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I’ve Known the Garden

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Thank the gods it’s Friday! Yes, I know it’s Monday but for me it’s Friday. That makes tomorrow Saturday and for you it’s more than likely Tuesday, Yesterday, Thursday for me, Sunday for you wasn’t so bad. It was just me and Don and Sean.

We actually had a fun day. Maybe fun isn’t the right word, but it wasn’t so bad. It was dull as all hell though. I had the pleasure of walking up and down Eighth Avenue at the beginning of the day and also walking back to the bus terminal at the end of the work day thanks to a street festival.

None of those idle tourists standing on the sidewalks, drunken office workers smoking outside of bars and pubs. Not for me, I walked down the middle of the avenue, marching in my own parade to the beat of my own drummer which is the usual.

Came home last night and had a couple of greasy slices of pizza for dinner. Bill was in the city working on a play at the Nuyorican Poets Cafe and I hoped he wasn’t getting some good pizza. He called when he was on his way home and asked if I wanted him to order a pizza from one of the good joints in town, but I told him not to since I had pizza already.

We watched Boardwalk Empire which out of all the episodes so far, this was the best. And Mad Men was pretty good too. I think I might be finally getting into Mad Men. Better late than never I guess. Bill went to sleep and I soon joined him around 12:15.

Woke up early. Wanted to get a haircut. Tony my barber was in physical therapy and wouldn’t be there in time. I was supposed to have two interviews but the first one asked for a reschedule. The other interview was arranged today, this morning, and it seems like the better job.

I really hope I get it. Then again, I really hope I get any other job besides the one that I have. The American Intramural College things office manager position is something that I’m abandoning hope in. The offer was made in August and here we are in October and not one word from that camp.

C’est la vie.

Today at the cigar shop was somewhat busy, and quite dull. It was Calvin and Bradley. And tonight was the first game of Monday Night Football. $50.00 gets you some free lackluster cigars and pricey Chinese food and some rum.

Not my type of evening since I don’t like Chinese food so much, I can do without the rum and I can definitely be rid of football and Monday Night Football forever. So I was able to get out of tonight’s event, the next one is scheduled for October 25 which would make it imperative that I get out of the cigar shop by then.

That wouldn’t be too much to ask for, would it? I should think not. Just get me out of there, by hook or by crook!

Wearing my Russell Means pin by Andy Warhol in honor of Columbus day

I’ll Cry Instead

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The Beatles. John Lennon. Me. That’s what I hoped to write about today. I thought today was going to be an easy day. I did everything right, everything else was wrong. Last night I asked Bill to make sure I was up by 8:30 when he was supposed to be heading out.

I woke up before Bill did. No matter. I did my thing, shower, breakfast, coffee, email. Bill was super supportive before heading out, kissing me goodbye, telling me I am adorable and smart and things like that.

A few minutes later I headed out around 9:20. My barber Tony is back for a few days and I had hoped to see him for a haircut. But as I walked by someone was in his chair so I kept walking and picked up some dry cleaning instead.

Came back home and got dressed for work. Saw the 10:15 bus go by but had no worries since I was going for the 10:30 bus. A bus arrived at 10:55 and I asked the driver if this was the 10:30 bus. He said it wasn’t, they were late and it was behind the 10:50 bus.

Of course with one bus being late that meant the bus would be very crowded and it was. Luckily I phoned in and said I was going to be late. Don answered the phone and suggested that I take the train.

As if the trains run normally on weekends. In fact last night on the news they said all trains running this weekend will be running on a service schedule. Oh and they’re raising the fares to $2.50.

I made it to the shop a half hour late. No one minded. They were playing the Allman Brothers for some idiotic reason. The only reason to play the Allman Brothers in my book is a reason of idiocy.

The day proceeded without incident but the new guy, Bradley is really trying too hard to make friends with everyone and tried showing off his ‘dark humor’ by making jokes about John Lennon’s murder. Truly that is how to score points with me.

I did have a nice phone call with Annemarie for a few minutes. She seemed to be having a good day, so that was nice. After lunch, the usual jerk offs and vaginal slang came in today and I did my best ti minimize contact.

I was able to play selections by John Lennon and the Beatles which was nice. Some people complained and I did want to plug into the celebration of John Lennon’s life. I had wanted to see the documentary they were showing for free in Central Park and I had hoped that I would be able to attend, but working the joyous hours of retail made it impossible.

I left the store on time, after closing up the shop and made it to the terminal only to find a long line waiting for the bus. I was the absolute last person allowed on the 60 person capacity bus, unable to stand behind the white line, I hung on for dear life while the driver sped through the Lincoln Tunnel.

People eventually got off and other people got on the bus but hardly anyone made room for myself and the new people hanging on by a thread. Now I’m home, feeling beaten.

Happy 70th Birthday John Lennon.