All hail, puny mortals!

Well, as of today, I am officially the music dept. mgr at the B&N in Towson. Perhaps I would be more excited if I knew what kind of dough I was making. I haven't been told yet. Apparently I'm supposed to find out tomorrow. Well, whatever, I'm happy to have the job. Work has been keeping me very busy lately, but it's been a good busy.

Looking forward to a lot of things:
1. Moving
2. A visit from the Schlueterrileymetz'
3. Trip to California
4. Day trips to the beach

Hmmm. What else? We've been enjoying not babysitting. I had some seriously stinky farts this morning.

That is all for now.

Broken air gaps

Had a strange dream last night about going to visit Sean in Alaska. I don't think that the dream was factually correct, though, because in the dream going to Alaska meant lots of white water rafting (ok, that might be correct) and also swimming at a huge, sunny beach. And while swimming there (with Sean and my brother) there was a huge wave that was, for lack of a better word, HUGE. It was so big that it had crested and fallen over but then stayed there like that, so it was like a huge roof over the entire beach area where we were swimming, blocking out the sun.

Anyway, in the dream I had lots of adventures with Sean and that was fun.

Last night we went over to Aimee's and saw her new place. It's real nice, seems to be just the right size and it's fresh and cute. She seems very happy there, and of course Jeannie and I are happy for her. We had some pizza and then went for a nice walk to a Baskin-Robbins for some ice-cream. At the Baskin-Robbins, Jeannie and I made a bet about something, and 10 minutes later nobody could remember what we had bet about. We still haven't remembered.

Today I had thought about driving down to the beach for the day, but I checked the weather yesterday and it's supposed to be raining there. So instead I'm meeting the BJ for a lunch at the Rec Room. And we all know what the Rec Room means...tasty burgers! Indeed. I'm going to take a deck of cards and maybe we can play some spades while we eat.

Got some good work done on some songs for the play yesterday. I feel like somethings are beginning to take a little bit better shape...might get some time today to tinker some more...

A Break.

It's been a few days, which is not like me (I'm an egomaniac, in case you've never me t me) but I've been very busy at work and such. Just finished 8 days of work in a row, and I'm looking forward to my days off today and tomorrow. Yesterday was my last day working with my current boss. It was a little bit sad, because we've worked together for almost 4 years, but not too bad. He got another job working in real estate. So I got him a card and a present to wish him good luck. I think he appreciated it.

Last night Jeannie and I decided to have fried chicken for dinner, then we came home and ate it, and as the night progressed we got more and more cranky with each other. Which is not like us at all. So we think that we've had a food-coma induced argument. On my side, I also think that I was very very tired, and a big belly of fried chicken didn't help. Everything's fine today, though. The marriage is safe. Divort averted.

Today with my day off I hope to do some laundry, finish up our dishes, and work on music for Schlueter's play. One of our cars is in the shop, so I'll be unable to do anything today which requires driving, which is a good thing because then I'll get all my chores done and maybe come up with some good stuff for Jen. Tonight I believe we're going to Aimee's new place to hang out.

Work continues to leave me strangely energized, although yesterday was a day that featured some B-crap. B-crap does not leave me energized, but apparently leaves me cranky (see paragraph above).

Happy Birthday Katie!

Tonight went to Jeannie's friend Katie's birthday dinner. Had some G&T's and some red wine, maybe more than I've had in awhile. Feeling comfortably drunk at the moment. It was a good time. We met some new people, had some really good food with lots of desserts, and laughed a lot. a good mix of people.

The last couple of days has been busy, in a good way. Had a job interview for the manager position, it went pretty well. And at work I've been taking over some of the managerial stuff, although I don't officially have the job yet. But it's kept me moving and active, and strangely energized. I don't feel bored at work anymore, I feel very motivated and excited. It's kind of a nice thing, I'm really looking forward to implementing some of the ideas I have for the department.

The CSC shows opened this weekend. I feel kind of bad that I didn't get a chance to see them, but I know there'l be other weekends.

Still having some slight trouble sleeping, probably work related. Or due to the fact that our air conditioner decides to make random strange noises at 5am.

Life seems pretty good right now, for several reasons. Not the least of which is red wine.

