Wasting time with Jet

My EAGLES loss...

FUCK.

SAW 2 was the number one movie this weekend. Kicked Zorro's ass easy 30 Mil to 15.

I plan to Rent part 1 and see Part 2 in the theaters tomorrow, then head down to the Village and take some pics at the parade.

After that I'm taking a break from the blog, seriously this time.

Aside from the HNT entries, nothing new is going to be posted here till December.

I'm going to work on updating the The TV Show Blog.

I'm not going to call Lena Lay (How cool is that name by the way?!?!?)

I don't even know if I'm going to the Concert Tuesday.

I'm very, very, VERY pissed right now.

"Supernatural" the TV show is starting to grow on me...

"Blair Witch" was on the FX channel today, and I dared not looked at it.

I'm going to look at my "Halloween Movie Collection" which consists of the following
*"From Dust till Dawn"
*"The Grudge"
*"Vampire Hunter D:Bloodlust"
*The Original "Vampire Hunter D" movie
*"Resident Evil 1 & 2"
*"Blade 1, 2, & 3"
*"John Carpenter's Vampires"
*"Dracula:2000"

Don't ask how am I gonna look at all of 'em I just am...

I am pissed off to the highest of pissivity.

I also think the gorillaz new single, "Dare" is cool.

But not as cool as "Feel Good Inc."

I'm going to stop listening to that song till the Eagles make the playoffs.

We're gonna try to take a family picture at Target this saturday.

If the Eagles don't make the playoffs I'm going to sell everything I own and move to New Zealand.

In the past five years our family has failed to take a family picture in a department store photo studio. Something always goes wrong.

I really hate the Denver Broncos.

I gotta stope typing now...

See you in December...

A while back in June, I tried to set up an "appointment" to end the evening of the Dave Brubeck concert on a high note. (Something about Jazz, it brings out the romantic in me...) The girl in question had her own website and her schedule had her coming to the city around that time. I left a message with the intent of seeing her. Her plans must of fell through because I didn't get a reply in time.

Fast-Forward to today...I'm checking my hotmail account because it had been awhile and I get a email dated 10/21...She's coming to the city from November 2nd to the 6th! So naturally "I gets da Thinkin..."

Now, if I was working a steady job at the moment, there'd be no doubt in my mind, BUT since I'm in between gigs at the moment, I gotta be reasonable. Then I thought of something...

A certain ticket to a certain Gwen Stefani concert at MSG tuesday...

The plot thickens...

I could sell my ticket on craigslist and use the money to get me a lil' somethin' somethin...

But I've been waiting for this concert all this time...The Black Eyed Peas are opening for Gwen, it's gonna be a great show, but who goes to concerts by themselves??? Isn't that pathetic?!?!? Why suffer the embrasassment, yet again?

Decisions, descision...

the clock is ticking....along with other parts of my anatomy.

Bowled a sorry-ass "108" last night in two games at my Bowling Meetup. There were only 6 of us this time. Five guys and loopy female Meetup Organizer who takes her role a little too seriously. Good news, thou...they said the meetups may move back to 42nd street when it gets colder for the winter.

Now, in current events...Halloween seems to be the beginning of "OUTing Season" as two "somewhat" famous celebs have decided to tell the world they're gay.



Olymipic gold winner and WNBA star Sheryl Swoops of the Houston Comets announced this past week that she's a lesbian. I don't think people will mind despite women's basketball being a close contact sport. Hell, it may make things interesting if they add some mud in the mix, let the ladies get "Dirrrty" like the Christina video and more people may start watching the games!

And now this morning I hear Star Trek Star George "Sulu" Takei has announced that he's gay.



Sulu...AFT Torpedos, FIRE!....HA!, Just Kiddin' No wonder KIRK got all the green babes...

You've seen it around, but in case you haven't here are the rules.

My "yes"s are in bold. An "*" is something that I have not done but would like to do.

I have had sex while wearing a blindfold.
I have blindfolded someone else during sex.
I have had sex while watching porn.
I have had sex while surfing porn on the Internet.
I sleep better after sex.
There are some nights I cannot sleep without sex or masturbating.
The bed is NOT my most favorite place to have sex.
I am turned on knowing someone is watching me masturbate.
I have masturbated for someone over a web cam.
I have had sex over a web cam.
I will have sex with someone I just met if they turn me on.
I have been tied up during sex.
I have had sex with someone who was tied up.
I have dripped wax onto a lover's body.
I have had a lover drip wax onto my body.
I have a foot fetish.
I have a leather fetish.
I have a tickle fetish.
I like being choked during sex.
I have had sex in a burning building.
I have erotic art on display somewhere in my residence.*
I enjoy nudie magazines.
Erotic toys are a regular part of my budget.
I think PLAYBOY is tame, maybe even boring.
I have clicked on porn links in my email.
I know the difference between girl/girl and lesbian sex in porn.*
I have watched more than one gay/lesbian porn video.
Much of what I know about sex comes from porn.
Interracial sex turns me on.
I think we should do more to understand the cultures of sex.
I would participate in sex research given the opportunity.
My current lover does not sufficiently meet my sexual needs.
I currently have a "crush" on someone of the same sex.
I have had sex at my place of employment. (former place of employment)
I am often disappointed in my sexual relationships.
Some people might describe me as a nymphomaniac.
I am difficult to live with if I'm not having sex on a regular basis.
I sleep better with someone snuggled up next to me.
I have had sex under water.*
I have had sex in the snow.*
I am in a polyamorous relationship.
I have to have music playing while having sex.
I have had more than ten orgasms in one night.*
I have flashed strangers.
I have given sex as a gift.************************************
I have set-up a three-way for my lover.
I stopped during this list to have sex.

extras...

I have had sex under the stars.*
I had had sex while in a bar.
I have had sex at a strip club.
I have had sex while driving a car.
I have had sex in the back seat of a car.*
I have had sex in a movie theatre.
I have had sex with a man.
I have had sex with a prostitute. (I prefer the term "Escort")
I have had sex while in a restaurant.
I have had sex in a stairway.*
I have had sex in a public park.*
I have had sex in someone's backyard.*
I have had sex while wearing a mask.*
I have had sex while wearing women's clothes.
I had had a 3some with 1 other guy and a girl.
I have had a 3some with 2 other girls.
I have had sex with 2 different women in 1 night (other than a 3some).
I have had sex with 3 different women in 1 weekend.
I have been involved in an orgy. (DJ'd)
I have been involved in a gangbang.
I have had sex on a train.
I have had sex in the rain.*
I have shared a woman with another man.
I have been watched having sex.
I have watched others having sex.*
I have had sex with strangers.*
I have had sex at a ballgame.
I have had sex at a concert.*

And a few more...

I have had sex with family members in the other room.
I have had sex completely naked (Socks Too!)
I have a book of various sex positions
Everything I know about sex comes from erotic littature.
I have had sex on a fire escape*
I laugh during sex
I talk dirty during sex
I think about guys while having sex (other than your partner)
I think about women while having sex (other than your partner)

When you shout "Hello." in a cave and all you hear back is your own echo, obviously the people in that cave are not interested in speaking to you. So, in reference to that certain someone I was trying start communications with, let's pretend I didn't mention it, okay?

Please look over here, please...

*POOF*(Whine...)

There, you've just been Neuralized

Moving on...

