This is going to be a very emotional month of April this year...going on 14 years since the car accident, once again, I have to withdraw into my dark place for awhile. But this time, I'm starting a new job, and I'm in a fragile relationship I have to somehow solidify, I can't say it's going to easy.
I'm just going to take it one step at a time. The pain...it will never go away, it's a part of my life, and I just have to deal with it.
I'll post something if a major event occurs, but don't expect anything till May.
"I'll be back in Four Weeks, STOP Hugging ME!"
(Gil Grissom to Nick Stokes in this year's episode of "CSI")
"Sabbatical"
"Movies, Movies, Movies!!!!"
I've been seeing so many powerful, awe-inspiring movies lately. Last week, I mentioned "The Prestige" and "Brick", and this week I saw "Requiem for a Dream" for the first time. Time for a lil Jet Black Film Review
The Prestige - Christopher Nolan is scaring me. First there was "Memento", Then "Insomina"...and now he's rejuvenated the Batman Franchise with "Batman Begins", where do you go from there? 19th Century London, that's where. Nolan reunites with "Batman" & "Alfred" ("Begins" Christian Bale and Michael Caine) and throws a bit of "Wolverine" (Hugh Jackman) in the mix in a GREAT tale of obsession, rivalry, and magic.
Bale and Jackman compete in a game of "Can you top THIS?" after an accident sours their friendship while learning the secrets to illusion. Like Michael Jordan and Julius Irving in a Slam Dunk contest, each magician breaks into the biz with their own style that eventually gets sabotaged by one other till Bale comes out on top.
Frustrated, Jackman does everything he can to retaliate (From sending his lovely assistant as a spy, to kidnapping Bale's partner...) all to Caine's disgust who warns him about going to far. Jackman finally travels to America where an isolated scientist and his assistant (cameo roles played by David Bowie and Andy "My Precccccious!" Serkis) help Jackman create the Greatest Magic Trick of All Time!
The film stretches the imagination a bit, but just keep telling yourself, "It IS just a movie!" and you'll be fine. As far as endings go, it might be up there with "Sixth Sense", but anyone with a college diploma could sorta figure it out, if not, don't worry, you'll definitely get a kick outta watching the whole movie again to figure it all out.
Overall, a great film, Nolan's batting a 1.000...he keeps this up, he my replace Michael Mann as my all time favorite director...NOT!
Brick - Joseph Gordon-Levitt, the kid's got some potential. He's got a new movie coming out, "The Lookout" (Thou, it almost reminds me of Ben Affleck's "Reindeer Games"). It's hard the believe in the 90's he was playing an alien on "3rd Rock from the Sun"! "Brick" is one of those movies that comes alone outta nowhere. The director/writer is usually a Taratino worshiping film student graduate, fresh out of collage, budgeting the film with less than million dollars. If that's true, it's an impressive piece of work.
We've seen Shakespeare done with teenagers ("O", "10 Things I hate about You", etc..), Charles Dickens ("Great Expectations") as well as sexy Harlequin Romance-like stories like "Dangerous Liaisons" even done over ("Cruel Intentions")..."Brick" does the same but to the typical Hard-Boiled Detective Mystery. Set in WAaaaay out Suburbia...Gordon-Levitt plays Brendan, a loner wise-ass slacker whose done some bad things at one point or another but has been playing straight arrow as of late. His ex-girlfriend Emily falls into the "Wrong" crowd and goes missing. Word gets to Brendan to visit a pay phone at a certain time in which he receives a cryptic phone call from Emily who's frightened out of her wits for some reason. Brendan throws ideas around with his trusty sidekick, Brain to figure out what kind of trouble Emily's in but is too late to save as he finds her body near a sewer drain. Hell-bent to find out what happened, Brendan infiltrates the High School cliques of Jocks, Goths, Wasteheads, and Drug Pushers and encounters a slew of shifty individuals in a mystery that would make Mickey Spillane proud.
This movie stands out with it's great imagery and unique characters. Brendan at first glance looks like a total nerd with his wire glasses and hand-me-down clothes, but suddenly he's this uber-tough guy crunching teeth with the blowhard bragging football jock, staring down a high speed oncoming muscle car without even flinching, and tripping up would-be knife attckers Bugs Bunny style by sticking out his leg from around the corner at the last minute! Other noticeable supportive roles were upcoming Eye-Candy goddess Megan Good, Lukas Hass (Wasn't he that boy from "Witness" and the guy in that video for "Welcome to the Black Parade" by My Chemical Romance?!?!?)
The thing that is MOST trippy about this movie is the dialog. I don't know WHERE these kids think they live in, but it's obviously not planet earth. I dunno, maybe slang has evolved since my hey-day, I had to look at the movie with the Captions on to understand what the HELL everybody was saying.
Example:
The following is a scene where Branden and Brain are trying to figure out Emily's call:
Brendan: Emily said four words I didn't know. Tell me if they catch. Brick?
The Brain: No.
Brendan: Or Bad Brick?
The Brain: Nope.
Brendan: Tug?
The Brain: Tug? Tug might be a drink, like milk and vodka, or something.
Brendan: Poor Frisco?
The Brain: Frisco? Frisco Farr was a sophomore last year, real trash. Maybe had a class a week, I didn't know him then, haven't seen him around.
Brendan: Pin?
The Brain: Pin. The Pin?
Brendan: The Pin, yeah?
The Brain: The Pin is kinda a local spook story, yeah know the King Pin.
Brendan: Yeah, I've heard it.
The Brain: Same thing, he's supposed to be old, like 26. Lives in town.
Brendan: Dope runner, right?
The Brain: Big time. See the Pin pipes it from the lowest scraper for Brad Bramish to sell, maybe. Ask any dope rat where their junk sprang and they'll say they scraped it from that, who scored it from this, who bought it off so, and after four or five connections the list always ends with The Pin. But I bet you, if you got every rat in town together and said "Show your hands" if any of them've actually seen The Pin, you'd get a crowd of full pockets.
Brendan: You think The Pin's just a tale to take whatever heat?
The Brain: Hmm... So what's first?
Brendan: Show of hands.
I actually laughed when he said 26 was OLD, WTF?!?!? Here's a line from Emily...
Emily: Brendan, I know you're mad at these people because you think I went away from you and went to them but, you need to start seeing it as my decision. Stop getting angry because where I want to be at, is different from where you want to be at.
Or a line by Megan Good's seductive "Kara".
Kara: You better be sure you wanna know what you wanna know.
WHO SPEAKS this crazy ass "Twin Peaks" Double Talk?!?!?
I Dunno, maybe it's before my time or after my time...the language is almost so out there it could be consider a foreign film. STILL "Brick" is a great mystery, shades of Bogart and "The Maltese Falcon". If you can actually find it at Blockbuster (Took me 2 months before I finally did, and I'm glad I burned a copy!) or if you have IFC, take an moment and check it out...you just might enjoy it.
Damn, this post is long...um, I'll comment about "Requiem for A Dream", later on...
PeacE!
The Prestige - Christopher Nolan is scaring me. First there was "Memento", Then "Insomina"...and now he's rejuvenated the Batman Franchise with "Batman Begins", where do you go from there? 19th Century London, that's where. Nolan reunites with "Batman" & "Alfred" ("Begins" Christian Bale and Michael Caine) and throws a bit of "Wolverine" (Hugh Jackman) in the mix in a GREAT tale of obsession, rivalry, and magic.
Bale and Jackman compete in a game of "Can you top THIS?" after an accident sours their friendship while learning the secrets to illusion. Like Michael Jordan and Julius Irving in a Slam Dunk contest, each magician breaks into the biz with their own style that eventually gets sabotaged by one other till Bale comes out on top.
Frustrated, Jackman does everything he can to retaliate (From sending his lovely assistant as a spy, to kidnapping Bale's partner...) all to Caine's disgust who warns him about going to far. Jackman finally travels to America where an isolated scientist and his assistant (cameo roles played by David Bowie and Andy "My Precccccious!" Serkis) help Jackman create the Greatest Magic Trick of All Time!
The film stretches the imagination a bit, but just keep telling yourself, "It IS just a movie!" and you'll be fine. As far as endings go, it might be up there with "Sixth Sense", but anyone with a college diploma could sorta figure it out, if not, don't worry, you'll definitely get a kick outta watching the whole movie again to figure it all out.
Overall, a great film, Nolan's batting a 1.000...he keeps this up, he my replace Michael Mann as my all time favorite director...NOT!