Wide Awake

Well, it's 5 in the AM and I've been awake for about an hour and a half. A little while ago I decided to come into the living room, because I didn't want to keep the Jeanners awake with my tossings and turnings. Also thought that maybe laying on the couch would help me fall back asleep, as it sometimes does. No such luck.

Been thinking about work, about how to make the most of this sale that's going to be starting today (Buy 2 DVD's, get the 3rd Free!), which is just sad. I really don't care enough to be letting this stuff keep me awake. But maybe I do, I guess.

Got a nice e-mail from Lesley saying that my absence from the summer shows is noticable and has been noticed. Not sure if it had an underlying motive of tryng to get me to come out and help or not. But, either way, with all the shit going on at work, I gots no time to be working on the shows.

Anyhoo, here are some things of which I have been made painfully aware over the last several months:

Eric cares too much!

Dr. Witz is back on Zoloft.

Character.

Been pretty busy the past few days.

In the past, I feel like I've portrayed my boss in a pretty negative light in this here blog. That's because I usually would only write about him when I was frustrated with him. I have to say, though, that throughout the events of the last week, he's shown a huge amount of grace, character, and just general coolness. I was worried that things would be very tense at work for the next week, but it hasn't been, and it's because he's been very cool. He told me today that he's got a second interview with a real estate company that would pay pretty well (much better than the B&N) and I hope he gets it.

I have an interview tomorrow with our district manager. I'm a little nervous because I haven't really met her and so I don't know what to expect. I usually interview pretty well, though, and I've got the support of my store manager and other folks, so at least I'm going in on a good foot.

Jesus, it's been hot here! When we left town it was about 65 degrees and when we got back it was 90. In the words of Fred Willard (one man who can consistantly make me laugh), "Wha happened?!"

The Regal Beagle

I will condense the last few days into this list:

wedding
breakfast at Aaron's
drive
the REGAL INN
drive
drive
LOST
walk.

That's about it for now.

Doin' it in the Lou

Well, we're here in St. Louis, Jeannie is off getting her hair cut. Maybe getting it cut REAL short, we'll see. I'm at her parents' house, rockin' the dial-up connection.
We've had a good trip so far. Got to stop in Ohio for a brief visit Wednesday night/Thursday morning, had a few hours to talk with Rich, Jen, and Henry. Unfortunately, Brad had to leave for work before we woke up. Everyone seems to be happy and doing well.
Thursday we finished the drive to St. Louis, and went to meet our new neice, Layla Grace Anderson. Jeannie's brother's wife had a baby girl on Wednesday morning, so when we got in on Thursday evening we went to the hospital to meet the baby and see how everyone is doing. Everyone is doing well, very excited and happy. Then Jeannie and her Mom and I went to Olympia for a delicious late dinner of gyros and Fat Tires.
Ran a bunch of errands yesterday, then went to my folks' place for dinner with the whole damned family. It was a good time, although we're getting to be such a big group (17 people at the dinner table), that it's almost getting to be a little TOO big. Maybe it's a good thing that Jeannie and I are out of town, just to keep the numbers down at family gatherings.

I guess the big news is that my boss will be leaving the B&N in about a week or so. So I'll probably be moving up to music manager soon, which I am happy about, but sorry that he had to leave for it to happen. He's a nice guy with a wife and kids and I hope that he finds something a lot better. Anyway, we'll see what happens.

Still haven't watched the LOST finale, but my friends in Ohio were nice enough to tape it for me so hopefully I'll get to watch it in a day or two.

Talent.

Everyone should read Drew's blog today, and then reference his blog from April 18th of this year if you don't know what he's talking about. This, by the way, is Drew (or at least it used to be):

Drew and I became acquainted in high school when I used to borrow pens from him every day in Calculus and Modern European History classes. Apparently, I have the type of personality where I don't bring pens to class, and he has the type of personality where he brings extra ones. And we sat right next to each other. So thanks, Drew for the pens, and good luck with displaying your abundant talent. I don't think he was wearing eye makeup in that picture, but it kinda looks like it, doesn't it?

Jeannie and I get to leave town tonight, stopping in Ohio very late. My plan today is to go to the gym (eating habits lately have been very bad), work on some music for Schlueter's play, and pack my stuff. Also gather cd's for the drive.