In the wake of mom seeing those pictures of her naughty cat lying everywhere in the house where it shouldn't, I went up to the Target Department store in the bronx in hopes of finding some pet beds. Living in manhattan, we're still not used to Target. It's right up there with "Wal Mart" or "Costco" or even "JC Penny". All we know is Macy's, K-Mart, and Sears. We just got a few new Best Buy's over the last three years. Thus, when I arrived at the Target store, I was a bit overwhelmed....and disappointed. The place IS vast, yet there's nothing there you want, you need, or you're looking for. It's a place full of unnecessary knick-knacks! When I finally found pet supplies, the shelves were almost empty. There were only 2 thin pet beds left. I was going to get two, but I hate taking the last item in a store, if there's only one or two left it's usually because they're defective or returned. Also, they were pink, and there was no way my cat was sleep in something pink!

The store was starting to get crowded with the after school teeny-boppers (Why the hell would they hang out in department store is beyond me...) so I made tracks quickly. Walking around the area a bit I found a regular pet store and some nice tiger-striped beds that should be big enough for that sumo cat of mom's. Indy will be snug as a bug in his. We agreed to get two of the same beds so the cats won't fight over one particular bed.

When I got home, I dropped the beds in the living room and got my PSP ready for my PSP meetup. It had been awhile since I'd been to one because of all the damn rain, but I made an effort to go to this week's at Grand Central. I tried to call JOE and invite him along since he takes the Long Island Railroad from that station. He called me when he was around, I told him to head for the food court downstairs...but he never showed.

There were a lot of new faces at this meet up, PSP popularity was growing. Now with "Grand Theft Auto:Liberty City Stories" out, most of the members were playing each other in "Shoot-em-Up" Deathmatches. For technical reasons too hard to explain, I didn't buy a copy. I found an ISO (more techno-babble that'll take too long to explain...) that works, but it hasn't been cracked, yet. In time it will be and I'll be able to join in on the fun, but by then there'll be a new flavor of the month that'll attract everyone's attention.

We're a wild bunch at these meetups, trash-talking, whooping and hollering...the rest of the food court must of thought we were crazy. After the games, someone showed off a PSP-UMD (Those are the Disc that the games are played on.) from japan that had some porn loaded on to it! These pervs, hooting like dogs while seeing some japanese girl getting humped while wearing a scuba mask! It was the most bizzare type of porn I've ever peeked at...sick!

For the first time (Since I wasn't working...), I stuck around for the "Afterparty" which usually was at a bar, a favorite among the group called "Blaggards". The bar was nice, good atmosphere, a couple of tv's, a good jukebox...it was a regular "Cheers". I was getting hungry so I order some mozzerella sticks and some french fries. The fries were okay, but the sticks were HUGE! They should have called them "Logs". Since I don't drink I had to settle for a club soda, I can't stand that crap but it's the only thing I can drink that makes me look like an adult around people.

The guys were wildin' out with the japanese porn again in the bar, everybody kept shouting "scuba!" like some sort of catch-phrase. The group has around 15 guys and only 3 female members. It's cool to see chicks into video games, but I'm not really trying to hook up with someone from a group like this. I go to be around fellow gamers, trade stuff and check out other games that I usually don't play. A female memeber did announce she was going to see "Jarhead" on November 5th as a side outting, me and about 4 others said we'd join her...anything to get out of the house, right?

10:30pm rolled around and we all called it a night, still giggling "scuba" to ourselves. I got home at 11:30 and surfed the web a bit.

Still no word from "Secaucus" 'bout the next project. If I don't hear from them, Monday I'm filing for unemployment. Tomorrow I have a Bowling meetup imma try to go to. I haven't been to one since they changed the venue from the Bus Terminal in 42nd Street (Which was crosstown from the UN and very convient) to down on 23rd street and Chelsea (Which WAY out of my way...).

Halloween's coming monday also, I still can't find a good "Hurley" wig. I thought about buying an afro wig and cutting it in half, but I don't think that'll work. The shape has to be perfect. I also realized that Hurley has no mustache, aside from a shadow, he's clean shaven (No goatee either...). Oy! I dunno, I'm just not in the halloween spirit like I was a year ago. Being here with mom for 6 months now feels so agonizing. This time of the year (November and December) brings back old painful memories...and being back in this house is not helping.

*sigh*...I wish I COULD neuralize myself...

here lemme try...

*POOF*(Whine...)

Bai Ling. You may remember her from "Wild Wild West" or the eyeball obsessed chick from "The Crow". She would have been in "Star Wars:Episode III" but she did this spread in Playboy and George Lucas had her scenes removed from the movie.

Now she's going to be on VH1's "But can they Sing?" starting this Sunday...

There's a new trend in the blogger universe. Thursday has be ordained to be the day to show some skin in a scandelous pic of choice. So drop by every thursday (Till at least the end of the year...) for a new unique pin-up selected by me!

Toodles!

It's official, I AM the terror that flaps in the night...I am Darkwing JET! (What would that be?, a plane with black wings?).

I don't know WHY I can't sleep at night, well, it's sorta because I'm home all damn day sleeping! But seriously, I've been wanting to go out anywhere (Temp agency, movies, other things I've put off till now...), but this damn rain has been fucking things up! Too much rain, man! I had to deal with that Saturday while looking for my DVDs (Which came in the mail today, thank you!...BLISS!).

Still, today consisted of me trying to download a working PSP ISO of "Grand Theft Auto:Liberty City Stories". For hours I downloaded file after file but coming up with nothing till I finally got one from BitComet around 7pm. THEN I had to hack my way through time and space to get it to work. I came close around 3am, then tapped out of the matrix for a spell.

Now that I got my package from amazon.com and the rain finally stopped, I plan to hit the streets in around 5 hours or so.

Getting a bit off topic for the moment, I just wanna say I HATE this new Black Eyed Peas song, "My Humps". I saw the video for the first time last friday and I thought..."Oh, That's a little different than what I'm used to by them..." Now, 72 hours later, nails on a chalkboard sound better!

I dunno, maybe the video's the thing that pissing me off...seeing Fergie go "Blu Cantrell/Hit them Ni@@as up for their money-bling-bling" leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Everything about the song just turns me off to the point that I may skip the Gwen Stefani concert at MSG next week (Betcha I could get a pretty penny scalping my ticket on craigslist...)

Maybe I need to stop watching VH1 between now and then to clear my mind, but I really wanted to get that off my chest.

Another thing that's been keeping me up (While waiting through endless downloads) is the fantastic discovery I have just made! I have found a kindered spirit among the blog world and she has taken my attention like a new york city pickpocket. I have become enchanted by the possiblities of contacting this fair maiden, for I have dared not commented on her blog which could be traced back to mine, but instead dropped a friendly email her way in hopes of getting a response.

For the last two hours I have been reading every post, accuiring knowledge and wondering...how to play this out...

I would say more but then again I may have said too much...

Stay tuned!

8:40pm Monday night, Cell Phone Rings...

JET:"Hello?"

JOE:"Sup, man."

JET:"Sup, dude, how's it goin'?"

JOE:"Cool, man...Congrats on those EAGLES winning man..."

JET:"Thank You, Thank You..."

JOE:"...That shit was close, man, I know you happy."

JET:"Always, man, Always...um, How'd your BILLS do?, I didn't see SportCenter..."

JOE:"They funkin' loss, man...."

JET:"Awww, man, damn..."

JOE:"Yeah, man...Oakland, who knew?"

JET:"Damn. Well, THIS may cheer ya up...I found a code for "HOT SHOT'S GOLF" that starts you off with everything done.

JOE:"What?"

