Monthly Archives: September 2004

So I’ve settled on a plan of action. After work today (which for those of you who don’t know is the Last Day Of The Fiscal Year AKA HellCram For Lazy Government Employees) I shall go to Happy Hour at … Continue reading →

I’m finally reading “The Sketch Book” by Washington Irving, and loving it. It’s antiquated, it’s quaint, and it’s very enjoyable. Frighteningly slow day at work today. Does that mean it will be crazy-busy over the next few days? Wendy’s last … Continue reading →

I’m standing firm in my theory: Glen Campbell’s “Rhinestone Cowboy” unwittingly portrays the ascent of George W. Bush. One look at the lyrics and you’ll feel as if you’re reading a truncated version of his autobiography: I’ve been walkin’ these … Continue reading →

You all hafta check out my friend Jeremy’s ultra cool blog at http://thejeremyshow2004.blogspot.com/ … okay, so he’s not on LJ, but it’s still damn impressive.

Wow, I guess yesterday’s poem was a real big hit … Looking forward to “A Dirty Shame” (the new John Waters movie) on Friday. It’s gonna be playing at Piper’s Alley, 8 o’clock show. And THAT means after-work margaritas & … Continue reading →

TINY FEW american, pride flag red bricks, brown window frame among other things my, my look at them all look at all those stars murdered you, us otherwise engaged, burnt orange of a squashed brunch yellow with terror or, just … Continue reading →

I’m going to see: M83 @ The Empty Bottle, tonight Laurie Anderson @ The Vic, October 27th Quandry: my friend Steven told me that he will probably have an extra ticket to see Franz Ferdinand @ The Riviera, Sept. 30th. … Continue reading →

upsidedownblue posted this recently in his own LJ, and because I agree with it heartily and have been feeling a lot of it myself recently, I’m reposting it here: I am sick to death of Democrats whining about John Kerry’s … Continue reading →

Haven’t heard from anyone (except svenny) about DVD night tomorrow at my place … anyone coming?

Wake up early. Coffee. Rouse Andy. Hurry up, finish coffee. Walk to Broadway. Hot and dark out. No bus. Bus. Slow. Wait for train. No train. Fuck, we’re going to be late to the airport! We are not late to … Continue reading →