Talked to Rich and Brad on the phone the other night, made me look forward to seeing them, although the visit will be brief. Which just means that everything will have to line up so that they can visit B-more this summer.

New Digs

Here's a picture of our new building. We're up on the 3rd floor. We'll be moving in at the beginning of July, hopefully we'll be able to get in a little early, though.

Jeannie and I spent the morning and early afternoon walking around Charles Village, stopping in at some yard sales, and had lunch at a little cafe in Bolton Hill. We'll probably run some more errands tonight and then we start our last weekend of babysitting.

Been working on some music for Schlueter's play over the last couple of days. Also work, and have just been looking forward to getting the chance to hang out with Jeannie all day today.

Breakin' in my new shoes

Today was fine. Been hankering with the internet, trying to find a way to get some music files teleported to Schlueter. Then a normal day of work, waiting for it to end so I could come home and watch LOST and hang with my ladyfriend. Watched the show (a decent episode, makes me want to see next week's NOW) then just got back from a nice walk with Jeannie, talked about what a strange bunch of events had brought us to this point; married, in Baltimore, eleven and a half years after we first started taking walks together. We're both so happy that it just seems hard to believe.

Been thinking lately about the summer, looking forward to driving down to the beach on my days off, with anybody who's available or by myself if everyone's working. I remember a day last summer (or maybe it was 2 summers ago) when I drove down to Rehoboth Beach one morning, early, and went swimming and there were dolphins jumping like 30 feet away. It was pretty amazing. So I'm interested in doing that sort of thing as much as I can. Maybe I can make myself a little less translucently white and yet still avoid the frighteningly intense sunburns of last summer.

Reading Drew's blog made me miss Drew, who I regret only getting to see once or twice a year. But it's nice to be able to read the blog and know that he's still keepin' Chicago freakified.

Yesterday/Today

Yesterday was a bad day. It was Wasnock's fucking last day at work, which bummed me out, and my computer wasn't working right so I couldn't get on the internet, and I had to choose between getting the hell out of town (which I really want to do) and going to a get together to watch the season finale of LOST next Wednesday (which I really want to do). I have chosen the leaving town early, and thus will not get to go to the LOST party. I did manage to sit around most of the night after I got home from work and watch the season finale of Grey's Anatomy, which has annoyed me when I've seen it and it did not fail to annoy me last night. I was powerless, however, to change the channel.

I read Schlueter's play the other night, which I liked very much. It is smart, sensitive, clear, funny, and interesting. And sad. I was crying a little bit when I read then end of it. Also, I'm not just saying that because she's my friend and I'm writing about her in semi-public. If it was crap, I wouldn't be writing about it. I'm looking forward to working on the music, as I think that I might get to play around with sparse solo piano stuff, which seemed to come very easily and be very satisfying to work on for GHOSTS OF HAMILTON STREET. Also, I'll get to play around with the accordion sound on my keyboard, which I've always been impressed with because it sounds like a real accordion. We'll see what happens. For the moment, I'm rummaging through old material to send off to Schlueter to see if she likes it, and her response will help me figure out what direction to go in as I record new stuff.

Today has been a better day than yesterday. I got to hang out most of the day with Elizabeth at work, and we stood around doing not much of anything but shooting the shit. My boss, who's been driving me crazy lately just by being himself and who I wasn't looking forward to working with today, had to leave work early so I spent the rest of the afternoon by myself doing not much of anything, then shot the shit a little bit with Patrick C. when he got there at 3. Then I got to go to the gym for the first time in a long time. Then got home and took a bath while reading the latest, "1000th issue" issue of Rolling Stone, which is a very good read. Lots of little blurbs about many covers over the last 40 years, a nice little dimestore tour of Rock N' Roll.

Now the Jeanners is home, we just finished a nice little funtional dinner of impromptu spaghetti, and we're gonna run some errands and take a walk if it don't rain.

1 more day of work and then a busy day off with plans of laundry, lunch with BJ if he's free, dishes, recording, and a trip to the dump. Also maybe a trip to Soundgarden to check out the new Twilight Singers cd.