Brick - Joseph Gordon-Levitt, the kid's got some potential. He's got a new movie coming out, "The Lookout" (Thou, it almost reminds me of Ben Affleck's "Reindeer Games"). It's hard the believe in the 90's he was playing an alien on "3rd Rock from the Sun"! "Brick" is one of those movies that comes alone outta nowhere. The director/writer is usually a Taratino worshiping film student graduate, fresh out of collage, budgeting the film with less than million dollars. If that's true, it's an impressive piece of work.
We've seen Shakespeare done with teenagers ("O", "10 Things I hate about You", etc..), Charles Dickens ("Great Expectations") as well as sexy Harlequin Romance-like stories like "Dangerous Liaisons" even done over ("Cruel Intentions")..."Brick" does the same but to the typical Hard-Boiled Detective Mystery. Set in WAaaaay out Suburbia...Gordon-Levitt plays Brendan, a loner wise-ass slacker whose done some bad things at one point or another but has been playing straight arrow as of late. His ex-girlfriend Emily falls into the "Wrong" crowd and goes missing. Word gets to Brendan to visit a pay phone at a certain time in which he receives a cryptic phone call from Emily who's frightened out of her wits for some reason. Brendan throws ideas around with his trusty sidekick, Brain to figure out what kind of trouble Emily's in but is too late to save as he finds her body near a sewer drain. Hell-bent to find out what happened, Brendan infiltrates the High School cliques of Jocks, Goths, Wasteheads, and Drug Pushers and encounters a slew of shifty individuals in a mystery that would make Mickey Spillane proud.
This movie stands out with it's great imagery and unique characters. Brendan at first glance looks like a total nerd with his wire glasses and hand-me-down clothes, but suddenly he's this uber-tough guy crunching teeth with the blowhard bragging football jock, staring down a high speed oncoming muscle car without even flinching, and tripping up would-be knife attckers Bugs Bunny style by sticking out his leg from around the corner at the last minute! Other noticeable supportive roles were upcoming Eye-Candy goddess Megan Good, Lukas Hass (Wasn't he that boy from "Witness" and the guy in that video for "Welcome to the Black Parade" by My Chemical Romance?!?!?)
The thing that is MOST trippy about this movie is the dialog. I don't know WHERE these kids think they live in, but it's obviously not planet earth. I dunno, maybe slang has evolved since my hey-day, I had to look at the movie with the Captions on to understand what the HELL everybody was saying.
Example:
The following is a scene where Branden and Brain are trying to figure out Emily's call:
Brendan: Emily said four words I didn't know. Tell me if they catch. Brick?
The Brain: No.
Brendan: Or Bad Brick?
The Brain: Nope.
Brendan: Tug?
The Brain: Tug? Tug might be a drink, like milk and vodka, or something.
Brendan: Poor Frisco?
The Brain: Frisco? Frisco Farr was a sophomore last year, real trash. Maybe had a class a week, I didn't know him then, haven't seen him around.
Brendan: Pin?
The Brain: Pin. The Pin?
Brendan: The Pin, yeah?
The Brain: The Pin is kinda a local spook story, yeah know the King Pin.
Brendan: Yeah, I've heard it.
The Brain: Same thing, he's supposed to be old, like 26. Lives in town.
Brendan: Dope runner, right?
The Brain: Big time. See the Pin pipes it from the lowest scraper for Brad Bramish to sell, maybe. Ask any dope rat where their junk sprang and they'll say they scraped it from that, who scored it from this, who bought it off so, and after four or five connections the list always ends with The Pin. But I bet you, if you got every rat in town together and said "Show your hands" if any of them've actually seen The Pin, you'd get a crowd of full pockets.
Brendan: You think The Pin's just a tale to take whatever heat?
The Brain: Hmm... So what's first?
Brendan: Show of hands.
I actually laughed when he said 26 was OLD, WTF?!?!? Here's a line from Emily...
Emily: Brendan, I know you're mad at these people because you think I went away from you and went to them but, you need to start seeing it as my decision. Stop getting angry because where I want to be at, is different from where you want to be at.
Or a line by Megan Good's seductive "Kara".
Kara: You better be sure you wanna know what you wanna know.
WHO SPEAKS this crazy ass "Twin Peaks" Double Talk?!?!?
I Dunno, maybe it's before my time or after my time...the language is almost so out there it could be consider a foreign film. STILL "Brick" is a great mystery, shades of Bogart and "The Maltese Falcon". If you can actually find it at Blockbuster (Took me 2 months before I finally did, and I'm glad I burned a copy!) or if you have IFC, take an moment and check it out...you just might enjoy it.
Damn, this post is long...um, I'll comment about "Requiem for A Dream", later on...
PeacE!
"...Know when to Walk Away, Know when to Run..."
Today was my last day at my old job. Back in September, I was so happy, following in JOE's footsteps, working in a bank again, I was thinking This Was IT! But unknown to me, the Merger was looming and it was only a matter of time...
Before going in, the morning earlier I called Human Resources and made an appointment for my Exit Interview. Friday Morning, March 30th, 10:30am. After a few questions and paperwork, I'd turn over my ID and that would be it, the end of an era.
I gently leaked the news to everyone I'd worked with and considered a "Friend" in one form or the other. The night started slow at first, but then 2am came and that last hour, it was all downhill like a rollercoaster ride. I received praises and well-wishes from all the co-workers, then made my exit at 3am...
For 6 months I walked the night through the empty streets of New York. I never got mugged, or shot or stabbed or had my face slashed. I encountered a few crazies but nothing happened from it. I made it safely home every night and now MOM can breath easier because she doesn't have to worry about me anymore.
Coming out of the station uptown, I saw this guy on the corner. Considering this was my last night after seeing bums begging for change EVERYWHERE I went, I actually felt generous this one final occasion. I dug into my pocket and fingered some loose change as he caught my attention...
"Good Morning." He said.
"Good Morning." I answered, still walking in stride.
"Could I Please Trouble You for..." He started.
Here we go, maybe I should give him a dollar for the hellua it...
"...A Cigarette?" he finished.
WHAT?, he could of asked for anything, A Sandwich, Some Change, A Dollar, anything to eat and I was ready to oblige him and he asks me for a DAMN Cigarette?!?!
"Sorry, man...I don't Smoke" I answered with a shrug and kept on walking.
Boy did he miss his chance, the idiot.
I made it home at a little after 4am, hung up my coat and went to the fridge.
My cousin PAT had picked up MOM after work and there some Red Lobster garlic biscuits in a doggy bag waiting for me, but I passed. Dug out my pint of Snickers Ice Cream for an early morning celebration.
Six months...Night instead of Day, cheating death...I did it, and it was cool.
Before going in, the morning earlier I called Human Resources and made an appointment for my Exit Interview. Friday Morning, March 30th, 10:30am. After a few questions and paperwork, I'd turn over my ID and that would be it, the end of an era.
I gently leaked the news to everyone I'd worked with and considered a "Friend" in one form or the other. The night started slow at first, but then 2am came and that last hour, it was all downhill like a rollercoaster ride. I received praises and well-wishes from all the co-workers, then made my exit at 3am...
For 6 months I walked the night through the empty streets of New York. I never got mugged, or shot or stabbed or had my face slashed. I encountered a few crazies but nothing happened from it. I made it safely home every night and now MOM can breath easier because she doesn't have to worry about me anymore.
Coming out of the station uptown, I saw this guy on the corner. Considering this was my last night after seeing bums begging for change EVERYWHERE I went, I actually felt generous this one final occasion. I dug into my pocket and fingered some loose change as he caught my attention...
"Good Morning." He said.
"Good Morning." I answered, still walking in stride.
"Could I Please Trouble You for..." He started.
Here we go, maybe I should give him a dollar for the hellua it...
"...A Cigarette?" he finished.
WHAT?, he could of asked for anything, A Sandwich, Some Change, A Dollar, anything to eat and I was ready to oblige him and he asks me for a DAMN Cigarette?!?!
"Sorry, man...I don't Smoke" I answered with a shrug and kept on walking.
Boy did he miss his chance, the idiot.
I made it home at a little after 4am, hung up my coat and went to the fridge.
My cousin PAT had picked up MOM after work and there some Red Lobster garlic biscuits in a doggy bag waiting for me, but I passed. Dug out my pint of Snickers Ice Cream for an early morning celebration.
Six months...Night instead of Day, cheating death...I did it, and it was cool.