JET:"Yep, all the players, all the items earned, you just play like you won the whole game, go nuts...."

JOE:"Oh, shit, son...Is it complicated?, like some crazy ass konami code Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right shit?"

JET:"Nah, man, nah. Just start a new game with a certain name, and that's it!"

JOE:"What name?"

JET:"You gotta pen?...it's "5", "T"...all caps, "N-as in Nancy", "E-as in Eric", "P"...

JOE:"T"? again? is there a space between any of this?

JET:"No "P-as in Peter", and no spaces..."

JOE:"Okay, "5TNEP..."?

JET:"And "O", the letter "O" not the number zero. That's it."

JOE:"What the hell kind of code is this? Did you try it?"

JET:"Yep, it works...Just make sure to take out your memory card when you do this, or you'll erase your previous games for the umpteeth time!"

JOE:"I-ight Cool"

(A sudden loud noise echoes in the background...)

JET:"Damn, where the hell are you?"

JOE:"I'm heading out to my car parked in Jamacia, I'm on the ELLE-EYE-DOUBLE-R (LIRR)."

JET:"Oh."

JOE:(Lower Voice)"So...did you call her this weekend, you chickened out, didn't you?"

JET:(Sucks teeth):"Nah, I actually called, man...but there was no answer, no nothing, the phone probably got trashed."

JOE:"Awww, man...that's messed up. I know you were looking forward to hitting that again..."

JET:"Yeah man, *sighs* It's not meant to be..."

JOE:"Cheer up, man...I'll hook you up."

JET:"Nah, man...I'll get through this, I just need to get outta..."

JOE:"I mean it, man...I'm going to find a girl for you..."

JET:(Growls)"JOE, now we'd done been over this...You a father of three. It's gonna be hard for those kids to look up to you, you being in a wheelchair after I BREAK YOUR LEGS!"

JOE:"(laughs)"C'mon man, I'm serious..."

JET:(angry)"So am I, man! Don't..."

JOE:"Look, I'll ask this woman sitting next to me..."

JET:(screams)"JOE!"

JOE:(faint)"Hi, would you like to have sex with my best friend?"

JET:(screams)"Damn YOU, BOY!!...I'm gonna KICK YOUR ASS the next time I see you! I'm hanging up!

JOE:(screams)"YO, SHE SAID YES!!!..." (CLICK!)

I Hang up the phone...

Two minutes later the phone rings and I refuse to pick it up...five minutes goes by and it rings again, I then grab the phone and turn it off!

JET:(Growls)"Asshole."

That line always made me laugh in the TV Edited version of Sean Connery's "Medicine Man". Just the way they chopped it up and everything...in the original version he's cursing up a storm.

I wonder if people reading this blog realize that 80% of my Post Titles are from TV or Movie Quotes and Song Lyrics...I wonder if they even care.

OKAY, here's the scenario...

Mom's out in Rhode Island...

It's FREAKING raining again...

...and I'M HORNY AS HUMANLY POSSIBLE!!!

No coin flips this time, no games of chance or anything, I take a long hot shower, set aside my Johnny-Cash-Black Slacks and Shirt combo.

12 Noon I'm on my cell phone with LOVELY's card in my hand getting ready to set an 3 O'Clock appointment...

AND....

the call doesn't go through.

No disconnected recording, no busy signal, no nothing, the phone just beeps twice and the dial tone comes back.

If it was a cell phone number, I'm pretty sure the cell phone's been discarded or something.

It HAS been 8 months since that fateful evening of erotic bliss, and I guess it was meant to be just a one night thing.

*SIGHS* I'm never gonna see her again, ever...

This is where the sad violin music comes in...

So it's rainning, I'm alone, and I don't know what to freaking do...IS THERE SOMEONE OUT THERE THAT CAN PLEASE HELP ME GET LAID!?!?!?!?!

My God, I sound like Charile Brown during that christmas special.

I keep the card, just for the hell of it, take off my robe and walked naked around the house for a bit then went to my computer and logged on to craigslist.


It's slim pickings after awhile. No one's remotely close to LOVELY's beauty, she was definately one of a kind.

There WAS one girl who came close, but she only provided OUTcall, and I wasn't about to let someone come here...not even for sex.

I buried my head in my pillow in fustration...After the week I was having this past weeek, today...today was supposed to be my payoff.

I surfed the internet all day while the rain poured on.

At 6pm, I got fed up. If I wasn't going to have sex, I was going to partake in SOME form of self appricatition! I got dressed and left the house...I headed to the village. There was a Tower Records a few blocks north of Houston and Broadway, and after months of waiting on Blockbuster.com I was going to treat myself to some hard to find Anime "Cowboy Bebop" DVDs.

I know it seems a bit crazy, but from my Nickname, anybody can tell I'm obsessed with the show. I'm obsessed with all classic or unique cartoon shows. I like to relive my childhood by indulging in the likes of "G.I. Joe", "Transformers", "Centurions", "Thundercats", why at the beginning of this blog back in January I had just ordered homemade copies of "Bionic Six" DVDs.

"Cowboy Bebop" is up there on my list. 26 episodes divided in 6 DVDs, and so far Blockbuster Online has only hooked me up with one, "Session 4" (Which had the weirdest set of episodes from the series.), well I would see if I could get the others on my own with a trip to the village.

The area had changed since I was down there last. The last time I was around this area, I was working nights at a law firm scanning documents for the first time. It was my 2nd job after being fired from the library. I couldn't believe how many new stores were now in the area, A Best Buy, an Adidas Shoe store, it blew me away! (I gotta come down here more often.).

So I arrive at the Tower Records like Indiana Jones and head to the DVD department. This store has NEVER let me down! I've found PM Dawn B-Sides, and rare electronic music that NO other store in the world would carry! But alas, I was due for yet another disappointment. The DVD's were not to be found. I came out in the god-forsaken rain all for naught! I thought about buying something else "Drawn Together" Season 1, The "Undeclared" Series box-set, but I said the hell with it and limped out of the store.

What am I doing with my life? Scouring the city for lost Anime, living with my mother again, working temp jobs, having sex with escorts, is this all things amount to at 30? Could I possibly slink even lower?

God, I hope not!

I walked around a bit and then north to Union Square. I tried the Virgin Megastore of the DVDs again and struck out. It was getting late now (Like it mattered) so I headed west and stopped by Wendy's for some fries. After that I hopped on the M5 Bus on 6th and took it the long way home. Most of the trip uptown I was the lone passenger. I then thought how cool it would be if some woman came on board and we had sex in back of the bus...that would be awesome! Just eating a girl out as she sat in the corner and then she'd turn around and give me some head, that would be the ultimate fantasy!

But that didn't happen either...

I took the bus all the way home and then went on amazon.com and ordered sessions 1, 2, and 6...figured that'll keep me content for awhile. I really hope it stops raining by tomorrow, if not I still plan to go to the movies...

I can't believe I've lost my blue fairy again...there'll never be another like her, never!

MOM comes home from MSG last night at around 11pm...

"How was the thing?" I asked.

"It was nice, I enjoyed myself, that Joel Olsten is a great motivational speaker."

"That's nice..."

"Well, we better get started..." SHE SAYS.

I'm wearing sweatpants, flip-flops, and an understhirt, getting ready to take everything off and go to bed.

"Huh?" I asked.

"We gotta take the dressers downstairs..."

I look at her blankly for a moment.

"What?"

"They're bring in my new one tomorrow morning, we have to throw away these old two."

I give her this insane look...

"NOW?!?!?"