ADDED LATER:

Tonight as Jeannie and I drove to WalMart so I could look at some new shoes, I realized that I pretty much have absolutely the best life ever and I've been given way more happiness than anybody on the planet should be allowed to have.

Also, I got some kick-ass new shoes tonight. They remind me of these shoes I saw when I was a little kid, in a Norman Rockwell painting of a hobo-type guy playing a ukelele. Ever since I saw that painting (it's in a book of N.R. prints that my parents have) I've been searching for shoes like them. The ones I got tonight aren't exactly right but they have the same vibe.

FCW

Well, after tomorrow, the B&N will start to suck a little bit more, because it's my favorite manager's last day. Actually, it might suck a lot more, but I'm happy for him because he's going to be an assistant store manager at a different store. So he'll be raking in the dough, which means he'll be able to buy more treats for his bunny and doggies.

Also, my good buddy Jen Schlueter (one of the 2 smartest people I know, the other being her husband Stinky--which one of them is the smartest is a matter of heated and occasionally verbally abusive debate) sent me a draft of the play she's written, which I have not had the pleasure of reading yet, but which I am very excited to read and very excited to try and come up with music for. I hope that I do not let her or myself down.

Jeannie and I have only one more weekend of babysitting left after this one, and then we have our weekends back to wine and dine each other.

Oh shit! I almost forgot to write that the other night I had a dream that one of George Bush's daughters married Vanilla Ice. I have had a few experiences in my life that I would describe as "mystically perfect" or "cosmically perfect", when the universe seems to align in some strange way for a brief moment to give you a glimpse of something supernatural (like when my 3 turds lined up in parellel lines in the toilet, is the only other time I can think of) and this dream was one of those moments. I think when I have a milkshake right before bed it makes me have some whack dreams.

Rainy Day Fun

I must be a special boy, because I got to go out to eat twice today. First, I went to lunch with the Beej at the Rec Room. We both had burgers and G&T's. The burgers were awesome. That place has never disappointed me in the burger department. If anyone out there ever comes for a visit, remind me to take you to the Rec Room for a burger because they're good. Monday nights are half-price burger nights, too. So visit on a Monday.

Then, when my wife got home from work, she decided she wanted to go get some Thai food for dinner. So we took a shower and went to this little place downrown, Ban Thai, which is a cute little place that I had never been to, and had a nice little spontaneous date. And Jeannie looked real cute and it was fun and nice and we talked and it was just about as perfect as life can get.

Unfortunately, that's about all I did today. It's been raining all day and my car is in the shop, so I was pretty much stuck at home, so after I finished the dishes I played a little bit of guitar (a couple of ideas for possible future exploration) and then played Civilization III for awhile. Then I gave myself a haircut shortly before Jeannie got home. So I guess I accomplished everything on my list of things to do, but damn, I really didn't do that much...

Probably more of the same tomorrow.

Happy Birthday!

Today is an important day. First off, May 10 is Bono's birthday. It is also the birthday of my brother-in-law, Tom Hart. Today also marks the 1 year anniversary of my first post in this here god-damn blog. Finally, I am right now, at this very moment, watching my very first televised LOST. I'm all caught up, and now I have to watch LOST on TV, episode by episode, just like everybody else. Now that I'm not watching it every day, my LOST fever has calmed down a bit, but I'm still pretty obsessed.

Tomorrow begins my 2 days in a row off of work, and I'm meeting BJ for lunch at the Rec Room. Burgers and a drink. I'm also going to give myself a haircut and clean our apartment.

Got a nice e-mail from Danny Dolan. I've been meaning to write him, so it was nice to hear from him. It sounds like things are going well and he's working hard and happy.

My ear is currently itching.

The evil, evil rock.

Last night Jeannie had a dream that I was smoking crack. She said that when she confronted me about it I tried to convince her that I hadn't inhaled. I'm having a hard time picturing myself smoking crack... Unless it's ass crack! HA HA! SLAM!

I still feel kinda sick today. But I worked me ass off at the B&N. There were a lot of damned classical CD's that were changing price.

My apologies to Patrick Coursey for inadvertantly placing his blog link below the new link to the to-do list blog. It was entirely accidental, though I'm feeling a bit too lazy to fix it right now. It should be noted, however, that I find Patrick's blog to be more interesting than random to-do lists. Sometimes. When he updates his posts. And when he puts pictures up where it looks like he's been embalmed. I do not endorse web-comics, however. Nor comics of any nature, for that matter. Except Brenda Starr.