"I fought The System...and I WON!!!!"
I've noticed something...
Everytime I log in to blogger, I'm not asked any more to switch over and get a Google account...
I'VE WON!
YES! When you stick to your guns, you always come out on top in the long run!
To those of you who switched, I'm sure they're some better perks on the new system, but no thank you, I'm good right where I am...
Heh, heh, heh....I'm such a stubborn MuthaF*cker, ain't I?
Everytime I log in to blogger, I'm not asked any more to switch over and get a Google account...
I'VE WON!
YES! When you stick to your guns, you always come out on top in the long run!
To those of you who switched, I'm sure they're some better perks on the new system, but no thank you, I'm good right where I am...
Heh, heh, heh....I'm such a stubborn MuthaF*cker, ain't I?
"Proof Soccer would be so much better if they had Cheerleaders..."
"I'm going to see Bjork!, I'm going to see Bjork!!!....Yeeteeteee!"
Handed in my letter of resignation yesterday, the Chief was on vacation, so I had to relay the news to the Jamaican Nutcracker. Ironically enough, just before I broke the news she had came up to me and told me they NOW had a vacant position and I could stay if I wanted to! I couldn't believe it, first they throw me away and now they want me back! This crazy ass operation! Well, too much too little too late, I'm over the fence like an escaped convict!
The nights have been getting so boring since the big accounts transfered over. The work we have is barely enough to keep one scanner busy the whole night. They decided to let PHARELL do other duties and let me work alone, which was surprising (I guess these bastards really did like me...). The last two days all the work has been done by 1:30-2am tops, leaving everyone to kill hours playing solitaire on the PC. I've seen this before, when the work dies, people get the ax. So, it's a good thing I'm bailing!
On the train ride home, I finally finished reading "Cinnamon Kiss" by Walter Mosley. It was another great mystery from Bill Clinton's famous favorite author. I think I'll go back to another Spenser Mystery by Parker next, or maybe a nice legal thriller like Philip Margolin...any good legal novel except something from that conceited cock-sucker John Grisham.
When I got home, I patiently waited till 10am for the Pre-Sale of Bjork Concert Tickets in New York City. I was curious about that 3rd venue at someplace called the United Palace Theater...I mentioned to MOM and she said that the place sounded like the hall up the street where they have church related functions. Bjork coming to Washington Heights?, Don't make me laugh...But a quick search online confirmed the address, it WAS the place right by us!
BJORK was going to be 3 blocks away from where I live, performing a concert, on a DAMN SATURDAY and I'm GONNA BE WORKING!, DAMN, DAMN, DAAAAAAMN!!!!
This United Palace Theater was only famous as the place where the climax of the movie "BELLY" happened. When DMX was supposed to assassinate that religious leader to get out of doing time. I remember them filming that scene around there.
WOW, first the Apollo Theater in Harlem, and then up here in Washington Heights...how FREAKIN' cool is BJORK!
Anyway, 10am came rolling by and I starting hitting the website waiting to place my order. After a few delays of more registering and form filling out, I finally got access to the Box Office link. There were two levels of VIP tickets, I picked the most expensive one and requested ONE ticket (It'd be better without Leeloo, she'll understand...)
The screen came back "No Seats Available in that Level...reduce the number of requested tickets..."
I screamed "WHAAAAAT!!!?!?!" and started panicking
I kept repeating the request, and came up with nada...
It was only 10:10am, there was no WAY the tickets could be all sold already!
I switched browsers, thinking it was an Anti-Firefox thing...nothing...I kept trying, frantically like someone on "ER" saving a patient ("FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, LIVE!")
At 10:20am, I finally got thru...I finalized the deal and printed the reciept, YAY!
I then dug out my old 2001 concert ticket stub (Yes, I saved it, I'm a sentimental bastard...)
Thursday, October 4th, 2001...ORCH5 Row O Seat 510
Now, you figure, Row "O", that's only 14 rows back, right?...WRONG!
They start with Double Letters at the front, so "AA" is the closet! So "AA"-"ZZ" THEN A-O is actually 40 rows back! The lil thing is small as a pixie as it is, imagine how she looked from around Center field!
At least I was centered with Orchestra Section 5...
This time around, without being picky and jus jumping on the first thing thrown, I looked at where I would be sitting this time...
Row "LL", Seat (well, lets keep that a secret in case some nut tries to track me down...) in the Orchestra Section 6...hmmm, that's a little on the left a bit...
BUT Row "LL" means I'd be only 12 rows away...that's pretty close to see the sparkles of whatever she'll be wearing...not bad...
So, Radio City @ May 2nd, which is a Wednesday, that's good, don't have to worry about being tired from work or going to work.
Up here in the Heights at the United Palace Theater on Saturday, the 5th...maybe I'll swing around after work to see what kind of crowd she draws in, I would have to go to work that Sunday after so I really couldn't even stay and buy a cheap seat...
The album, "Volta" comes out Tuesday, the 8th and so is the Concert at the Apollo...
Cool.
All is right in the world...
The nights have been getting so boring since the big accounts transfered over. The work we have is barely enough to keep one scanner busy the whole night. They decided to let PHARELL do other duties and let me work alone, which was surprising (I guess these bastards really did like me...). The last two days all the work has been done by 1:30-2am tops, leaving everyone to kill hours playing solitaire on the PC. I've seen this before, when the work dies, people get the ax. So, it's a good thing I'm bailing!
On the train ride home, I finally finished reading "Cinnamon Kiss" by Walter Mosley. It was another great mystery from Bill Clinton's famous favorite author. I think I'll go back to another Spenser Mystery by Parker next, or maybe a nice legal thriller like Philip Margolin...any good legal novel except something from that conceited cock-sucker John Grisham.
When I got home, I patiently waited till 10am for the Pre-Sale of Bjork Concert Tickets in New York City. I was curious about that 3rd venue at someplace called the United Palace Theater...I mentioned to MOM and she said that the place sounded like the hall up the street where they have church related functions. Bjork coming to Washington Heights?, Don't make me laugh...But a quick search online confirmed the address, it WAS the place right by us!
BJORK was going to be 3 blocks away from where I live, performing a concert, on a DAMN SATURDAY and I'm GONNA BE WORKING!, DAMN, DAMN, DAAAAAAMN!!!!
This United Palace Theater was only famous as the place where the climax of the movie "BELLY" happened. When DMX was supposed to assassinate that religious leader to get out of doing time. I remember them filming that scene around there.
WOW, first the Apollo Theater in Harlem, and then up here in Washington Heights...how FREAKIN' cool is BJORK!
Anyway, 10am came rolling by and I starting hitting the website waiting to place my order. After a few delays of more registering and form filling out, I finally got access to the Box Office link. There were two levels of VIP tickets, I picked the most expensive one and requested ONE ticket (It'd be better without Leeloo, she'll understand...)
The screen came back "No Seats Available in that Level...reduce the number of requested tickets..."
I screamed "WHAAAAAT!!!?!?!" and started panicking
I kept repeating the request, and came up with nada...
It was only 10:10am, there was no WAY the tickets could be all sold already!
I switched browsers, thinking it was an Anti-Firefox thing...nothing...I kept trying, frantically like someone on "ER" saving a patient ("FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, LIVE!")
At 10:20am, I finally got thru...I finalized the deal and printed the reciept, YAY!
I then dug out my old 2001 concert ticket stub (Yes, I saved it, I'm a sentimental bastard...)
Thursday, October 4th, 2001...ORCH5 Row O Seat 510
Now, you figure, Row "O", that's only 14 rows back, right?...WRONG!
They start with Double Letters at the front, so "AA" is the closet! So "AA"-"ZZ" THEN A-O is actually 40 rows back! The lil thing is small as a pixie as it is, imagine how she looked from around Center field!
At least I was centered with Orchestra Section 5...
This time around, without being picky and jus jumping on the first thing thrown, I looked at where I would be sitting this time...
Row "LL", Seat (well, lets keep that a secret in case some nut tries to track me down...) in the Orchestra Section 6...hmmm, that's a little on the left a bit...
BUT Row "LL" means I'd be only 12 rows away...that's pretty close to see the sparkles of whatever she'll be wearing...not bad...
So, Radio City @ May 2nd, which is a Wednesday, that's good, don't have to worry about being tired from work or going to work.
Up here in the Heights at the United Palace Theater on Saturday, the 5th...maybe I'll swing around after work to see what kind of crowd she draws in, I would have to go to work that Sunday after so I really couldn't even stay and buy a cheap seat...