"Yes, now, what's wrong??!"

"It's 11 O'Clock at NIGHT!" I scream.

"Which means we won't inconvience anyone using the elevators, we have to do this now..."

"I GOT A JOB INTERVIEW AT NOON TOMORROW!" (I'm in full Pacino Bellowing Mode, now.)

"Are you yelling at me?" she asked with a sharp look.

I wanted to cry...

So mom went her room and started to empty the drawers. One has NINE small ones and the other has FIVE wide ones. I packed as many as I could on a shopping cart and made three trips up and down leaving them at the garbage discarding wall on the side of the building. Then came the frames and the HEAVIEST mirror I ever lifted! I couldn't believe this was happening. It was like some bad dream. I've done so much for this women this past week and it STILL wasn't enough.

We finished at 1:30am...she says

"You stay up this late anyway..." and went to bed.

I wanted to go in there take the pillow and SMOTHER her! ("SMOTHER the MOTHER", heh, heh...that rhymes, heh, heh, heh...)

Fast forward to this morning, I wake up, yawn and sit up...then lift my arm...

and scream...loud...in agony!

(Insert Pauly Shore like punk-bitch scream here)

My arms were like pipe cleaners, I felt like I either bowled six striaght games last night or tried to stop a moving train "Superman" style by pushing against it.

I was going to tested for my typing skills at this interview, it'd be a miricle if I could type 15 words a minute!

I threw some clothes on and stormed out of my room...

"You did this to me!" I yelled at mom!

"My arms hurt from all that pushing and lifting! I can't go to a job interview like this!!!...YOU SABOTAGED ME!!!"

She just waves, "Oh, just call them back and reschedule, they'll understand."

"They'll Understand"
"They'll Understand"!

She says that about everybody, she has absolutely NO REMORSE over what she did, I can't BELIEVE this woman.

I checked my cell phone log for the number of the agency that called monday, it wasn't there...the number was blocked. I went online to the posting and tried to call the contact number...a fax machine answered, DAMN!

I went back to bed and slept till 2pm.

I then thought about seacacus and decided to call the main office about the new scanning project. After 10 minutes of the runaround, they said the project hasn't started yet, but may start the following week (10/31) and I'm still first on the contact list. I just have to wait for the call...

I come out of my room and MOM's all chipper about her new dresser...I could care less. I checked the mail and recieved my Capital One...

ZERO BALENCE AT LONG LAST, YEAAHHH BAYBEEE!!!

I'm putting that bill in a frame and hanging up on the wall!

I also got my last direct deposit pay stub from the UN job. Enclosed was two stubs and a letter. One stub had my final two days for 16 hours, and the second was a bonus pay stub...KEWL! The letter thanked me for the good job and ended with "Look forward to seeing you at Guradian Life". Wow, appireciation from a temp agency, who knew?

The bonus was just what I needed to help out the next couple of weeks...

With mom going to rhode island tomorrow, methinks I'll use that extra money to have a little "fun"!

Vida Guerra...damn. She makes J.LO look like a skinny ass white girl!



My heart's doing flip-flops, damnit...WHOOO!

Don't make me go for the title, FIRE...or it's going to be like ALI vs. FOREMAN!

I really wanted to go up to Westchester this week. But leave it for mom to have SO MUCH going on to keep me cooped up in the house all damn day all week...

1) A fedex delivery that was supposed to arrive monday, somebody has to be here when it eventually comes...

2) After 30-some-odd years, MOM gets the urge to change her damn bedroom set, throwing away two perfectly well-kept antique dressers that have been in the family for years. After four months (And various decision changes!) she finally has paid for a dresser and mirror set that is being delivered friday. HOWEVER, she needs permission from the building management office for a big delivery like this and naturally I have to do the leg work.

3) Going with the bedroom change, MS. DIM BULB realizes at the last minute that she needs a TV stand and buys that too at the last minute (Also to be delivered during the day!)

4) In the midst of all this, mommy dearest has the nerve to attend an spiritual...THING hosted by famed Televangelist Joel Osten at Madison Square Garden tonight!

5) AND if THAT wasn't enough! This weekend she's going off to rhode island for some lobster fest getaway!

DOES this woman have too much on her plate or WHAT! Damn! I can't bul-lieve she planned all this shit to happen during the same week! AND by some crazy ass coincidence I happen to be available at home to help her...WHAT IF I WAS STILL WORKING, HUH?!?! You think Psycho-Sis would be this damn dependable to help mom?....NO!!!! Mom would have been screwed if it wasn't for me, damnit!!!!

WHEW!, Like I said though...I really wanted to go up to Westchester...

Today is the day back in 2001 (In the wake of 9/11...) that I started working at Community Choice Health Plan. The whole experience is still raw in my brain like a scab you pick at because you don't want it to heal...

Omar's Girlfriend Tonya helped me get the job, she was the supervisor in Enrollment but she made sure I would serve under another supervisor so they'd be no conflict of interest. Things were cool at first but then, they got bad.

My previous company, Healthfirst had gone through a bad transition before I left, lots of incompetent supervisors lost their jobs due to their bad management, and one of them turned up at Community Choice. Her name alone represents the evil nature of human beings so she will be known as "That-which-shall-not-be-Named". This woman had a black heart to match her soul, should anyone encounter her in a forest, don't take the apple she would offer!

She started in Operations, and in my foolishness I figured she'd be harmless there, so long as she didn't interfere in Enrollment affairs. I was such a fool then, I should have known better. When asked about her shady past at Healthfirst, I failed to mention her incompetence that put the company in jeopardy, failed to reveal what a fool this evil woman was and how cunning her expectations were. I ACTUALLY THOUGHT SHE DESERVED A SECOND CHANCE...to this day I realize THAT is where I went wrong.

I should have warned Tonya, warned everybody that the exact same thing that happened at HealthFirst could happen here, but so long as she stayed in "Operations" I thought we'd be safe. Six months went by, I was up for review and my supervisor failed to file one, before I knew it, he resigned stating internal conflicts...GUESS WHO TOOK HIS PLACE...with her clutches in enrollment again, "That-which-shall-not-be-Named" changed everything around. A system that was working fine like the well oiled machine, now had a monkey wrench thrown in! Tonya tried to keep things in order, it was too much. Soon, other HealthFirst alumni came up north following me, at first I was thrilled to be reunited with old friends, but then they got promoted past me and things got worst. Months later, Me and Tonya were the only ones left from the original staff, new policies were in place, chaos was slowly tearing the company apart.

I didn't know what to do...everything was happening again, the company got audited, we had to overhaul our files, we were on the brink of being shut down. Then, when things seem their darkest...Tonya went on bereavement leave due to the death of her sister. After two weeks, I was expecting her to come back, then another week went by, then a month...soon it finally sunk in that she was not coming back. I don't know if she quit or if she was fired, it was never spoken about again...all signs pointed to HER! I felt so guilty after Tonya left. I know she left because of her sister, but I thought she couldn't come back because of what had become of the place. It was my fault, I failed to act, then sat back and watched the chaos reveal itself. Months after Tonya's departure Community Choice finally got wise and FIRED that wicked bitch. I can't imagine how humiliating that had to be, to get fired from TWO different firms in a two year period (2001-2003). Lord knows, she probably went on to another health insurance firm to repeat the cycle. She's like UNICRON from "Transformers:The Movie" Moving around space, devouring planets, leaving nothing but debris in her path, the ULTIMATE evil.