I am looking forward to my days off on Thursday and Friday. I hope I am feeling better by then. Jeannie just got home.

Under the Weather

Well, I haven't written much lately, and when I have written it's been boring. What can I say? Life is like that sometimes, I guess. Here' what I've been thinking, hearing, and seeing:

1. Feeling a bit sick. I kind of have a half-cold.
2. Feeling jealous of/happy for Rich in Ohio. I've really enjoyed his blog since he moved. It's like an instant change to happiness.
3. In the good news catagory, Jeannie and I were approved for the apartment in Charles Village and signed the lease on Saturday. We won't be moving until end of June, beginning of July.
4. Work has been uneventful, and a pain in my ass. For a Sunday, though, tonight wasn't too bad.
5. I'm going to buy Don Quixote and The Idiot from the B&N with a gift card that I won. Which should I read first?
6. I need a vacation.
7. Seanyboy has a few new songs on his MySpace. Check 'em out.
8. Jeannie and I absolutely can't wait to move. We're so excited. Also, we are approaching our 18 monthiversary. We're also nearing the end of our babysitting career. We're looking forward to having weekends again, but I think we'll both miss it a tiny little bit, too. Samuel's a good kid.
9. In the new apartment, there's a long-shot possibility that we'll be able to cheaply rent a vacant efficiency apartment below us that would serve as recording/painting studio and storage space. This would be a truly awesome turn of events, indeed.
10. I found a fun little blog that features TO-DO lists that people find and send in. I like stuff like that. I'll link to it on the side...

That's it. I love my ladyfriend, and I'm just waiting to not be so boring.

Someone Else's Poop

Tonight I changed my first poopy diaper. I did not like it very much. That is all I have to say about that.

Blah de blah blah blah.

I'm glad that today's almost over. Work was a bit of a pain, because I had to stay late because my boss called in sick an hour after his shift was supposed to start. Not cool. So as a result I haven't gotten to watch any LOST episodes today, which makes me especially grumpy. Tonight Jeannie and I are babysitting because Kate is working some overtime and asked if we could watch Samuel.

Lesley sent me an e-mail a few days ago and asked if I would be interested in playing some songs before some of the summer shows. I think I'm going to turn her down, because I've developed some sort of strange aversion to playing live. I know that if I said yes then I would be dreading it every day.

Still waiting to hear if we got the apartment. We're assuming everything should go through just fine. We're damned excited about the new place.

Right now some kid is practicing his clarinet a few buildings down, and I hear some papers blowing around in our bedroom. There's something strangely nice about hearing someone practice a clarinet through open windows on a summer night. The clarinet is a funny instrument, and this kid isn't too great. But he's doing some funny trills and stuff.

It still doesn't put me in a good mood, though.

Eureka

Well, the Great Apartment Search of '06 has (we hope) come to a close. Jeannie and I put down a security deposit on a 1BR, 3rd floor apartment at 2831 St. Paul St. in Charles Village. We're very excited. It's real cute, pretty big, and cheaper than the place where we're living now. And it has roof access so we can hang out on the roof and drink beer. If everything goes well and they approve our application and all that, we should be moving at the end of June/beginning of July.

Today we're off to the Oriole's game with Pat and BJ, courtesy of free tickets from Lesley Malin via Pat Kilpatrick. So thanks, Lelsley, for the tickets, and thanks, Pat, for the invite.

When I get a chance to take some pictures of the new place, I'll put 'em up here.

Pat Kilpat

Pat came over for dinner last night, we had some ho-made pizza. I had the day off yesterday and I made a big mess of food, including some mashed potatoes that turned out kind of glue-ish.

We had a good, lo-key time, mainly just sitting and talking and eating. Everyone's looking forward to the arrival of the BJ, who will be living in Baltimore again for a few months during the summer.

Manhandled.

Today at work I saw a man with a strange hand. The palm portion was a normal, man-sized palm portion. But the fingers were tiny, half-sized fingers, both in length and girth. It was kind of like a 6 year old girls' fingers on a man's hand. And it was just one of his hands. The other one was normal, man-zized hand with normal, man-sized fingers. It was strange and bizarre, and rather than point and stare, I am limiting my terrible need to point out a freak when I see one to this relatively private space.