The album, "Volta" comes out Tuesday, the 8th and so is the Concert at the Apollo...
Cool.
All is right in the world...
"Oh, I never know how to write one of these..."
"Dear Sir:
Due to the recent downsizing of our department in the event of the merger with JPMorganChase I hereby inform you of my resignation effective Friday, March 30th, 2007. I have found employment elsewhere and intend to start my new position the following week. I valued my time and experiences and regret departing under these circumstances."
It took me an hour and a half to write this, after FIVE drafts!
Maybe I should have taken a page from The Book of Irene (LOL!)
Due to the recent downsizing of our department in the event of the merger with JPMorganChase I hereby inform you of my resignation effective Friday, March 30th, 2007. I have found employment elsewhere and intend to start my new position the following week. I valued my time and experiences and regret departing under these circumstances."
It took me an hour and a half to write this, after FIVE drafts!
Maybe I should have taken a page from The Book of Irene (LOL!)
"WARNING:Email Scam Alert!!!"
To anyone who has Paypal and uses it to pay from eBay transactions and stuff be on a lookout for an fake email that asks you to update your account information with the threat of suspension by March 24th, 2007. The date in red letters making look urgent. There's a link in the email that supposedly takes you to PayPal.com to update your info, but if you notice, the URL starts with number (200.29.161.100) which means it's not really what it seems.
If you already went to this site and "updated" you information, don't panic, just go to the real paypal.com website and change your password and security question.
Keep in mind, paypal or other legit websites NEVER ask for pin numbers, or social security numbers.
I came pretty close to falling for this scam, but I have a dummy account I use when I don't trust something 100% and they just tried to do a transaction for skype (That Internet Telephone service). I caught it and paypal's taking care of it.
Stay sharp folks, don't fall for the Banana in the Tailpipe.
PeacE!
If you already went to this site and "updated" you information, don't panic, just go to the real paypal.com website and change your password and security question.
Keep in mind, paypal or other legit websites NEVER ask for pin numbers, or social security numbers.
I came pretty close to falling for this scam, but I have a dummy account I use when I don't trust something 100% and they just tried to do a transaction for skype (That Internet Telephone service). I caught it and paypal's taking care of it.
Stay sharp folks, don't fall for the Banana in the Tailpipe.
PeacE!
"Practice good deeds and the rewards will follow..."
It's been a crazy 48 hours...
After doing those annoying home video transfers for MOM's crazy friend saturday, I got hit with a stomach virus that laid me out Sunday night. For the first time, I had to call in...
THEN this morning, a miracle happened (sort of...)
JPMorganChase finally called back with an offer for the Brooklyn Job I interviewed for on St. Patrick's Day! However, I was once told again that it was only Part-Time.
I accepted the offer and relayed to the HR contact that they mentioned that the position was FULL TIME during the interview...(Conflicting observations), The HR Lady double checked the request in her paperwork and confirmed it was only part time, 20 hours over the weekend.
Part of me wanted to jus drop it till I started, but Hearing one thing and then another, I couldn't let it go. So jeopardizing the whole deal, I made a courtesy call to my future supervisor (Who thought I wasn't good enough to Interview!), her name was Cherry (Like the flavor?...what kind of name is that?!?!?).
I called with mock enthusiasm thanking her for the position despite not seeing me directly, and let it drop that the position was Part Time (to my knowledge), she gets all surprised and reiterates that it is FULL TIME. SO I POLITELY suggested that she'd double check with HR...I didn't try to sound snide about it, just clear up the mystery!
A half hour goes by, and The HR rep calls back, HEATED! Talking about "They offered you a Full Time behind my back!...I thought you wanted Part Time...You trying to Manipulate This-and-that..." I went on the defensive and pleaded my case ("Lordy, Imma loose this damn job before I get it!"), and then she hung up. Another 10 minutes goes by the HR rep calls again with a 3-way call including Cherry and the guy who interviewed me, guy's name was Raja (I had forgotten...), I repeated what I said while the HR Woman tried to get Cherry to say I had an attitude about the situation (Cherry even said that I didn't say "Thank You"! when those were my first words!), I calmly de-escalated the conversation while Raja and Cherry correctly admitting to requesting a FULL TIME applicant. The HR Lady got quiet for a moment and terminated the call.
ONE VERY LONG hour went by and I thought I was finished.
Fate had other plans.
I got the call and everything was fixed. It would be a full time position, with INSANE hours of 7am to 5pm Monday and Tuesday, then 7am to 7pm Saturday and Sunday, with me having Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday to myself (NOT BAD!) Working those 12 and 12 hour days were gonna kill me, thou...what the hell I look like a damn surgery intern fresh off Grey's Anatomy?!?!?
Dealing the trains in the morning, those damn school kids...
I'll have to get up at 5, leave by 6am to hopefully get to Downtown BK by 7am, then coming home...dealing with rush hour!
Oh well, at least I can see Prime Time TV again, and those 3 days free, I can do something...
Like get my license or go back to school.
I wanna see if I can do this for a full year, first. With no inter-office drama, politics, or downsizing.
Just pray the damn work environment is cool.
I start in two weeks on April 9th, I've decided to give a week's notice and take off next week for myself, I need the break.
These putzes at the Bank of NY don't deserve a two week notice, I'm jumping ship pronto!
*sigh*
"All in Together, now...Things are looking good, gettin' better now..."
After doing those annoying home video transfers for MOM's crazy friend saturday, I got hit with a stomach virus that laid me out Sunday night. For the first time, I had to call in...
THEN this morning, a miracle happened (sort of...)
JPMorganChase finally called back with an offer for the Brooklyn Job I interviewed for on St. Patrick's Day! However, I was once told again that it was only Part-Time.
I accepted the offer and relayed to the HR contact that they mentioned that the position was FULL TIME during the interview...(Conflicting observations), The HR Lady double checked the request in her paperwork and confirmed it was only part time, 20 hours over the weekend.
Part of me wanted to jus drop it till I started, but Hearing one thing and then another, I couldn't let it go. So jeopardizing the whole deal, I made a courtesy call to my future supervisor (Who thought I wasn't good enough to Interview!), her name was Cherry (Like the flavor?...what kind of name is that?!?!?).
I called with mock enthusiasm thanking her for the position despite not seeing me directly, and let it drop that the position was Part Time (to my knowledge), she gets all surprised and reiterates that it is FULL TIME. SO I POLITELY suggested that she'd double check with HR...I didn't try to sound snide about it, just clear up the mystery!
A half hour goes by, and The HR rep calls back, HEATED! Talking about "They offered you a Full Time behind my back!...I thought you wanted Part Time...You trying to Manipulate This-and-that..." I went on the defensive and pleaded my case ("Lordy, Imma loose this damn job before I get it!"), and then she hung up. Another 10 minutes goes by the HR rep calls again with a 3-way call including Cherry and the guy who interviewed me, guy's name was Raja (I had forgotten...), I repeated what I said while the HR Woman tried to get Cherry to say I had an attitude about the situation (Cherry even said that I didn't say "Thank You"! when those were my first words!), I calmly de-escalated the conversation while Raja and Cherry correctly admitting to requesting a FULL TIME applicant. The HR Lady got quiet for a moment and terminated the call.
ONE VERY LONG hour went by and I thought I was finished.
Fate had other plans.
I got the call and everything was fixed. It would be a full time position, with INSANE hours of 7am to 5pm Monday and Tuesday, then 7am to 7pm Saturday and Sunday, with me having Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday to myself (NOT BAD!) Working those 12 and 12 hour days were gonna kill me, thou...what the hell I look like a damn surgery intern fresh off Grey's Anatomy?!?!?
Dealing the trains in the morning, those damn school kids...
I'll have to get up at 5, leave by 6am to hopefully get to Downtown BK by 7am, then coming home...dealing with rush hour!
Oh well, at least I can see Prime Time TV again, and those 3 days free, I can do something...
Like get my license or go back to school.
I wanna see if I can do this for a full year, first. With no inter-office drama, politics, or downsizing.
Just pray the damn work environment is cool.
I start in two weeks on April 9th, I've decided to give a week's notice and take off next week for myself, I need the break.
These putzes at the Bank of NY don't deserve a two week notice, I'm jumping ship pronto!
*sigh*
"All in Together, now...Things are looking good, gettin' better now..."
"Lesbian Robots fondling Each Other..."
