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Last night was nice and certainly not as raucous as other birthdays that I’ve had. I’ve had birthday evenings filled with whippets, acid, coke, booze but not any more. It was the first time in a while that a hangover did not follow the next day. I’m not complaining though some madness would have been nice last night.

After dinner Bill went right to bed and I watched TV. Just like any other night. Bill was up and out at 4:00 this morning. Some church function in upstate New York. A nice kiss goodbye, then he was out of the apartment leaving every light on in every room but the bedroom. I stirred about 5 hours later, waking to find the news of Hurricane Ike kicking Texas ass.

Pretty bad down there. I was telling Bill last night about my father working for the Port of Galveston years ago. From the reports this morning there might not be much of Galveston left, not to mention the ports themselves.

I stopped buying the New York Post this morning. I’ve been buying it for a while now, a perverse thrill but it’s mainly been pissing me off. I can read it online and save myself $0.50. Why should Murdoch get any of my hard earned cash? I can afford it, but it’s the principle.

Just too stupid and wrong wing and I admit a certain snobbery when I would see people reading it on the subway or the bus while I sit and read the New Yorker. It’s not right but it’s a fun moment being judgmental. I have had my moments and I’m pretty sure I’ve been judged for doing a lot worse than reading a tabloid. I

was planning on going for a bike ride this afternoon but it looked like rain so I didn’t. Stayed local and walked over tot he river and read the latest Mojo. Ran into Michael Hill who’s always a nice guy to talk to.

I forget who it was a while ago who had something to say about Michael but I’ve never had any problems with him. He even tried to get me a job at Warner Brother music a couple of decades ago but that didn’t pan out. He was soon on his way and I finished the cigar I was enjoying and walked home as it started to drizzle a bit while talking to my sister on the phone.

15 minute walk from Sinatra Park to my apartment all the while talking to my sister about making pesto sauce. I did try to make the pesto sauce and it certainly was not like the pesto that I would have for lunch. I did not buy heavy cream and following Harpy and Annemarie’s instructions it came out badly.

When I would get the penne pesto and chicken for lunch it was creamy and the pasta was covered in a green sauce. This was speckled with some pesto and rather bland.

Annemarie is worried about the cholesterol with the heavy cream but I was planning on only using a dash of it, to liquefy the pesto which is clumpy. And I couldn’t find any info online.

Plenty of info on how to make pesto sauce from scratch, but nothing about a recipe if the pesto sauce has been store bought. We’ll see about tomorrow.

Today’s weather

Sea, Swallow Me

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It’s Sunday yet again. Summer is unofficially over next week. Well next week is the last weekend that lifeguards will be working and from then until next years Memorial Day you can swim at your own risk. Hopefully I’ll get a chance. Not that I’m much of a swimmer, but I can float with the best of them.

Chaz dropped me off last night and I came home and wrote, and noticed that I didn’t apply sun block to my thighs right above the knee. Guess the trunks were rolled down then. They’re pink, my thighs are. Not painful or anything, just last night it was a bit uncomfortable.

I watched the first half hour of a DVD that was advertised on Rod2.0’s blog, called The DL Chronicles. Oh it was bad. Let this be a lesson when you give porn actors non porn roles it usually doesn’t go too well. And this did not go that well. It was 4 episodes from Here TV the Gay premium channel and a half hour was barely all I could take.

That’s when I threw in the History Boys, but I was basically toasted from the day, the sun and the ocean took it’s toll and by 11:15 I was ready for the rack. Bill was with his mom last night so I had the bed all to myself which was good. Had the air conditioner on and slept like a rock.

Woke up around 8:30, slept late. Went out and got the papers and some breakfast. Helped a friend with his photo blog, then walked around Hoboken around noon. Bought some t-shirts at Burlington and some spray on sun block at CVS. Talked to Chaz about the plan to go to Lincoln Center Out of Doors at Damrosch Park.

Patti Smith was headlining a free show and there were a few other bands on the bill including The Knitters, featuring Exene, John Doe and DJ Bonebrake from X and Dave Alvin from the Blasters. I took the bus into the city, reading Alan Bennett.

Wandered around on my way up through Central Park where I saw an excellent Trombone Quartet. I’m not a fan of most brass, but I do love the trombone. Could be from my ska days. Any decent ska group had to have a trombone player, excepting Saxa from the (English) Beat.

Hung out and listened to them for a little while, eventually making my way to Damrosch Park where the Knitters were halfway through their set, ending with a rockabilly version of Born to Be Wild. Met up with Chaz for a few minutes, lent him the latest Mojo as well as the DVD of The History Boys.

He probably found me from the smell of my cigar. We talked for a bit, both of us explaining how exhausted we were from yesterday’s beach excursion. I was sweaty and hungry by then and Bill was home so I bailed before Patti Smith, leaving Chaz to wait for his brother William, my ex-roommate to show up.

I walked back down to the bus terminal, talked to Pedro on the phone who told me that he was hanging out in the Shea Stadium tailgating with 30 other corrections officers. He was ok with the fact that we missed each other, and we both agreed that it was pretty odd that we were both at the same game.

Back home now, relaxing. Bill is on the couch watching the closing ceremonies of the Olympics, I’m listening to his colorful commentary on everything including commercials. Back to work tomorrow. Should be painless and slow.

Have a good week and enjoy the rest of the summer!

Lenny Kaye’s back!

The Knitters