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Well today was not as bad as I anticipated. I had gotten some reports from Frank Burns of all people, that Zack was none too happy about things on Sunday. I didn’t know what Frank Burns was texting about since he didn’t get into much detail but it was more than likely a red herring from a possum.

I did not dwell on it last night and thanks to some melatonin I slept really well, making waking up a bit of a drag but easily overcome. Bill was as usual up and out an hour and a half before I roused myself out of slumber. Some breakfast, a shower and a nice suit & tie all lined up, I was ready for whatever lay ahead.

Still- after having two days off in a row probably contributed my foot dragging. No neighbor Deborah on the bus but her boyfriend Kevin made the scene, riding a few block to a management meeting at the Wine Bar on 14th and Washington Street. After he got off the bus after some quick chat I stared out the window, looking at the red and yellow leaves on the once green trees covering the lower half of the Palisades.

We were in the city in no time thanks to the excellent bus driver who calls me ‘chief’. A walk through the terminal which was pandemonium on Saturday evening. I was surprised to not hear or read any reports on the mayhem of 500 people running about the terminal as if looking for a great big “W” or being chased by a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

No this was a much quieter terminal this morning. I walked down to the subway and just missed an express train but did not fret too much since a local had just appeared soon after and I boarded that. It was a balmy autumn morning and once I was above ground once again I got myself an iced coffee and headed to work.

Zack was in and didn’t seem as upset as Frank Burns led me to believe. Jerry Vale soon came in so it was going to be us three for the rest of the day. At least half the day since Zack had a Parent Teacher thing that needed attending. Jerry’s been distant lately but opened quite a bit when he started talking about how much he too hates Frank Burns. So that makes me, Thomas and now Jerry Vale who loathe Frank Burns. I guess it’s true, it’s easy to unite when you have a common enemy.

I did wake up to hear that The NYPD moved in last night/early morning an evicted the Occupy Wall Street encampment in Zuccoti Park. Not much news about it since the NYPD arrested reporters who tried to do their job, Conflicting reports throughout the day, judge says they can stay, higher court says they have to move. I suppose more info will come out eventually via the internets.

And for me there is about a half hour left for me at the cigar shack.

03 Another Day

Patience has always been a virtue that I struggle with and today it was made known that I still struggle with it. It wasn’t so bad but in fact I am still in a holding pattern of patience with an anxious front coming in from the east.

Yesterday was a gorgeous day- I walked around Hoboken a bit, cleaned the apartment a bit and did some laundry. All was as planned. Bill had an audition and then attended what turned into a master class on acting. I busied myself at home and around town and even had time for a nap.

I also watched a whole hell of a lot of Harry Potter on cable. I couldn’t resist, for some reason I find myself enchanted by the movies, which got better with each release. Having seen them all I was able to leave and come back and jump right in later in each movie. I still think the last two- The Deathly Hallows Parts One & Two are some very good, very intense filmmaking.

After that I watched Boardwalk Empire during which Bill came home from his master class. Then we watched Pan Am which was a bit lame. I told Bill that they’re bound to be heading up to JFK’s assassination, then the Beatles arrival in the US.

JFK’s assassination would probably figure in Christina Ricci’s storyline since she was a big JFK supporter in his 1960 campaign and they had an episode dealing with the Ich bien ein Berliner story, even bringing up the fact that JFK basically said that he was a jelly donut. It’s a good thing that most everyone likes jelly donuts. And the Beatles did arrive on a Pan Am flight in February 1964, so guess who’s be manning that flight? More than likely our four stewardesses and flight crew.

Bill went to bed at some point during the news following and I stayed up watching I don’t know what on cable. I slept really well once again though I did have to tell Bill that he was snoring again, despite wearing a sleep apnea mask. So for Bill it looks like another visit to the Sleep Research Center is going to happen. Bill hasn’t been sleeping well. He’s been sleeping a lot, just not getting that full restful sleep that we all would like to have.

Thanks to the melatonin I slept deeply, so deeply that I had to ask Bill what day it was before he headed out after kissing me goodbye in the morning.
Today I lumbered out of bed, did my things, shower a shave and heading out for groceries as well as greeting the world with a smile. It’s amazing what a good night’s sleep can do for you. So right now I am hopeful and anxious.

Some texting with Bobby Risotto going back and forth, not immediate texting just a line here and there every couple of hours. It’s been a good day, gorgeous and somewhat warm. It was a good day to be off and a good day to be out. Hopefully days like that will present themselves accordingly, sooner if not later.