A while back when I found out Bjork was coming to NYC, KimmyK asked for a good listen of one of her songs that I think would make her hip to the scene...
Well, this was the closest one I could think of...
It's controversial video withstanding, "All is Full of Love" is one of those songs that HAUNTS your subconscious. You hear this song once, it stays in your head and it becomes your theme music. You walk to it, you work to it, the rhythm controls every movement in your body. The violins, the harp chords, the electronic thumping of the break-beat, top that with the her soft voice and the simple lyrics...
Product placement for this song can be used anywhere...that first scene when boy meets girl...a slow motion tragic death scene between lovers...hell, even a stripper can dance to this song, swinging around a pole...
It's not my all time favorite song (We'll get to that another post...) it's the first song I usually let someone hear that curious about her music.
WITH THAT SAID, let's talk about the video below. Yes, it IS a bit out there, BJORK has this message about "Loving yourself, before loving others..." so at times she expresses this in songs and videos. So, the two robots in question, are really representing one entity (That's why they have the same face, hers...) and Self-Love (NOT Self-Gratification, there's a difference!) is a positive message to get across, in my humble opinion...
So, enough chatter, here's the video and the lyrics below, oh and BTW, the video DID win MTV's 2000 Music Video Award for special effects and Breakthrough Video, not bad, eh?
You'll be given love
you'll be taken care of
you'll be given love
you have to trust it
Maybe not from the sources
you have poured yours
Maybe not from the directions
you are staring at
Trust your head around
it's all around you
all is full of love
all around you
All is full of love : you just ain't receiving
All is full of love : your phone is off the hook
All is full of love : your doors are all shut
All is full of love
Well, this was the closest one I could think of...
It's controversial video withstanding, "All is Full of Love" is one of those songs that HAUNTS your subconscious. You hear this song once, it stays in your head and it becomes your theme music. You walk to it, you work to it, the rhythm controls every movement in your body. The violins, the harp chords, the electronic thumping of the break-beat, top that with the her soft voice and the simple lyrics...
Product placement for this song can be used anywhere...that first scene when boy meets girl...a slow motion tragic death scene between lovers...hell, even a stripper can dance to this song, swinging around a pole...
It's not my all time favorite song (We'll get to that another post...) it's the first song I usually let someone hear that curious about her music.
WITH THAT SAID, let's talk about the video below. Yes, it IS a bit out there, BJORK has this message about "Loving yourself, before loving others..." so at times she expresses this in songs and videos. So, the two robots in question, are really representing one entity (That's why they have the same face, hers...) and Self-Love (NOT Self-Gratification, there's a difference!) is a positive message to get across, in my humble opinion...
So, enough chatter, here's the video and the lyrics below, oh and BTW, the video DID win MTV's 2000 Music Video Award for special effects and Breakthrough Video, not bad, eh?
You'll be given love
you'll be taken care of
you'll be given love
you have to trust it
Maybe not from the sources
you have poured yours
Maybe not from the directions
you are staring at
Trust your head around
it's all around you
all is full of love
all around you
All is full of love : you just ain't receiving
All is full of love : your phone is off the hook
All is full of love : your doors are all shut
All is full of love
"The morning after..." aka "Aftermath"
I think the ONLY highlight of last night's disaster was the return of "Six Degrees" on ABC. I was almost certain the show was canceled (and still might be...) it was great to see it back. BUT there was a conflict with a new show that's growing on me, David E. Kelley's "The Wedding Belles". I decided to tape "Six Degrees" and watch "Wedding" because I really needed a good laugh, and I can always count on David E. for that.
I stayed up most of the night wondering how I was gonna explain to mom a nice made up living room and bathroom. Maybe she'll be so happy she won't care that I made up the place nice...
So, while playing "uno" on MSN and looping "Ex-Factor" by Lauryn Hill on my CD player, I contemplated my situation. What if this happened the night of the Bjork concert? Am I gonna pay mad money for TWO tickets when there's a 45% chance of her ACTUALLY going? There was an incident with my EX from Jersey City where I paid 175 dollars to see "The Kings of Comedy", and she couldn't miss her class to go. I had to invite JOE at the last minute.
I'm not going thru THAT again!
"Loving you is like a battle..."
Sing it, Lauryn, SING IT!!!!
"And we both end up with scars"
I got the scars, not her!
"Tell me, who I have to be
To get some reciprocity"
I need to know...
"No one loves you more than me
And no one ever will"
I'm getting there (Who am I kidding, I AM THERE!)
So, while not exactly crying myself to sleep...I'm hurting...
I can't remember when I slept, but come 7:30am, I woke up to the sound of the locks clicking. I gave mom a hour to let everything set it as she and Baby Girl enter the house, and then after I looked at "Loonatics Unleashed" I came out of my room.
"What the hell did you do to this house?" mom asked.
I pretended to look around as this was the first time I noticed the changes...
"Huh?" I answered blankly.
"The living room is actually...CLEAN and you changed everything in the Bathroom..."
"Oh, heh, heh...I wanted some time to myself, sooooo I make the place nice...surpriseeee..." I said with a flourish.
MOM jus looked at me blankly...
"You asked me to spend the night..."
"Yes." I said.
"Leaving you alone here..."
"Yes."
"So you could do some Spring Cleaning?!?!?!?"
I smiled.
"Do I have "Stupid" written on my forehead?!?!?"
"Um, no. I don't think so..."
MOM was about to say something when BABY GIRL came over and saved me...
"I like the new shower curtain Uncle Leslie!"
"Why thank you BABY GIRL...let's have breakfast..." I said and led them to the kitchen before MOM could flip out some more.
I caught Leeloo online a bit later and we talked. It wasn't even the rain that stopped her, she got held up in some personal business. She has so much drama going on in her life, custody issues with the kids father, keeping Disability Case open, still going to some army base, and the breathing medication issues.
I almost felt like saying "Just call me when YOU feeling doing something...", but I held my tongue...
I went out to do some shopping and prepared myself for the headache of the afternoon approaching. MOM did her part of the deal and now, I have to deal with Home Videos of one of her goofy friends.
When I came back I caught my fav. movie on TNT, "Heat", which but me in a relaxing mood.
It was right then, as the movie started, that I had an epiphany...
Every date I have planned and mentioned on the blog BEFORE it actually happens...
*The original 1st Date
*Karaoke
*Sex Toy Shopping in the Village
*...And now An Evening in the Batcave
have been broken. The few times we have met I talked about AFTER...
That could be it...the foreshadowing and anticipating have been jinxing the relationship. I need to stop describing my plans on her and just flow...
I think I got something here...
Stay Tuned.
I stayed up most of the night wondering how I was gonna explain to mom a nice made up living room and bathroom. Maybe she'll be so happy she won't care that I made up the place nice...
So, while playing "uno" on MSN and looping "Ex-Factor" by Lauryn Hill on my CD player, I contemplated my situation. What if this happened the night of the Bjork concert? Am I gonna pay mad money for TWO tickets when there's a 45% chance of her ACTUALLY going? There was an incident with my EX from Jersey City where I paid 175 dollars to see "The Kings of Comedy", and she couldn't miss her class to go. I had to invite JOE at the last minute.
I'm not going thru THAT again!
"Loving you is like a battle..."
Sing it, Lauryn, SING IT!!!!
"And we both end up with scars"
I got the scars, not her!
"Tell me, who I have to be
To get some reciprocity"
I need to know...
"No one loves you more than me
And no one ever will"
I'm getting there (Who am I kidding, I AM THERE!)
So, while not exactly crying myself to sleep...I'm hurting...
I can't remember when I slept, but come 7:30am, I woke up to the sound of the locks clicking. I gave mom a hour to let everything set it as she and Baby Girl enter the house, and then after I looked at "Loonatics Unleashed" I came out of my room.
"What the hell did you do to this house?" mom asked.
I pretended to look around as this was the first time I noticed the changes...
"Huh?" I answered blankly.
"The living room is actually...CLEAN and you changed everything in the Bathroom..."
"Oh, heh, heh...I wanted some time to myself, sooooo I make the place nice...surpriseeee..." I said with a flourish.
MOM jus looked at me blankly...
"You asked me to spend the night..."
"Yes." I said.
"Leaving you alone here..."
"Yes."
"So you could do some Spring Cleaning?!?!?!?"
I smiled.
"Do I have "Stupid" written on my forehead?!?!?"
"Um, no. I don't think so..."
