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I slept really well last night despite the fact that Bill was not in bed next to me. I don’t usually sleep that well when he is away but I guess since I did not sleep that well the night before, my body made up for it. My good friend Lois was working retail in Hoboken today and had a quandary as to what to play while she was working.

I asked if she had an iPod but she didn’t. On the way to the bus stop this morning I figured that since I have an extra iPod I would lend her the extra. I was listening to Hot Chip as I waited in the sun across the street from the bus stop. I decided to make a playlist from one of the tracks when all of a sudden my iPod up and died. Or actually went into a coma.

Being in the sun I couldn’t read the message on the device. I tried to reset it a few times to no avail and did not look forward to the music choices that Bradley or Thomas might present. I know they’re good guys and generally have good taste in music but I used to be a DJ and I guess I like to control the music at the cigar shack.

I think my co-workers recognize that if I can pick the music then I am happy and I think they like to make me happy. Or maybe it’s simply a case of ‘letting the baby have it’s bottle’.

No iPod meant I had to listen to people on the bus, in the bus terminal and in the street as I walked to the cigar shack. I was determined though, to find out whether or not I could reset the iPod once I had access to a computer. As luck would have it as soon as I plugged the iPod in the AC outlet it came back to life. Who knows? Maybe when I unplug it it will go back to being Karen Ann Quinlan.

The day at the cigar shack was slow enough for me to write another blog entry for the cigar shack. http://cigarshackasaurus.com It was an easy write as it usually is. Just show me what to write and I will write it Wow 13 minutes left. I just sold a lime green pen case to a woman named Lynn somewhere in Michigan. Poor thing sounded like she had a behemoth of a head cold.

I just want to go home now. Thomas kicked ass all day, definitely getting the lion’s share and then some in sales. I came in second, happy to have put Bradley in third place. Now the Feelies are playing and I can hear the great Stan Demeski on drums loud and clear. Dave Weckerman’s percussion too.

Crazy wiring on the speakers here. I can here the percussion and drum and the bass and guitar sound far away. On the whole, I’d rather be in Haledon. Not really. First we’ll take Hoboken.

The iPod did work on the bus ride home and I listened to Another Day on Earth by Brian Eno. I don’t think I had heard it on the iPod with the ear buds in but it really is a beautiful piece of work. Jeez I love that Eno so much, I even downloaded an app for Oblique Strategies. I’m pretty sure it’s not official but it’s light hearted entertainment, all the same.

Tomorrow is Sunday so that means I won’t be writing. Why don’t you do some writing? Perhaps leave a comment here, or write your own blog.

01 This

It’s Friday and it’s a day off. It hasn’t been that bad, though I did have some difficulty sleeping last night and wound up sleeping an hour later than I wanted to. That’s the price of giving the alarm clock the day off I suppose. I managed to get through the day but as for being productive, that’s another story.

I guess it’s safe to say I wasn’t too productive. But I wasn’t planning on being productive anyhow so I guess it evens out somewhat. Bill stayed up for me when I came home last night and went to sleep a little while later. He’s been sleeping soundly since altering his diet. And more often than not I do too, but not last night. I did follow my own advice and got out of bed around 3:30 and surfed the net for about 15 minutes before finally getting some real sleep.

I barely remember Bill’s farewell kiss, but I do remember asking him if he was driving to Atlantic City tonight. He is, and as of right now he is on the road, or at least 15 minutes ago, he was in Union Township.

I did the usual morning shuffle today, a shower, some coffee and a trip to the supermarket where I waited on a line to have Isis as my cashier. The other register had less people but I think most people like Isis at the Hoboken A&P. Last time I saw Isis was the other day and didn’t realize that I had toothpaste on my lips until I got home.

A nice and subdued breakfast once I was back at the apartment and some more sitting in front of the computer. I’ve been getting plenty of ideas lately but have yet to put the pen to paper so to speak. After a while I went outside. It certainly wasn’t 70 degrees out like it was yesterday. I stopped by the bibliothèque on my journey, returning the DVD of Thor. It wasn’t that bad I think.

I wasn’t paying too much attention to it when it was on. Thor was a favorite superhero of mine when I was growing up. I remember playing with my friends and throwing a sledge hammer around playing Thor. Of course the sledge hammer never went far and did not hurt anyone since it was too heavy to throw any distance. It was more like throwing a hammer and then whoever picked it up would have their turn at being Thor.

Good times indeed.

We usually played Marvel comics characters rather than DC. Marvel’s superheroes were easier to imitate rather than running around with our arms outstretched saying that we were Superman. And Batman back then meant Adam West and no one wanted to be him.

My brother Brian is quite the lucky chap tonight. He won 2 tickets to see Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band at the Apollo Theater tonight and he is taking his son. He’s been uploading pics and comments and they seem to be having a great time though I would be watching the show rather than commenting. Who am I kidding? I would be probably doing both just like Brian.

So it’s a quiet night in Hoboken, especially with Bill on the road. I expect I will be hearing from him once he gets to Atlantic City. I’ll be tracking him via Google Latitude while sitting in front of the computer. I’d rather he be here with me, but that’s how it goes.

I’ll see him tomorrow, probably as I am heading off to work at the cigar shack. He’ll be getting off the bus as I’ll be getting on more than likely. A fleeting kiss will be better than no kiss at all.

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