Although the day the beast finally left was the happiest day in months (I actually shed a tear of happiness), the damage had been done. Soon other unqualified supervisors came and went, and things were never the way they were. The guilt started to grow inside of me, I couldn't sleep a full night's sleep anymore. Insomnia finally reared it's ugly head and I became a wreck. My co-workers turned on me, ridiculed me, once these were my friends, and even though they were making more money than me, receiving raises even though I was there longer, I valued their friendship. Which made their betrayal hurt more than anything. My body started shutting down, it became a chore doing the simplest things at work. Then one real FLAKEY supervisor came on board...A perky, brainless, sugar-coated, social butterfly, that wanted to celebrate everyone's birthday, have collections for countless charities, secret santa's, susu office pools, the works. Her ideas were too optimistic at the time, and she was messing with my cash flow. Now I'm not cheap, but there are some things I don't play with and money is one of them, end of story.

So after the holidays go by and a new year starts, I still can't sleep, and the jobs pushing me to the edge. With all that's gone on in the past, I finally get fed up and throw in the towel. But Today, October 20th, I think back and wonder how they're doing now...and I think about Omar and Tonya...I'm sure she has a better job now, I'm sure she has no ill feelings towards me, but...I just don't think...because I hesitated...that I deserve their friendship. So I've drifted away from them...they don't even know I've moved back in with mom (Like I want to advertise that anyway!). One day I might call them up again, but for now I'm living with my guilt.

Haven't heard from seacacus yet about my next scanning assignment that's supposed to start monday, so I've been fishing for some possible new jobs elsewhere. Got a couple of responses for some off-hour positions and I even have an interview lined up for friday. One is 3rd shift (1am-9am possibly.) in Staten Island, my ideal one is the second, midtown manhattan, killer pay, duration is at least a year but could be more, with great hours...4pm to 1am! I like working the nightshift, less crowds with the commute, dress however I want, etc, etc...and if I get enough sleep during the day, I can start hitting the clubs in the late hours like I used to do. The Blue Note, Carolines, Roseland, maybe even Webster Hall.

I'm not getting my hopes up like I have with past interviews, if nothing comes from this, I'll give Seacacus a call and see what's up...

Still, it would be nice to be working nights...

I don't know what's with my mother's cat Peanut lately. It seems that everytime I wake up I find him laying his fat ass where he doesn't belong! Between mom leaving for work and me waking up late, he figures he can go nuts and I always catch him!

This week I'm ratting him out to mom with some "Evidence"!



"You ain't supposed to be on the chair!"



"I KNOW you ain't on that kitchen counter...WHERE I MAKE MY SANDWICHES!!!!"



"Yeah, you running, but I got ya, You're busted fella!"



"Now you on my TOOLBOX! You better scat!"

The water guns have been drawn...this cat's gonna get it!

Got this from another blog, here are the instructions...

Go to Google. Click on images. Enter the following subjects in the search bar and post the first pic(or your favorite) that comes up.

1. Where you grew up.
2. Where you live now.
3. Where you want to live.
4. Your name.
5. Your grandmothers name.
6. Your fav. food.
7. Your fav. drink.
8. Your fav. song.
9. Your fav. smell.
10. Your fav. sound.


Here we go...

1. Grew up In Washington Heights, this is a nice picture of a street with the George Washington Bridge in the far background...



2. Imma skip this one because my building is famous and I don't want any stalkers...

3. I wanna live at the Plaza Hotel in midtown, a nice suite overlooking Central Park.



4. Leslie (Obviously this image came from a woman that has that name, but the whole african thing is nice...)



5. Esmerelda



6. French Fries (I hate that caption, thou)



7. Orange Tropicana Twister (Formerly Orange Slice)



8. "Feel good Inc." by Gorillaz



9. Cinnamon Rolls right out of the oven!



10. A woman laughing

The lone picture of me down in VA on my 30th Birthday. Yeah, I know it's a distance shot, I just wanted to show you all the nothingness out there...that whole space is my Cousin's backyard, you can pack at least 12 cars in that area!

Below is my Auntee reading the sunday paper...



I thank her for her lovely hospitality and wish her luck with the knowledge I have passed on to her in the ways of the force...

Here she is, the nag herself...

And the thing is, I take after her so much, everyone sees her through me. STRANGERS I've never met before come up to me waving because they know her. It's a curse, anyone that lives in their mother's shadow can relate...

We look so much alike...

Sunday morning and the sun is still with us, *Yay*...Mom comes back from church and says there's only one elevator working in the building...*Pooh*. To make it worst, it's the elevator that skips our floor (Yeah, I don't know HOW or WHY it does it, but when you have 2 out of 3, you don't mind...). So, you could tell I didn't wanna head downtown today with MOM and my Niece en tow...MOM wanted to FINALLY get my birthday present (After years of buying something I didn't WANT or NEEDED, she went back to her old ways, trying to change how I LOOKED!) which would be a few pairs of slacks from the Big and Tall store down in Chelsea. She also wanted to get a new fall jacket from Burlington Coat Factory.

We headed to the A train at 12 noon, taking the stairs down my mother (The social butterfly) bumped into a neighbor and started a conversation. When she was done and we exited the lobby, she then offered her condolences to another tenant of the building whose husband just died. After we moved on she turned to give me a look.

"What?"

"You just back away into the background and wait when I talk to people, you don't even wave or smile, look at them or even say hello....why do you do that!?"

"What, these are YOUR friends not mine!"

"But is it SUCH an effort to even smile?, A smile doesn't cost any money, it's doesn't have to be taken out of your pocket, you're so anti-social that way, just like your grandfather!"

"Hey, people are intimidated by me, okay?, they see me, they think I some big mean monster that's going to scare them, the city is a scary place and to them I'm just another bad person...they judge me before they even know me, who could smile to that?!?!"

A smile doesn't cost money, BAH! My mother the psychologist. She's the one that's been in this building long enough to be reveared like Don Corleone, that has nothing to do with me! And as for me being anti-social?...I'm trying, damnit. There are only four people in this city I consider friends, and I've loss touch with three of them. JOE of course is the only one I keep in touch with now, but even he can be a dick at times. He's nothing compared to the "Beavis & Butt-head" wasteoids Trevor and Omar that went to SUNY colleges upstate and got snobby. We were close in Junior High, kept in touch while going to different High Schools, but after that, things changed. Then Omar met his live-in girlfriend Tanya, who is a complete total opposite of Omar (I'm not just saying him being PR to her Black, I mean personaity wise.). While Omar and Trevor belittle me like some marx brother/three stooges sidekick, Tonya understands my pain and tries to bring order to our chaotic foursome.

Tonya even gave me Indiana when he was a kitten, the guys used to hang out at my place when I first moved, but then something happened and we drifted apart. It's my fault really...the falling out is just another one of those sad tales of my life that I'll have to recall another time...but as for me being anti-social...I repeat, I'm trying damnit!

So, moving on, back to the trip. We headed to the A Train station. My Niece still doesn't know how to act on the train so me and mom go through the usual headaches. When we got downtown we decided to split up so MOM could get her coat faster, I took the lil drama-queen to Barnes and Noble next door. I kept my niece in front of me at arms lenght while checking the Humor books for the latest graphic novels for Garfield, Foxtrot, The Boondocks, and other newspaper cartoons. I then looked in the children's section for a picture book mom wanted my niece to read, she saw it on the Today Show, it was the called "Sam the Cat Detective". I asked information about the book, they didn't have a copy, guess it was real popular. A half hour later, mom called my cell and we went back to meet her outside, we then moved crosstown to MY Causal Big and Tall store on 3rd Avenue.

