Around 5:00 PM, I stepped out for some coffee. I figured I’d hit the Gallery Cafe, which is literally right up the street from my house. I have one of their old menus around here, and I checked to make sure they were open. Sundays, 8 AM – 6 PM. When I got to the…
Didn’t run my errands like I thought I would. Haven’t showered since Friday. Laundry remains unattended and clothes are piled up in the corner. All my dishes are still dirty. I might have one clean plate left in the place. That said, I had a pretty productive day. Made a lot of headway on getting…
Like I said, today was really lazy. It’s damn near 12:30, and I should probably go to bed, even though I want to stay up for another two hours. Last night threw me off – I was up pretty late. And it’s always easier to slip into a late schedule than it is to claw…
I got a call this evening from Mr. Grumpy and rypunked. I gotta say, I’m not usually a phone person, but tonight’s call was a lot of fun. In the past, I’ve been the quiet one, the guy who just sort of listens. And tonight, I felt slightly more chatty. Which I think is a…
You know, I tend to have a lot of these things. Today, I really didn’t do anything at all. I watched TV and spent most of my time on the couch. Well, it’s worse than that. It’s not like I actually watched anything good – I ended up just flipping through the same crap channels…
I found this link on rypunked‘s blog, and I feel a bit weird for just taking it and posting it here. But hell, sure I’m totally cannibalizing someone else’s links. But this one is so good, I felt it needed to be passed along. Move your feet, by Junior | Senior. It’s a hefty download,…
I’ve been really quiet about the war in Iraq. I have lots to say, but right now… I don’t think I have the focus or energy to articulate things well. I had a great talk with rypunked the other night, and while we both acknowledged similar feelings and perceptions… I’m still struggling with how to…
So I just (about a minute ago) sent off my poem to WBEZ for their consideration. If I’m lucky, I might be one of the folks who reads their poem on air. :) If you’re really interested, hit me up on IM and I’ll show you the poem I submitted. And if you don’t know…
Got into a wonderfully long conversation with rypunked this evening, about the war, about our respective political stances, Michael Moore and scary movies. She had recently seen the Japanese version of “The Ring,” and we compared notes.
I left work early, drove Ben home and plopped down on the couch. Next thing I know, I wake up and it’s 8 PM. I feel pretty good, and the nap did wonders for me. *yawn*
Today, at work… as I let out this big sigh, Ben asked me "Woah Felix. You do some heavy drinking last night?" Apparently, Mr. Jim Beam was still heavy on my breath. That sorta spooks me out, and makes me wonder if I should cut back a bit. Sorta seems like a warning sign. *sips*…
I think I mentioned this site a long while back. But last night, I was drinking just a tad. Well, a bit more than a tad. No dinner seems to amplify things somewhat. I was up until about 2:30 AM, surfing around, catching up on other people’s blogs and going through some old bookmarks. Check…
It’s late. I haven’t eaten dinner. My course of action? UT for like an hour. I’m sipping a few splashes of whiskey out of a mug. And not any old mug, mind you… but a "National Boy Scout Jamboree" mug I got, when I attended the DC gathering, way back in 1985. *sigh* I’m not…
Damn! Got home around 11:30 PM. And the crazy thing is, I was the one who worked the least today! When I got into the office, I found Ben already there. Turns out, he had trouble sleeping and woke up around 2 AM. After tossing and turning, he decided to come in to work at…