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Goodbye Stranger

Earlier yesterday, I set my alarm clock for the morning. I checked to hear what song was playing and it was Supertramp, Goodbye Stranger. Last night as I was going to bed and check once again to hear what song is playing and it was Supertramp, Goodbye Stranger. I thought it was odd, but it actually harkens back to a time when you heard a hit record on the radio several times a day, if not several times an hour. And it was a song that I like so that was good. Yes, I do like some Supertramp songs.

I remember seeing the first Superman movie with my sister and when Lois Lane pulls up to a gas station the song we heard was Supertramp with ‘Give a Little Bit’ to which Annemarie and I both nodded knowingly.

Yesterday was a beautiful day finally, and I would say about a thousand people were strolling the waterfront in the afternoon. I sat and smoked a cigar and read Gilbert Hernandez’ Julio’s Day, his latest graphic novel. I am usually more into Jaime Hernandez’ work, though I do love both of Los Bros Hernandez equally. Julio’s Day was touching and brilliant and I have to admit my admiration of Gilbert’s story and how he handles gay men and their sexual relationships.

And the slinging rock job fell through. Apparently the head honcho saw something I wrote on the Crack Fancy blog and did not like it. It portrayed his illicit activities in a bad light. I should not have written that the head honcho was a dwarflike functioning alcoholic but I did and right then and there I was shown the door. It was a nice door, I have to say. Made of wood I believe.

And of course with yesterday being gorgeous it stands to reason that today would be cold and wet once again. And that was fine by me since I was not standing on a corner slinging rock anymore.

For Memorial Day Bill and I watched Saving Private Ryan. Great movie and brutal. I aksed Bill during the movie if he thought he would be able to do those things that Tom Hanks and company do in the movie. We both agreed that neither of us would be able to do all that. Then again we’re using 21st century thinking and if we were drafted into the army back then, like most recruits we would be brainwashed into meat for the war machine, so perhaps we would be able to kill or be killed though we would really rather not.

And today’s ear worm:

Yakety Yak

_____ _ _______. _____ ___ _ ______. ____, ______________ __________! _____ _ _________. ____ _____ ___ ____. _____ _ ______ ___? __________ ___ _ ____. And that’s all I have to say about working the present gig.

Lessons are learned or perhaps heeding advice of friends and family. In any event it’s all good. That restaurant is history to me, even though I have been spending time across the street from it, seeing that closet case take down chairs as she sets up for the evening. The string of lights are still out around table 7 making it a dark corner that no one wants to sit it, especially with a topsy turvy table.

Not all mammals are dissatisfied with the low near nonexistent light- that was pointed out to me by a customer not too long before my dismissal. I did tell the closet case but I doubt anything had been done hence the table still shrouded in darkness.

It is Memorial Day weekend and it’s been very wet and cold and damp. Usually in Hoboken, a lot of people leave the city and headed out somewhere, generally down the shore. Not this time. No, a lot of people are staying put, not going anywhere and keeping whatever parking spots that they might have. The sidewalks are not crowded either. Not many people out and about and I suppose most nightlife is dead or flat lining tonight. It is a good night to stay home, but then again I say that almost every night.

I heard from former roommate and old friend Kevin today. I called him, after contact via Facebook. He’s a good guy and I always have a few laughs with him. We swapped stories from our shared past, naming names and general mocking of others. Kevin is the one who gets the drunken phone call at 2:00 in the morning from people from the past. My number is unlisted.

I’ve been busy today and will be busy tomorrow. I had hoped I wouldn’t be busy tomorrow but there you have it. It’s out of my hands and already in my wallet so I had better do the right thing. And then there is laundry. There is always laundry. But that can wait until tomorrow. It’s not overwhelming, and I still have plenty of clean clothes.
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