Now, me, I know what fits me and what doesn't, but since SHE was paying for the clothes I had to try everything on. I found two pairs of slacks that were perfect, she went through SEVEN different pair of pants before I settled on ONE! It was like that Fresh Prince "Parents don't Understand" Music Video! I hate pleats!, I am not TALL enough for size 34 lenght pants!, I don't need CARGO PANTS with special pockets near the knees!, AGGGGGHHHHHHH. With three nice "George Foreman" Slacks (And I thought his GRILL was making him money! His clothing line is crazy expensive!) I was contempt, but then MOM came up with the idea of buying me jeans.

"You don't have a nice pair of comfortable jeans, you know to wear around the house when you're not working, you can't wear slacks everywhere..."

WHY THE HELL NOT!?!!!?!?!?!

I hate jeans. I haven't worn a pair of blue acid wash jeans since the early 90's, when assholes were snatching LEE patches for sport.

So I go through 3 pairs before I settle for a pair I like. We ring up everything, mom flips. Apparently my two we a lil expensive whereas the jeans and mom's choice were on sale. She wanted to send one of the two I picked back, I wanted to ditch those damn jeans! Thank god it was a sunday afternoon and we were the only ones in the store. Finally she caved and accepted everything, hey, how often do you turn 30?...next time buy me something I WANT! (Not that I'm ungrateful for the new clothes mind you...)

With the mission accomplished we then moved to plan B, taking my niece home in the bronx. Mom wanted to see "The Gospel" with my sister at a movie theather near her in parkchester so I showed her where she could get the 6 train uptown and took ALL the bags home myself.

"Mom buying her stupid coat and not carrying it home, making me do it" I grumbled, then I realized when I got home, that I'd had to take the steps! I cursed under my breath and started my way up carrying the heavy bags. By the time I made it home, I wanted to strangle my mother. I threw her coat in her room, dropped my bag and crashed in my room for a nap. By the time I woke up, mom was back and she said "The Gospel" was a good movie. I checked the box office for the weekend and was shocked to see "The Fog" was number 1. I was hurt to see "Domino" come in at number 6, I really thought that movie would kick ass, I plan to see it during the week anyway.

As the day came to an end, I looked ahead to what to do this week, I really need to get a lil' somethin' somethin' but first, I think I'll head up to Westchester finally and catch up on some former co-workers...

Boy has this show become an obsession!!!!

After months of wondering what was in the hatch, the first four episodes have failed to disappoint the fans. Theories are spreading like crazy over what's going on and what's going to happen and the show's been giving us one suprise after another. Here's some of the juicy clues and observations I've collected so far...

1) The Numbers: 4 8 15 16 23 42, they add up to 108 which is the number of minutes that go by before the numbers have to be typed into a computer. (Yeah, I guess everyone knows this one now...)

2) The theory of how the polar bears and boars got on the island was pretty much explained in that weird "orientation" film that Locke and Jack watched.

3) And speaking of the film, rumor has it that Ethan from the first season can be seen in the film somewhere, I've looked at it 5 times and can't find him anywhere!

4) FIRE was good with his clue about the Swan Logo on the Shark's Tail that attacked Sawyer, I'll give him props for that.

5) Here's one I just found (I hope no one claims it, damnit!!!), but in Hurley's Dream Sequence, right before Jin appears, you can see a picture of Walt as a Missing Child on the milk carton Hurley drinks out of, I caught that on my 3rd viewing, I wonder if anyone else caught it!

6) A lot a people a bitching about the whole Rose/Bernard Jungle Fever couple, props for suprise, but kill the bigotry, man...Some are saying they won't watch the show anymore, and that's plain stupid. So what Rose's husband is white, big damn deal! It's the 21 Century people! We should be past this, move the hell on! Lot people thought the black guy that caputured Michael, Jin, and Sawyer (Adebisi from "OZ", that makes two OZ alumni on this show now!) would be her husband, I'm glad they didn't go that route.

7) Back to the episode 4, in the end when Hurley decides to let everyone have food from the hatch, there's nice scene where everybody's enjoying their grub and being happy for the first time in a little while, all is calm, all is serene...till you realize, They're all on the beach! Jack, Sayid, Locke, Kate, Rose, and Hurley...WHO'S working the computer and pressing the button every 108 minutes!?!?!? Some Shift Schedule!

8) The "Orientation" film mention the island's magnetic fields, I think that's responsible for Locke's ability to walk again, lotta wacko science theories on the healing power of magnets.

9) I also think the numbers have something to do with the seat arriangments on the plane. Jack was sitting in 23B, Ana-Lucia was in 42F (Back of the Plane), hopefully the location of the others on the plane will be revealed.

10) I'd think Desmond and Rousseau would be a nice loony couple, they should show them meeting each other on the island.

11) Sayid's becoming a bit too dependable with the electronics, I'm half expecting him to make a coconut radio soon.

12) They should have Charlie look for a Drive Shaft album in the record collection.

13) The way their buliding things up, this week's episode coming...should be scary as hell...

I woke up this morning and saw the sun, and it was beautiful!...wow, that sounds like one of those cotton pickin' slave songs from way back when. But it's true! After 8 straight days of rain in the city, we've finally gotten a break in the weather. Too bad I have been condemded to this high-rise prison of a decaying apartment complex!

Allow me to explain...

Over the last week (In the midist of all this rain...) there have been two devestating electrical fires at various areas of this double-digit storied complex. On two occasions our building was surrounded by at least six fire engines all around the block. The apartment walls are fire-proof, so there's no real threat, but there's the inconvience of loss electricty, lights, elevators, etc, etc...and while backup generators kept most of the apartments from being in the dark, the building hallways and elevators are another story. To leave the building, you need a flashlight and the patience to walk up and down flights of stairs.

Now, I live on a low number floor, but for someone living on...say the 16th floor or higher, they're screwed. Who wants to climb 16 flights of stairs?!?!? Hell, going down 32 flights a few weeks ago nearly killed me at the UN, and that's going DOWN, could you imagine going UP!?!?!? NO WAY!!! SO, with no job or place to go, I stayed put while the buliding went through emergency repairs.

Now, our particular building complex is plagued with enough problems. Built on top of a highway that goes underneath us, the beams that have been holding us up have been getting weak over the last 25 years, and as an outstanding tall building, sometimes I fear a 9/11 copycat, BUT two electrical fires in one week is too much to be a coinincidence. Something evil is afoot...

MOM being the panicy type is now worried about how to get out in the event of a fire. The second fire was at 5am friday morning and lets just say my response time was little slow. That morning she was ready to leave the apartment in a panic, and by the time I stirred awake and got dressed we were instructed by the fire department to stay out of the hallway and INSIDE the house!

I guess the threat of fire doesn't scare me much, I know these buildings are made to contain fires and as long as your circuit breakers are cool, nothing should happen.

Anyway, cooped up in the house I decided to hit the chatroom scene with a new network that LLF put me on to, PalTalk. I signed up and checked out the chat rooms and they're pretty cool. There's even webcam and voice options for a subscription fee, but I don't think I'm ready for that.

Looks like I got another reason to stay up all night, it's wonder I get any sleep at all...

Stole this one from someone else, seems intresting...calling the usual suspects (You know who you are...) I expect you to read and pass it along....


1. Name someone with the same birthday as you.
We JUST went through this...Meat Loaf for one, ya'll want the rest go back a couple of posts...