MOM was about to say something when BABY GIRL came over and saved me...
"I like the new shower curtain Uncle Leslie!"
"Why thank you BABY GIRL...let's have breakfast..." I said and led them to the kitchen before MOM could flip out some more.
I caught Leeloo online a bit later and we talked. It wasn't even the rain that stopped her, she got held up in some personal business. She has so much drama going on in her life, custody issues with the kids father, keeping Disability Case open, still going to some army base, and the breathing medication issues.
I almost felt like saying "Just call me when YOU feeling doing something...", but I held my tongue...
I went out to do some shopping and prepared myself for the headache of the afternoon approaching. MOM did her part of the deal and now, I have to deal with Home Videos of one of her goofy friends.
When I came back I caught my fav. movie on TNT, "Heat", which but me in a relaxing mood.
It was right then, as the movie started, that I had an epiphany...
Every date I have planned and mentioned on the blog BEFORE it actually happens...
*The original 1st Date
*Karaoke
*Sex Toy Shopping in the Village
*...And now An Evening in the Batcave
have been broken. The few times we have met I talked about AFTER...
That could be it...the foreshadowing and anticipating have been jinxing the relationship. I need to stop describing my plans on her and just flow...
I think I got something here...
Stay Tuned.
"...'gainst my window...I can't stand the Rain!"
I'm considering changing Leeloo's nick name to Peter Parker. I'm certainly feeling like Mary Jane Watson getting jilted on yet another date. And I'm sure Leeloo's not webslinging in downtown Manhattan all the time, but one has to wonder what to make of this "Hit and Miss" situation.
It wasn't her fault, I know that.
At least I wanna believe that. Around 1pm this afternoon, it started pouring down raining HARD! The streets were wet with puddles within moments, it was incredible. The storm stopped at around 4:30 and the sun even came out before the evening began.
A wave of disappointment came over me, all my efforts, the work, for nothing. Sure I could find a way to get mom outta the house again, but what would be the point?
You don't wanna be rash and stupid by taking this out on her...
You have to be forgiving, understanding...
After all, she's worth it...
Right?
It wasn't her fault, I know that.
At least I wanna believe that. Around 1pm this afternoon, it started pouring down raining HARD! The streets were wet with puddles within moments, it was incredible. The storm stopped at around 4:30 and the sun even came out before the evening began.
A wave of disappointment came over me, all my efforts, the work, for nothing. Sure I could find a way to get mom outta the house again, but what would be the point?
You don't wanna be rash and stupid by taking this out on her...
You have to be forgiving, understanding...
After all, she's worth it...
Right?
"Who is Hudson Hawk?"
I know it's been a bit since I posted, been busy slowly preparing the Batcave for Leeloo's arrival. Yes, she's coming today! For a nice introductory visit in which I hope many, many more will follow. Now before you start thinking out there, I have NO expectations of getting freaky-deaky with my beloved today. If the weather cooperates, I'm gonna show her around the heights a bit, bring something in to eat and watch a movie. I'm gonna rent "Eragon" from blockbuster because she like Dragon movies.Mom and reluctantly agreed to skip over to Psycho-Lesbo Sis's house for the evening. She's been giving me the 3rd Degree almost every morning each time we go over the plan.
One time tuesday morning I finally decided to humor her line subjective questioning...
"All right, you dragged it outta me..." I started.
MOM turned and patiently waited for my answer with baited breath...
"I'm orchestrating a Drugs for Guns trade between the Latin Kings and Russian Mafia, I've played middle man for 3 months in a secret operation..."
MOM picked up a box of tissues and threw it at me before I could finish.
"WHY ARE YOU SUCH A WISE ASS?!?!?!" she bellowed.
Wednesday and yesterday morning (Me writing this Friday at 4:30am...) throwing away extra boxes and stuff lying around waiting to be handled and buying a few things. I brought a Couch Cover to cover up the toddler-worn-and-stained sofa JOE gave me "Outta-the-kindness-of-his-so-called-Heart", I also brought a new Toilet Seat and matching Shower Curtain to replace our current ridiculous configuration of Betty Boop and novelty fake wood (Why would someone sit on a wooden toilet seat?!?!). I was gonna go Ty Pennington up in the piece and give the Apartment a Extreme Makeover!
All this will exclusively happen AFTER mom leave for work friday, whether I'll change everything back or keep it the way I do, I'll cross the bridge afterwards...
This was going to be The Perfect Crime...
As long as it all goes to plan...
SHE'S COMING!!!....BJORK IS COMING TO NYC!!!!!!
Omigod! Omigod OMIGOD!!!!!! Iceland sensation BJORK is touring the US, with THREE...THREE!!! shows in New York City alone....I AM SO FREAKING EXCITED!!!!! AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!
She'll be promoting her new album, which comes out in May called "Volta". She's returning to Radio City Music Hall AND is doing a concert at The Apollo Theater in Harlem, how cool is that??!?!
I would really like to take Leeloo to a concert, but I'm not quite sure she would be into her music.
I can go alone, it's no problem...I wanna get better seats this time...
If there's only one concert I go to this year, THIS IS IT!
I've been screaming since 12:30pm...Thank you Pollstar!!!!!
"Pale shades of Grey...."
With March Madness taking over CBS, I caught up with "Grey's Anatomy". I DID NOT like that three-part story about the ferry crash, it struck a chord with me here in New York after we had our own ferry disaster a couple of years ago. That shit is still fresh in our heads and didn't need to splashed into a TV Sweeps gimmick! What's next, a couple a hijacked planes hit the Space Needle?!?! While I knew Meridith was on the verge of dying (Yeah, like they'd really kill her off, her name's in the damn Title of the Show!), I had no idea they took that moment to also kill her mother who I thought was getting better from the MS...that was big.
Also, Callie and George got married...wow...Christina and Burke are doing the engagement thing. I almost thought that would have been reversed when both proposals happened at the same time, shows what I know...
Mongomery-Shepard puts McSteamy in the Penalty Box with a bet, which probably means she still wants him for herself.
AND now it's Karev's turn to fall for someone, despite him being the unemotional "Tell-it-like-it-is" hard-ass. To be fair, his IS an interesting story arc, I hope they milk it for a while and keep it a mystery of who she is and all that. In real life, Jane Doe's stay at hospitals for MONTHS before their identity can be found.
So with that recap, we dive into Thursday's episode. A floppy British snob (Hey, it's that guy from CHEERS!) would be an ideal replacement Chief...mix up the ethnicity pot even more (This show is a Diverse as Network TV can GET these days...which is not really a GOOD thing.). The ol'flame/mentor relationship with Christina is a nice touch (anything to drive Burke insane, right?), Izzy gets judgmental about George despite her having MILLIONS of dollars and unable to keep her nose to herself...and speaking of George, he goes apeshit when finds out he's achieved the American Dream (Marrying Money!)
And Speaking of which...HOW IN THE WORLD does Callie go from secretly living in the hospital to Paris-frickin'-Hilton?!?!? In the words of the Geico Caveman..."Yeah, I have a rebuttal, "Um, WHAT!?!?!?" She's loaded and she lives like Samuel L. Jackson in "The Caveman's Valentine"?!?!?! I haven't seen a huge shift like that since "The Practice" when Rebecca went from Secretary to Attorney between seasons!
So, in light of the shit hitting the fan, yadda, yadda, yadda...Izzy and George get CRUNK and MIGHT HAVE slept together...I'm not buying that "Coyote Ugly" ending till I see PROOF, damnit! There are lots of ways to get drunk, take off all your clothes and sleep in the same bed WITHOUT having sex. Maybe it was real HOT last night, who knows?...We'll see...
I saw "The Prestige" finally this morning (5am)...I'll share my insights on that KICK-ASS movie in another post.
But for now....PEACE!
Also, Callie and George got married...wow...Christina and Burke are doing the engagement thing. I almost thought that would have been reversed when both proposals happened at the same time, shows what I know...
Mongomery-Shepard puts McSteamy in the Penalty Box with a bet, which probably means she still wants him for herself.
AND now it's Karev's turn to fall for someone, despite him being the unemotional "Tell-it-like-it-is" hard-ass. To be fair, his IS an interesting story arc, I hope they milk it for a while and keep it a mystery of who she is and all that. In real life, Jane Doe's stay at hospitals for MONTHS before their identity can be found.