To those who have read INFINITE JEST, I immediately flashed on Hal's description of the grief-therapist with child-sized hands, an episode that I had thought came out of the seemingly endless depths of David Foster Wallace's imagination, but it seems that this phenomenon is real. And it is every bit as creepy as Hal describes.

Tonight I feel fat.

Another End of Day

Jeannie just went to bed. Samuel's asleep upstairs. I'll be heading upstairs to go to sleep in a little while, I guess. It's later than I'd like it to be, and I'm really not very tired. Just eating some corn and catching up on reading e-mail and visiting blogs and whatnot.

Jeannie and I watched the final 6 FEET UNDER last night. It was ok. I think the show ended at the right time. Anyway, we've enjoyed watching it over the last couple of years and now we wonder what we'll do when we're sitting at home and don't feel like going out and there's nothing else to do...

Talked to my parents on the phone today, it had been a week or so since I'd talked to them, and I like to call them at least once a week. I'm ready for a visit home, getting a little homesick, and I miss my folks a bit.

Not much else to write tonight.

HAL

Spent a frustrating day off yesterday wrangling with Jeannie's computer and my computer, both of which seemed to be possessed by the devil. It was not fun. I hate computer problems. I think that the major problems have been fixed, and Jeannie and I were able to salvage the night by watching "America's Funniest Home Videos," eating ice cream, and working on some blurbs that she needed to write for work.

Today had a busy, fast day at work followed by some babysitting. Really don't want to go to work tomorrow. Really wish I could come hang with the cool kids in Ohio.

Life seems to be in a little bit of a rut right now. Not in a terrible way, but I'm definitely ready for a few consecutive days off work. Really, though, I'm the luckiest person alive right now. I love my wife.

Somebody Call SVU...

..cause Jeannie and I just got our minds seriously f'd in the bum. Today, Jeannie found an advertisement on Craigslist for a 2 bedroom apartment in Charles Village for $550 per month. There were pictures included and the place looked great. So she made an apointmemt for us to go look at it this evening, and she was really excited and called and told me about it and I got pretty excited, too. So we went to look at the place and it was large and perfect and had lots of closets and a big ol' bathtub and we just generally really liked it a lot, and after we fell in love with it the lady told us that she made a mistake in the advertisement and that it's actually $550 per month PER PERSON. So there's really no way that we could afford to live there.

So we both kinda feel like we got kicked in the nards / ovaries

Ouch.

"I'm a walker"

Well, it turns out that a nice long walk was exactly the perfect way to spend the day. It's absolutely gorgeous here today, not a cloud in the sky, and all the flowers and trees are blooming. I had thought about taking my camera with me on my walk, and I wish I had because I saw a few things that I would've liked to have taken pictures of, mostly just interesting visuals, little bursts of colors that popped up here and there. Like an orange peel that was laying on the sidewalk, or the orange striped caution signs alongside the road that were against a lush green hill background. There was also a big, rolling field that was part of the grounds of some private place called St. Joseph's Manor, and it had lots of clusters of little wildflowers in it and looked like the perfect place to take a nap on a sunny afternoon.

Took my tunes with me, and I have discovered that my MP3 player's random function tends to favor some artists a little bit more than a healthy random function should. Namely, Stevie Wonder and Fiona Apple (whose new album I enjoy--it's kind of eerie in the same way that Willy Wonka is eerie. Very polished appearance with menacing undertones). It seems to play a lot of Beatles, too, but then again I have a ton of Beatles songs on the player so that makes sense.

As I walked I thought some more about long walks. Like the day I walked to what I thought was the Sears Tower from Rich's place in Chicago. It turns out that it was just the Hancock Building, but when I told Rich that I walked to the Sears Tower he seemed very impressed and a little incredulous. With good reason, it turns out. Also thought about the day I walked from Camden Yards to our old house in Hampden. With a full suitcase. Now that was a long walk. Through some interesting ghetto-ish areas, I might add.

