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Regulate

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Back to work for me today. Not such a bad thing considering whats going on these days.

Something interesting happened just now. Actually over the past few hours. Quite inconsequential I’m sure, but as I was walking to the bus terminal I was thinking of the Roches, specifically a song, called The Death of Suzzy Roche.

All about how the people in the laundromat want Suzzy Roche dead since she puts on airs and acts like the queen of the laundry. I thought of it a few months ago and texted Kathe Charas with the line, ‘Everyone in the laundromat is equal’ to which Kathe texted back, ‘Suzzy Roche!’

And I was thinking about that and then thought about Seinfeld, the episode where Elaine goes by the name of Susie which made me think about Suzzy Roche. Well that particular episode is coming up tonight on a repeat of Seinfeld.

Synchronicity- it hardly ever happens. I guess that’s the high point of my day. Sad isn’t it?

I got up earlier this morning than I’ve been getting up lately. 6:30. I did my thing and Bill eventually got up and dressed while I was still puttering around. I was out at the usual time oddly enough. Walked though midtown to my office, in earlier than usual despite catching a later bus. It was quiet again.

A large part of my day is now spent looking for things to do. I did spend almost an hour at the post office, it was that crowded. A never ending snaking line. I wisely brought my iPod and listened to N.A.S.A.

Got back to the office about 15 minutes before it was time for me to go. Of course Vivek was in by then and asked if I wouldn’t mind going to the post office for him. I rolled my eyes and gritted my teeth, (or was it rolling my teeth and gritting my eyes) and Vivek said I could just put it in the mail box tonight so I did that.

Came home and as I was changing out of my work clothes, I get a call from Julio. He never calls anymore. He asks what I’m doing and I tell him I’m hanging up my suit. He asks if I would like some ice cream and he knew what my answer would be.

He came up a few minutes later with a few gallons of Breyers chocolate ice cream and chocolate velvet ice cream and low fat chocolate ice cream and some Klondike Bars. Apparently they’re shooting a table top for Breyers Ice Cream and have a lot at his studio. I

t was fun to hang out with him if only for a few minutes. He had to leave shortly after coming up since Stine was making dinner and climbing the walls. Julio told me that Alexander is now walking and you have to keep an eye on him all the time.

Poor Stine, with the baby all day. Nerves are frayed for all concerned with the exception of Alexander. We did have a shot of Gammel Dansk, a Danish liquor that I’ve had in my refrigerator since Julio and Stine gave it to me a few years ago. A bit like Jagermeister. A nice buzz that is gone now.

No photographing Bill at the studio tonight, no session at all. I don’t mind, I’m home and I have a lot of ice cream. Not that I’m eating it all tonight. Not me.

Though those Klondike bars do look enticing. I can hear them calling my name. Must. Resist. Cannot. Succumb. Must…be…strong. So far so good. It’s been 5 minutes and I’m good. No chocolaty goodness for me!

This just in: Dick Cheney is STILL A DICK!

Love Letter to Japan

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Well today is spring ahead, fall behind time. I usually set the clocks before I go to sleep but didn’t. I found myself sleeping in bed at 8:30 when the phone rang. It was Bill and it was actually 9:30. Not that I had to go to work, it’s just that I rarely sleep that late these days. No bother though. I stirred and got ready to head out in the world.

I checked my email to see if a poster that I ordered for Julio and Stine had been delivered and it was. I told Julio about it just as he was getting sick a week or so ago and I tracked the package that said it was delivered to Julio’s place of work. I called him up and he remembered that I told him about it being delivered to him. Everyone likes the poster of a kitten hanging for dear life with the caption, Hang in There Baby, Friday’s coming and I hope they’re happy with what I got them.

I also picked up some bagels and newspapers and visited Julio for a few minutes. They were trying to put Alexander to sleep so no seeing Superboy for me, and no Stine either. Came home and listened to The Bird and The Bee, Ray Guns are not Just the Future which is very good but Jenny Lewis’ Acid Tongue is really the best.

Juan turned me onto Jenny Lewis when she was in Rilo Kiley a few years ago. Now I have the music but Juan is nowhere to be found. I guess he’s doing alright. If he’s anything like I was when I was all those years ago, we’ll probably never see each other again. Nothing bad happened, just moved on to other people to hang out with. And so it would be perfectly understandable if he did the same.

Saturday Night Live was awfully funny last night, though Ray LaMontagne was a bit of a bore as the musical guest. Dwayne Johnson, formerly known as The Rock was hilarious and he’s a nice piece of eye candy. The opening number of him singing and dancing was a keeper for sure.

I also watched Oliver Stone’s W. That was engrossing. Apparently Colin Powell comes across as a flawed hero, Dick Cheney the evil behind the throne and Dubya of course conflicted with daddy issues and an empty head. It was interesting to watch if only for the impersonations rather than the story itself.

Elizabeth Banks was wasted as Laura Bush and Thandie Newton looked constipated as Condoleeza Rice. Bruce McGill reprised his role as D-Day from Animal House. No wait..he played George Tenet. It was like a car accident. You hated to look but with just a glance you couldn’t take your eyes off it. Recommended only if you have 2 hours to kill and there’s nothing else on.

Today I made a trip to the Newport Mall. Hadn’t been there in a while and it seems to have fallen on somewhat hard times. Not too many people there on a Sunday afternoon. I bought some boxer briefs (microfibers, yes!) and some socks. Doing my best to stimulate the economy.

I walked back to Hoboken, a nice walk on an overcast day. Spoke with Annemarie and Bill and I’m glad to be back on track with both of them. I think they’re glad as well. Back to work tomorrow, another 4 day work week. Ho hum.

when the party's over...

when the party's over...