So with that recap, we dive into Thursday's episode. A floppy British snob (Hey, it's that guy from CHEERS!) would be an ideal replacement Chief...mix up the ethnicity pot even more (This show is a Diverse as Network TV can GET these days...which is not really a GOOD thing.). The ol'flame/mentor relationship with Christina is a nice touch (anything to drive Burke insane, right?), Izzy gets judgmental about George despite her having MILLIONS of dollars and unable to keep her nose to herself...and speaking of George, he goes apeshit when finds out he's achieved the American Dream (Marrying Money!)
And Speaking of which...HOW IN THE WORLD does Callie go from secretly living in the hospital to Paris-frickin'-Hilton?!?!? In the words of the Geico Caveman..."Yeah, I have a rebuttal, "Um, WHAT!?!?!?" She's loaded and she lives like Samuel L. Jackson in "The Caveman's Valentine"?!?!?! I haven't seen a huge shift like that since "The Practice" when Rebecca went from Secretary to Attorney between seasons!
So, in light of the shit hitting the fan, yadda, yadda, yadda...Izzy and George get CRUNK and MIGHT HAVE slept together...I'm not buying that "Coyote Ugly" ending till I see PROOF, damnit! There are lots of ways to get drunk, take off all your clothes and sleep in the same bed WITHOUT having sex. Maybe it was real HOT last night, who knows?...We'll see...
I saw "The Prestige" finally this morning (5am)...I'll share my insights on that KICK-ASS movie in another post.
But for now....PEACE!
"Treasure CHEST!"
While exploring with the "Next Blog" button...I hit the MOTHERlode!
Fire5, eat yer heart out, buddy...the germans got you beat!
Fire5, eat yer heart out, buddy...the germans got you beat!
"Because it's been so long..."
You know, I can't remember the last time I posted a picture of myself (Other than my big ol' booty) so in light of that situation...
This is me next to a wall in our office cafeteria that has the company logo (soon to be changed).
This is a candid picture I took of the "crew" as the night was winding down...don't you hate it when no one looks into the camera? The woman in the middle is the pain in the ass snob, Sandra, while the two guys on either side are both named John. The one in the blue shirt on the right is the one I nicknamed "Pharell"
And finally, a picture taken of me by Leeloo in a McDonald's during our 2nd date....I look tired! (LOL)
This is me next to a wall in our office cafeteria that has the company logo (soon to be changed).
This is a candid picture I took of the "crew" as the night was winding down...don't you hate it when no one looks into the camera? The woman in the middle is the pain in the ass snob, Sandra, while the two guys on either side are both named John. The one in the blue shirt on the right is the one I nicknamed "Pharell"
And finally, a picture taken of me by Leeloo in a McDonald's during our 2nd date....I look tired! (LOL)
"Irish Spring"
My journey into the snow-capped metropolis yesterday was a waste of time and energy. By the time I had reached Casual Male Big and Tall down at 23rd street on the east side, it was 6:15, and even though the sign said they were open till 7pm, it was obvious that they had closed early due to the storm. I was able to savage the evening by returning uptown and seeing my Barber, Jalu for a haircut.
This morning, I had the interview. The metrotech center in Downtown Brooklyn, at 1pm. I ventured out around 10am to the cleaners to recover some slacks I put in monday. The Neighborhood was a mess. Fresh snow had hardened by the late sleet and freezing rain, and there were puddles of slush at every street corner. The sun was out but it was still a frigid 30 degrees as I trudged my way to the cleaners and made my way back home.
I took a shower next, and double checked my resume, gathered as much intel on the position and any relevant info I could give them to sell me better and I left a little before 12 noon. I was afraid trains your give me problems (With all the crazies heading to the Parade...), but thankfully I had no problems.
Downtown Brooklyn looked just like I remembered it. Sure the stores were maybe different, but it was still the same...a bustling promenade that could rival any country Mega Mall with streets so twisted and maze like, you can very easily get lost. It wasn't like the city (Manhattan) with STREETS up and down and AVENUES right and left...it was pretty much "do what'cha ya like" out here. The metrotech center was easy, 4 huge buildings in some-what a Valley of Corporate and School structures, The MTA headquarters, Polytechnic University and Keyspan Energy (Heat and Gas) are all around here along with the Brooklyn Courts and Marriott Hotel.
I made my on Myrtle, going south towards Flatbush, passing 2 Metrotech, then 3...finally to 4, My destination. It was 5 before one when I got to the entrance and found it locked. I was on the wrong side! This block was huge and it took awhile to walk around on the correct side and make my entrance. In the lobby, I stated my business to the guards who then called my contact. I had no idea what floor I had to go to so they sent someone down to pick me up.
The guy who met me was also doing my interview (guess the other supervisor was too busy...), he seemed to be a cool guy (who may or may not had sugar in the veins...) as he explained the setup of the office. I took note of where I was going and absorbed as much as I could, making detailed notes about everything I saw. As I looked around, everything was pretty much familiar, you could say it was just like "home" (If I could call where I'm working now, home...). The PC's, the floor plan, everything they were doing, looked exactly like what we were doing, so hopefully, I'd fit in fine (If there were no Ball-Breaking, uppity, Jamaican snob SKANKS around...).
I was led to a cubicle where I was asked some simple questions and informed about the position in question. This is where it got confusing. I was originally told needed only a part timer for the weekend shift, but the guy told me it was a 40 hour full time commitment they were looking for, true were the weekend details of work 7am to 6pm...but I guess I would be asked to also work Monday, Tuesday and possibly Wednesday, with Thursday and Friday off (Kewl!). This blew me away, but it wasn't nothing I could have a problem with. Everything seem positive about the work environment. They really looking for Leadership type qualities in everyone, which honestly I try not to shoot that high. I don't wanna be THE MAN, I wanna be THE MAN BEHIND THE MAN...I don't wanna be Kirk, I wanna be Spock, I don't wanna be Picard, I wanna be Riker. They say those who choose not lead make the BEST leaders, but I've been The Leader once, at the library, and all it brought was animosity from my peers, jealousy and hatred, to the point where I was betrayed and brought down like Julius Cesar ("Beware the ides of March!"...I'm not going out like that, ever again. I'm comfortable with my role, I have no high aspirations, just get the job done.
I was then taken around the office to the workstation where I would be if hired, I noticed instantly that the machines were enclosed in a VERY cool temperature room, to much of my delight! The machines were a bit more advanced than the encoders and check scanners we had, due to the fact that checks weren't the main thing scanned, more like the documentation itself matter most. I tried to contain my enthusiasm as this seemed to be the ideal position for maybe the next few years. Everything looked perfect. I was asked if I wouldn't mind being cross-trained for other duties, which were Data Keying and Mail Extracting. I shuddered at the thought of paper pushing (or envelope opening...) but agreed that it would be a pleasure to be a Man-at-Arms and know more than one operation. Within a half hour of walking and talking we were back at the cubicle, the guy seemed sold on me and it would be a matter of days before they would make it official. If I do get the position, it would start in April, after I would get processed and everything (I noticed I didn't have to fill out any paperwork, which was a relief...) and I would get an answer over the phone very soon.
This was one of the easiest interviews I ever went through, I don't wanna get my hopes up too soon, but it appears to be a Slam Dunk!
I went back home and stopped by Blockbuster to get a few movies to celebrate. I rented "Snakes on a Plane" (for Mom), "The Prestige" and finally "Brick" for me. I was home by 3:30 and we watched "Snakes on a Plane" at 4pm...Very vicious movie!
After the movie, I caught Leeloo online and we chatted a bit. At 7:30, mom sprung for Chinese and we saw the "Soul Train Music Awards" together.
Mom mentions some trips she plans to take this year. When I was living on my own for 5 years, she never left her house (only to go to work) now, ever since I moved back in she treats herself like Paris Hilton sometimes, hopping around the states. She's planning a trip to Jacksonville next month, she's thinking about Vegas again, to attend a friend's family reunion (How she gonna go to a family reunion and she ain't family!?!?!?)...AND!!!! She has the nerve to wanna take Psycho-Lesbo Sis to NASSAU!!...The freaking island resort! WTF?!?!? When baby girl goes down to see her father down south during the summer, they gonna go...WITHOUT ME! Talking about, "It's a place only Women enjoy..." BULLSHIT!
See, it's these little gestures that PROVES MOM favors SIS more...
But that's okay...Imma do my thing, too...
Me and Leeloo hit it off, and I know she's real...we'll go to Puerto Rico, by ourselves...maybe for our 6 month anniversary...
