped for. Mumbly 50 somethings. Between the three of them they were all inept when paying the check and I wound up paying $50.00 for a meat loaf platter and 2 pints of Guinness.

Really hopeless 50 somethings the three of them. Frank gets a pass because of his stroke, but really embarrassingly inept the other two. If they were scamming, they got me good.

I was so annoyed though that I almost didn’t go to the show. Luckily the band was that good they took me out of my bad space and put me in a better space. At one point I went out for a smoke, a young guy followed me.

Nothing like that, mind you. Just two smokers smoking. He just turned 21 two weeks ago and was having a good time. Said it was his first time in a club, never drank underage or anything like that. Went to military school and all that.

It was his first time at McSwells and he asked me if I had ever been there before. I said I used to work there back in the day. He asked what day was that? Thursday?

He then went and tried to hit on two girls also out for a smoke and I went inside. Pints are now $6.00 and forget about buy backs from the douche bags behind the bar. No more tips for them.

If someone brings up an Obama/Bill Ayers connection, just ask them about the McCain/G. Gordon Liddy the convicted felon and his plans for murder connection.

Here’s Hoboken.
or Manhattan from Hoboken
actually NY from Hoboken

A Man and his dog

Alexander in his bouncy thing, looking like Bjork