2. Where was your first kiss?
In the living room closet, Shana Edwards...damn that takes me back!

3. Have you ever seriously vandalized someone else's property?
I had a tag I put everywhere back in the day..."LT COOL" (Corny ain't it?) and I egged a teacher's car for giving me a "C" in computers...

4. Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex?
My sister...that's it we fought all the time, I can't imagine hitting any other woman, oh!, and my niece, once...SOORRY, bad uncle, bad uncle!

5. Have you ever sung in front of a large number of people?
By myself, no, but with a class at my High School graduation, sang four songs for a passing grade in music including "You are my Sunshine" nearly broke down in tears while performing due to the fact that it was my girlfriend's favorite song of the four.

6. What's the first thing you notice about the preferred sex?
Hair, said that before...

7. What do you order at the Coffee Bean?
Ummm, don't drink coffee, is that really a store?

8. What is your biggest mistake?
There are SO many...off the top of my head, I'd say thinking I was untouchable while working for the library.

9. Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose?
A few times, as a distraction from doing something I didn't want to do. Example, I slammed my hand in my locker in order to prevent doing chin-up exercises in gym.

10. Say something totally random about yourself.
I REALLY wish I could masterbate, but can't bring myself to.

11. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?
Someone once said I looked like Forrest Whitaker with light skin and without the lazy eye...other than that, a lot of people say I look like Charles Mingus (I don't know how to take that...)

12. Do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows?
F*ck Yeah! The old ones when I was a kid and the new ones now!

13. Did you have braces?
Nope, but I SERIOUSLY need them, my lower set is ALL f*cked up!

14. Are you comfortable with your height?
Yeah, I say I'm 5'10, but I'm probably 5'9 and 3/4.

15. What is the most romantic thing someone of the opposite sex has done for you?
Aw, man do we have to go there? Nah, I'm not going there...okay I'll give you one of my top five...An asian girlfriend who I met in college did a striptease in THE STUDY HALL to the siamese cats song from "Lady and the Tramp" (We are siameeese if you pleaeese...). We had an fight earlier and it was her way of making up.

16. When do you know it's love?
When you say those three little words...

17. Do you speak any other languages?
Not offically.

18. Have you ever been to a tanning salon?
As pale as my black @$$ is I need to go to one, but I can't as a rule...A black person going to a tanning salon is like a little person using lifts, it's just not done.

19. What magazines do you read?
Oy vey, got an hour? Okay, XXL, Fish and Grits, Hush, FHM, Stuff, and KING for eye-candy, EW (Entertainment Weekly), EGM (Electronic Gaming Monthly), PSM (Playstaion Monthy), and The Source for music news.

20. Have you ever ridden in a limo?
For a Wedding, yeah.

21. Has anyone you were really close to passed away?
Deidre, Of Course, and My Grandfather are the only ones.

22. Do you watch Mtv?
Yeah.

23. What's something that really annoys you?
@$$holes that bring bikes on the subway, slow walkers that somehow get in front of me, and telemarkers.

24. What's something you really like?
*devilsh grin*, I'll keep this one clean and say French Fries! (Can't get enough of 'em!)

25. Do you like Michael Jackson?
Yeah, I still love 'em, it's R. Kelly who's on my Shit List!

26. Can you dance?
No, next question please.

27. What's the latest you have ever stayed up?
Three days straight on a bet in college, did a LOT of stupid things back then...

28. Have you ever been rushed by an ambulance into the emergency room?
Yeah, Dodgeball injury when I was 12.

29. Do you actually read these when other people fill them out?
Jew' Betcha!

No matter what time I go to bed, I still wake up around 9am for "Regis & Kelly"...I watch the first ten minutes then chuck the rest of the show because I can only take those two in little doses. Tried to look at "My" Tyra's talk show, but she's doing too much in 40 minutes (60 minus commercials). It's like the army or somethin'..."She does more in 40 minutes, than Oprah, Ellen, and even Tony Danza do in a day!"

So after breakfast and pumping Gorillaz "Feel Good Inc." repeatly for an hour, I throw open the curtains and look out the window...

Damn.

Sure has been raining A LOT lately, when did New York become Seattle? Maybe I should switch albums and put on Nirvana's "Nevermind" (Yes I do own a copy, WHAT? can't black people listen to grunge!!!?!?!?!?, and if you say anything about not being black enough I'll...)

Rain.

I never liked the rain, I'm a snow man, myself...I LIVE for the snow, can never get enough of it! The rain is so, gray, and depressing....

I surfed the web the rest of the morning, then started cleaning up the files on my hard drive. I have WAY too many shows downloaded on my computer...

Episodes of LOST, MEDIUM, JUST LEGAL, WEEDS, DRAWN TOGETHER, and TRIPPIN THE RIFT are taking up 20 GB's of my computer! That's insane! Then there's the music...

If I was still using my laptop, I'd be screwed.

Speaking of the ol' bucket of bolts...I wanna get back on it to resume my writing, it's been awhile, in order to do that, I have to pull myself away from blogging, I told myself I'd take a break, but I can't help it!

I'm addicted to my blog, and reading everyone elses, which brings me to a few things I wanna get off my chest...I hope I don't get TOO George Carlin and offend my fellow Bloggers (Who I've grown to value as true friends!!!)

1) I know it seems stupid, but when no one comments on a post, it REALLY pisses me off!

2) The erotica posting trend...I succumed to this myself, and have moved on, but it's starting to spread like wildfire...somebody's gotta get the hose!

3) Fire my man, you're starting to scare me...before I would expect a pin-up or two every three or four posts, but now you're caught up in our politics here in the U.S. and for a Canadian up north, your fascination creeps me out, dude! You're like 5 year old pressing his face on the glass lookin' in when things are okay in your neck of the woods!...C'mon man, I miss the Old FIRE!

and last...

4) Kimmyk... bravo! You're blog is the only thing constant, on the straight and narrow path of inane journal keeping and occasional amature photography that makes blogging great! keep up the good work that is the soap opera of your life and never fall to the trends (no matter how good or bad) that may steer you away from the righteous path.

No offence to anyone else, LLF, LADYRED, PISSY, HDL, etc, etc, I don't wanna start something, just griping a bit, if anyone's got any problems with what they see here, I would welcome any criticism (I'd probably ignore it and chuck it up to brain defect that person's suffering from...).

With that said, imma go now and catch the end of "Law and Order"...

A couple of keychains, a coffee mug, a shot glass, and an umbrella. Yeah, I may have gone overboard with the souvenir thing, but those who don't know me here's a lil secret...

I'm a sentimental bastard.

I'm a pack rat, a junk collector, I'm into shit! I believe I've lived a privilaged, yet tormented life buy earning everything I own, so when someone just GIVES me something...I treasure it like nobody's business. With the exception of personal relaionships (Anything from an ex-girfriend gets BURNED within 48 hours!) I have trinkets from previous co-workers, secret santa's, housewarming gifts, no matter how corny, how weird, or how lame, something given to me, stays with me.

So, with some tokens to remember the place by, and my portable fan that I take to every office I ever work in becuase I'm always hot, I left the UN for probably the last time, unsure of what tomorrow brings, but confident just the same.

When I broke the news to MOM, she was less than thrilled, but happy to get getting her bathroom back in the morning.

"Now, you're just gonna stay up all night!" She whined...Damn Skippy.

I wish I would get a night job, that way we could miss each other entirely. I'd be coming in when she's going out, and then I'll go out when she's coming in...it would great...

