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I’m Still Here

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So it’s Tuesday. Been an alright day. Starting this entry earlier than usual, because I had a day off you see. Last night was a mellow night. Watched Weeds and The Big C with Bill. Both enjoyable, but once again The Big C got us more than Weeds though Weeds was funnier than it’s been lately.

The Big C really has been the better show lately. Bill went to bed after that, I stayed up and watched Dead Set, a British show on IFC . It’s about the TV show Big Brother which is a much bigger hit in England than it is here.

While people are being evicted from the house, there is a Zombie attack throughout Great Britain. Lately it seems that the UK has a lot of Zombie attacks, from Shaun of the Dead, to 28 Days/Weeks Later (to be followed by 28 Months Later).

While the residents of the house have no clue as to what is going on, the production staff is attacked by Zombies. Some are killed and some later turn into Zombies. And these are Zoombies by the way, not the shuffling zombies from Night of the Living Dead.

Last night was the first installment out of five (I think) and there will be a marathon showing on Saturday night. I plan on watching part two tonight when I get back. Get back from where you ask? Well tonight I am thisclose to actually going out.

I’m going to the Eagle in Chelsea for their cigar night. I have to come up with some ideas for the cigar shop and so I decided to dip my toe in the water so to speak. I haven’t been to the Eagle since the 1980’s when they were on 21st Street. Now they’re on 28th Street.

They used to play rock & roll music which is better than the dreadful house music most gay bars play. And for me, if I’m not digging the music I’m not too happy. It’s supposed to start at 8:00 so I can go for an hour or two and check it out and be home at a decent hour. 11:00 would be nice, midnight would be the cut off.

Other than that it was a fairly busy day. Almost wrote active, but all I did was walk around Hoboken. Some grocery shopping, a stop by CSVRx where I talked to Martin Kelly for a little while. I told him about my applying for a job at CSVRx and he joked that it’s a terrible place to work.

He ought to know since he works there, which is why I messed with the letters. Wouldn’t want our Martin to get in hot water for anything that I wrote and with the intersection of my writing and posting videos with my ‘real’ life, it’s probably better this way.

So that’s been my day so far. It’s a little after 7:00 and I’ll probably head out in a while. Taking the Path train in, unless I see a bus heading into the city. It’s roughly the same amount of walking, at least it is in my convoluted way. Definitely out of the ordinary for me, wouldn’t you think?

Just saw the info regarding taking the bus in. A half hour delay at the tunnel. I guess it will be the Path train after all.

This morning


This evening

I Gotta Be Me

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And now it’s Saturday night. Around 10:30. I got home about a half hour ago. A bit tired. Two more days of work, then two days off which is quite nice. Just got to make it to Monday night. Still relieved at I am not working the Monday Night Football thing.

My distaste for most sporting events is now known. No distaste for the athletes though. Apparently a Jason Taylor came into the cigar shop this afternoon. I think he plays for the Jets. I wouldn’t know, but I can guess since one of his kids was wearing a New York Jets t-shirt.

A long day at the store. 11:30 to 9:30. I was glad to be able to go outside for lunch this afternoon. Yesterday, Calvin asked that I take lunch ad sit in the back room to make the already overcrowded backroom look fuller than it actually was.

Reluctantly I did sit there, re-reading David Rakoff’s Don’t Get Too Comfortable. This afternoon I sat on a bench near the park and started reading Rakoff’s latest, Half Empty. Quite funny indeed. It was too short a lunch in the middle of too long a day.

But it was an awfully nice day outside and I was glad to be able to enjoy it, as well as a fun phone call with Annemarie, out in rainy Northern California.

Woke up this morning with Free Man in Paris by Joni Mitchell in my head. Last night I went to bed with Todd Rundgren’s It Wouldn’t Have Made Any Difference. I don’t know why, there is no explanation as far as I can tell.

I saw Bill for a few minutes this morning as I was getting ready for work. He had just come home from driving a bus to and from Atlantic City. He had some bagels which I could not partake of since I had no time.

A brisk walk up the avenue to the cigar shop with a stop at the Farmer’s Market where I bought the usual organic chocolate chop cookies. This time I did share them with Don & Bradley. Tomorrow it’s work with Don & Sean.

Still no word from the sporting goods corporate office, and all I can say is C’est la vie. They seem a bit flaky, what with the rescheduling and my pursuing them to set up an interview. Perhaps it’s all for the best and perhaps something will happen. The woman who interviewed me seemed to like me enough I suppose.

Tomorrow some emergency drills are taking place at the Lincoln Tunnel in the morning which means I might actually be late for a valid reason. No need to lie, but with some foresight, I should leave earlier than usual to be on the safe side.

I got a late text from Rand inviting me over for drinks tonight, but I had to turn him down. After a long day today and another tomorrow, I’d rather not be hungover. It was an open ended invitation, allowing me to come over and blow off steam which is very nice of Rand & Lisa.