I have decided to not write about LOST anymore because it makes me feel like a loser. I guess it's just safe to assume from now on that I'm watching about an episode a day, legally or illegally, and that I am a raving lunatic about the whole thing. I hope that Jeannie will oneday forgive my destruction of our marriage.

Present and Accounted For.

Yesterday turned out differently than I thought it would....we got an e-mail saying that the warehouse space had already been rented, which makes us sad but oh well, Plus, the disc that Netflix sent to me which I thought was LOST was actually the next disc of 6 FEET UNDER. So I was forced to get my LOST fix in a less legal fashion using my good ol' high speed internet connection.

Inventory went fine, I got home at around 4:30 this morning, tired and bloated and gassy. Then Jeannie and I got up at 7:30 to take the car to the shop. Today I'll be making the long walk to go pick it up, but it's a beautiful sunny day and perfect for a nice long walk.

Tonight we go to look at another apartment.

Green

I will admit that when I read Rich's post (post#101) this morning, I got a bit envious. Mainly I just wished that I could come hang with the cool kids, too. It sounds like everybody is having a good time, except maybe Henry who's apparently getting an ass whipping in Candyland the likes of which he's never previously experienced.

Tonight we're doing a full-store inventory at work, which is a big job and will run into the wee hours of the morning, but anytime I get to go get paid for a shift where I don't have to deal with customers is fine by me.

Also this evening, Jeannie and maybe (hopefully) myself will be going to look at a room in a warehouse as a possible future residence. Both of us have wanted to live in a warehouse for a long time, as it would be a great place to combine living space with recording space, painting space, general "projects" space, etc.

Also, I have a new disc of LOST to watch which means not much useful is going to get done. I am planning on doing the dishes, however. I've already gone online and read synopses for all the episodes on the disc, though (because I'm an addict and I have a problem and I couldn't wait for the damned disc to get here), so maybe I won't watch all the episodes today.

The Whitman book is, as always, good. It's basically a big prose journal. Of course, all the poetry is in there, too, but I usually just stick to the good ol' prose stuff. Have I been reading lots of journals because I've been blogging, or have I been blogging because I've been reading lots of journals?

Fried Egg on Top, Please!

Had a good time last night, went to 'The Golden West Cafe' with the Jeanners, Pat, MAW, and Brian Jacobs (who I don't know very well, but is very nice and very funny). The menu there is kind of strange, but everyone seemed to enjoy their food. I ordered some sort of enchiladas, and what I got was a plate of what looked like vomit with chicken in it, some sour cream and guacamole, and a fried egg on top. It was strange, but yummy. Then we spent some time walking around Hampden, MAW took some pictues, and we enjoyed the nice weather. Then the Jeanners and I came home and watched some SIX FEET UNDER. Since I've become addicted to LOST, I haven't been enjoying the 6FT as much as I used to, but it's still pretty good. But wouldn't it be so much better if they were all stranded on an island?

Today I went to work and it was fine. Tonight we babysit. Tomorrow I go to work. Tomorrow night we babysit.

Jack is not a Dull Boy.

The last 2 days have been very balanced days, nice mixes of chores, hobbies, loafing, LOST, and Jeannie. Here's some of the things I've done:

1. Gone to the gym (twice).
2. Done some dishes.
3. Done some laundry.
4. Recorded some music.
5. Made some pizzas.
6. Walked with the Jeanners.
7. Walked by myself.
8. Gone to the bank.
9. Watched some LOST. (My God that show is addictive.)
10. Finished my Kerouac book. Picked up a book of Whitman's poetry and prose that I'm always picking up and reading some and putting down.
11. Played on the Internet. (MySpace, blogs, etc.)

Hre's some pictures:

This one's funny because it looks posed, yet I don't think it is. Also, there's not many pictures of me after 1995 where I don't have facial hair. Luckily, the G&T glass is covering the vast 3 foot expanse that is my upper lip. I think this was taken in about 1999, at the Dukum Inn, which used to be a pretty decent bar. Plus, Sean looks sort of like a young cowboy Tom Waits. If you don't believe me, look at the inside cover of 'Closing Time.' Actually, the more I look at this picture, it probably was posed.

This next one is in honor of Uncle Rich, who makes his way to Ohio soon. Today?

Hope to see you soon, Richard.