I plan to use this time somehow...but for the next few days, I'm just going to KICK back!

"Start spreading the news...Tee, Hee, Hee..."

The Bronx Bombers BOMB OUT, days after the Red Sox do, isn't life grand?!?!

I swear, christmas has come early this year, between seeing Janet Jackson nekkid and the Yanks going down in flames, I can't help but put a smile on my face...

Come, tomorrow morning, all those kids, and all those fake ass yuppies will be having those sad faces on as another year goes by..BOO-HOO!!!Heh, heh, heh...

"O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"

Well, the time has finally come Ladies and Gentlemen...My assignment at the UN has come to an sucessful end. Tomorrow will be my last day at the "Offical Headquarters of World Peace" as we are nearing the 100,000 document extension we were assigned to almost a month ago.

Our team recieved a congratulatory telephone call from one of the head supervisors, Ms. Kathy Somethin-or-rather which felt like a phone call from the president when you've won the Super Bowl...A nice gesture, but so what?

Each of us was then asked our plans after this assignment (Did we have anything else lined up, going back to school, another job, etc, etc...). The team agreed that there was nothing laid out, yet so we were told of a NEW project with a former client. It requried going back to a previous site and it was only for a few weeks with promise of more possible work developing. I was thrilled by the news, the site was where my first job with this agency last year was, in the wall street area. We were all asked our phone numbers so they could contact us, details were still sketchy, though...all that was given was a start date, October 24th, which gave me some time to rest and make some other moves.

There was also early word that we would be working for the UN again in a new project starting early next year, but rather working back in the main building, the assginment may take us to one of their UN Warehouses located somewhere in Long Island City, Queens, if i'm available and they remember me, I'm sure I'll get the call...

So, a chapter is closed, while a new one waits to be written...This UN gig was okay, the pay was certaintly nice 15K in almost 5 months, that's 3g's a month, I wonder where the hell did it all go!?!?!? ANYways, tomorrow I plan to hit the souvenir store for UN Keychain or something to remember the expirence by, come wednesday or thursday if I'm off, maybe I'll pay a visit to some old friends up in westchester...

Here's to what lies in store for me in the next assignment...cheers!

I'm still a kid at heart, and when you live in the city as crazy as New York, the place can be your playground...especially at Halloween!

We have this parade in the village where even the adults dress up in the most bizzare costumes possible, and every year I still indulge in the childhood pastime...

I'm big on comic books and movies, Last year I rented a brown trench and went as Doctor Octopus, the year before, I was Captain Jack Sparrow (Pirates of the Carribean..), my favorite and repeated cosutme is the X-Men known as Gambit (wig, red contacts, and trick playing cards to boot!).

This year, to follow the latest trends, I wanted to go as The Thing from Fantastic Four...but JOE's given me an even crazier (And simpler) suggestion...

"You should go as Hurley from LOST!"

I took it as an insult first (I AM NOT that BIG!!!), but then I thought, a simple wig, some beat up torn clothes, I could wear a big button with the message "The numbers are BAD!" on it, have some fake hundred dollar bills hanging out of my pockets...

It could be a cool get-up...

There is a legend...

of a man unlike mortal men...

Born on a Chinese year of the Rabbit, this urban myth carries the mark of the beast that lies within...

Heighten sense of hearing, unbelievable leaping abilities and lightning fast, he roams the countryside looking for vegetable sustenance.

Altered dental impressions that exhibit enhanced upper incisors…

Wreaking havoc on nights where the moon is full, this man-beast emerges once a generation within a single bloodline of ancestors…that can be identified by…THE MARK!!!

It is known to appear in many places of the body but once the mark is revealed and at the peak of adolescence, the beast takes over.

For years, I have hid those secrets, for years I have kept the beast at bay, but it’s too late, I can no longer hide my destiny. For behold,

I swear to god, I've seen it, and I just can't tell if it's really her, but OMMFG!!!!

http://www.yourfilehost.com/media.php?cat=video&file=Janet_Jackson_nude_sunbathing.wmv

The name says it all....

you be the judge...

*WHEW*! After that last post, I had to take some days off the blog (Damn, I wish I smoked cigarettes.) and just let that post simmer on the front page. To those who didn't figure it out, I recalled in intimate detail my FIRST encounter with the-one-that-will-for-now-on-be-known-as-LOVELY Wayyyy back in Feburary of this year. I don't know what possessed me to put on here...maybe it was the growing trend of "Erotica" blog posts from LLF and a newcomer that almost everyone's fanning their hot flashes to...a fella named SEEKER who fills his blog with stories that would make you feel dirty just by reading them...supposely.

I don't wanna hate onna fellow blogger, but the little prince thinks he Maquis de Sade whereas I've read hotter stories in Penthouse. I don't know, maybe I'm a little desentitized when it comes to erotic literature due to the fact that I got into it at a young age. I mean, I read Anne Rice's "Claiming of Sleeping Beauty" Trilogy when I was 17.

ANYhoo...writing that post was the next best thing to getting off...like looking at a video tape of yourself having sex or something...reliving and putting on "paper" just made me wanna go back for seconds, and THIRDS...like I said before, I'm obsessed with this girl...

But I digress...

A couple of cold showers later and I come back to reality...the blog, where do I go from here?

There's the whole "Inside the Blogger's Studio" concept that I was ready to put on, but looking over at what I was going to reveal, I realized it was a bit too much (I mean I was going to dish EVERYTHING!! My whole life story in a five-day series of posts...) so I decided to trash the whole thing and move on (Like anyone was REALLY looking forward to it!).

I will however, share some juicy nuggets I was planning to reveal during the "Interview"...

A) Mark your calendar, kiddies...on the 9th year anniversary of me being fired from the library, I plan to tell the tale on how it all went down...December 20th, 2005 (Yes, I got fired five days before christmas, fucked up, huh?) look for the post!

B) MORE PICTURES!!!, I know I've said this in the past, but I'm REALLY taking my camera everywhere and I think I'm ready for ya'll to meet the fam...

C) HIATUS, A final thought to the interview was the fact that I'm gonna take a break from the main blog for a month or so, yeah...but don't worry, it's not the end, just like all the TV shows on FOX are stopping for baseball, "Wasting time with Jet" will be back...

D) NEW BLOGS! The reason I'm taking a break is because I'll be working on other projects!!! I want to get the "Call Numbers" Blog up and running, start a photo blog of just pics around the city, AND work on a Short-Story Blog simular to what's out there, but a little different, A-Chapter-A-Day, Stephen King "Dark Tower" style, stories inspired by songs, past expirences, etc, etc...a lil' somethin' somethin I got in the works...

So, that's about it for now...what else I wanna say...um, Congrats to Tom and Katie, peace to Don Addams and Nipsey Russel, I'm so glad "Roll Bounce" didn't make any money, I'm sure "The Gospel" will flop, too...I wanna see "Two for the Money" this weekend, I haven't seen a movie with Pacino in it since "Any given Sunday"...LOST is kicking so much ass so far, Commander-in-Chief looks cool, someone please cancel "Love, sex, and Secrets", and "Reunion", this year's "Survior" sucks donkey balls, I can't bul-ieve "The Amazing Race" had a black family on and their last name was ACTUALLY "BLACK"!, My 5 Disc DVD player rocks, my Capital One ballence is paid off, and the Eagles are kicking so much ass now, it's beautiful, and now I shall end this post with another beautiful pic of my dream girl, "LOVELY"...



Ooooh, just wanna make me wanna pounce on dat!!!