See, I'm gonna Live LIFE!...with or without my fake-ass family!
Gonna take her trifflin', golddigging, lazy-ass, welfare mama, psychopath to paradise!?!?...and I'm the favorite?!?! PLEASE!
This morning, I had the interview. The metrotech center in Downtown Brooklyn, at 1pm. I ventured out around 10am to the cleaners to recover some slacks I put in monday. The Neighborhood was a mess. Fresh snow had hardened by the late sleet and freezing rain, and there were puddles of slush at every street corner. The sun was out but it was still a frigid 30 degrees as I trudged my way to the cleaners and made my way back home.
I took a shower next, and double checked my resume, gathered as much intel on the position and any relevant info I could give them to sell me better and I left a little before 12 noon. I was afraid trains your give me problems (With all the crazies heading to the Parade...), but thankfully I had no problems.
Downtown Brooklyn looked just like I remembered it. Sure the stores were maybe different, but it was still the same...a bustling promenade that could rival any country Mega Mall with streets so twisted and maze like, you can very easily get lost. It wasn't like the city (Manhattan) with STREETS up and down and AVENUES right and left...it was pretty much "do what'cha ya like" out here. The metrotech center was easy, 4 huge buildings in some-what a Valley of Corporate and School structures, The MTA headquarters, Polytechnic University and Keyspan Energy (Heat and Gas) are all around here along with the Brooklyn Courts and Marriott Hotel.
I made my on Myrtle, going south towards Flatbush, passing 2 Metrotech, then 3...finally to 4, My destination. It was 5 before one when I got to the entrance and found it locked. I was on the wrong side! This block was huge and it took awhile to walk around on the correct side and make my entrance. In the lobby, I stated my business to the guards who then called my contact. I had no idea what floor I had to go to so they sent someone down to pick me up.
The guy who met me was also doing my interview (guess the other supervisor was too busy...), he seemed to be a cool guy (who may or may not had sugar in the veins...) as he explained the setup of the office. I took note of where I was going and absorbed as much as I could, making detailed notes about everything I saw. As I looked around, everything was pretty much familiar, you could say it was just like "home" (If I could call where I'm working now, home...). The PC's, the floor plan, everything they were doing, looked exactly like what we were doing, so hopefully, I'd fit in fine (If there were no Ball-Breaking, uppity, Jamaican snob SKANKS around...).
I was led to a cubicle where I was asked some simple questions and informed about the position in question. This is where it got confusing. I was originally told needed only a part timer for the weekend shift, but the guy told me it was a 40 hour full time commitment they were looking for, true were the weekend details of work 7am to 6pm...but I guess I would be asked to also work Monday, Tuesday and possibly Wednesday, with Thursday and Friday off (Kewl!). This blew me away, but it wasn't nothing I could have a problem with. Everything seem positive about the work environment. They really looking for Leadership type qualities in everyone, which honestly I try not to shoot that high. I don't wanna be THE MAN, I wanna be THE MAN BEHIND THE MAN...I don't wanna be Kirk, I wanna be Spock, I don't wanna be Picard, I wanna be Riker. They say those who choose not lead make the BEST leaders, but I've been The Leader once, at the library, and all it brought was animosity from my peers, jealousy and hatred, to the point where I was betrayed and brought down like Julius Cesar ("Beware the ides of March!"...I'm not going out like that, ever again. I'm comfortable with my role, I have no high aspirations, just get the job done.
I was then taken around the office to the workstation where I would be if hired, I noticed instantly that the machines were enclosed in a VERY cool temperature room, to much of my delight! The machines were a bit more advanced than the encoders and check scanners we had, due to the fact that checks weren't the main thing scanned, more like the documentation itself matter most. I tried to contain my enthusiasm as this seemed to be the ideal position for maybe the next few years. Everything looked perfect. I was asked if I wouldn't mind being cross-trained for other duties, which were Data Keying and Mail Extracting. I shuddered at the thought of paper pushing (or envelope opening...) but agreed that it would be a pleasure to be a Man-at-Arms and know more than one operation. Within a half hour of walking and talking we were back at the cubicle, the guy seemed sold on me and it would be a matter of days before they would make it official. If I do get the position, it would start in April, after I would get processed and everything (I noticed I didn't have to fill out any paperwork, which was a relief...) and I would get an answer over the phone very soon.
This was one of the easiest interviews I ever went through, I don't wanna get my hopes up too soon, but it appears to be a Slam Dunk!
I went back home and stopped by Blockbuster to get a few movies to celebrate. I rented "Snakes on a Plane" (for Mom), "The Prestige" and finally "Brick" for me. I was home by 3:30 and we watched "Snakes on a Plane" at 4pm...Very vicious movie!
After the movie, I caught Leeloo online and we chatted a bit. At 7:30, mom sprung for Chinese and we saw the "Soul Train Music Awards" together.
Mom mentions some trips she plans to take this year. When I was living on my own for 5 years, she never left her house (only to go to work) now, ever since I moved back in she treats herself like Paris Hilton sometimes, hopping around the states. She's planning a trip to Jacksonville next month, she's thinking about Vegas again, to attend a friend's family reunion (How she gonna go to a family reunion and she ain't family!?!?!?)...AND!!!! She has the nerve to wanna take Psycho-Lesbo Sis to NASSAU!!...The freaking island resort! WTF?!?!? When baby girl goes down to see her father down south during the summer, they gonna go...WITHOUT ME! Talking about, "It's a place only Women enjoy..." BULLSHIT!
See, it's these little gestures that PROVES MOM favors SIS more...
But that's okay...Imma do my thing, too...
Me and Leeloo hit it off, and I know she's real...we'll go to Puerto Rico, by ourselves...maybe for our 6 month anniversary...
See, I'm gonna Live LIFE!...with or without my fake-ass family!
Gonna take her trifflin', golddigging, lazy-ass, welfare mama, psychopath to paradise!?!?...and I'm the favorite?!?! PLEASE!
"A series of events, none that are unfortunate."
The weather was so nice at one point this week, now as I type this Freezing-Rain/Sleet-Snow sprinkles the cold air as the sky pales into a milky white.
This week and the next will represent the beginning of the end at work. Next Thursday, the 22nd, the remaining Big Accounts will transfer over leaving us with a reduced workload that probably one scanner can handle on his own.
I'm at the end of my rope with this place anyway. The Jamaican floor supervisor, Sandra has been pissing me off and breaking my balls criticizing my work procedure. I do my work one way, she wants it done a different way that's much, much slower.
So I keep telling myself, "Jus one more fuckin' week...and all this'll be over."
I believe if the workload does get incredibly easy, I will be relieved from my post and reassigned to some tedious task (Like letter opening...) till my release date in April. If that happens I will resign and contact these temp agencies that have been trying to start me on something.
There is a sliver of hope, though. The human resource people at JPMorganChase have finally given me a shot at an interview early. For a weekend position. I'd work only 20 hours between Saturday and Sunday. It's not much, but it's a permanent position with the bank AND it's also in the Document Scanning field.
A job interview on Saturday, St. Patrick's Day...that is a first.
If the money's right (I don't mind the 11 hour work day or the fact that it's in Downtown Brooklyn), I can use this as the ultimate excuse to FINALLY go back to school. There would be no conflicts now, with Monday thru Friday available.
Is this actually happening? Are all the pieces finally coming together? All I need is 18 months to get a degree in anything computer related, then I can write my ticket.
There's so much other shit going on...
Psycho-Lesbo Sis received her some of her Income Tax return and is still hell bent of finding another Section 8 Apartment somewhere and moving. She's doing the Love/Hate relationship with Memphis Bleek and lord only knows how Baby Girl's dealing with all that drama right in the middle of things.
MOM keeps talking about her problems at work. She's approaching the last straw with her co-workers and is slowing bringing her personal stuff home in the event of be fired or quitting on a whim. She keeps talking about getting to 62 and trying to do the senior citizen public housing thing, trying to get our apartment subsidized. She's only 58, so she just wants to start babysitting children again to get by (There was a time she did this when we first moved here, I was around 11 or 12 and mom was taking care of up to 7 kids after school...), she's running out of steam and it's gonna fall on ME to support her somehow.
The only thing that keeps me going is Leeloo.
She's given me "The strength of 10 Men, because my Heart is Pure" (Got that from Spenser, who I'm sure got that from someone else...). I'm so in sync with her.
I can tell when it's her "Time of the Month", when she feels sad, when she's preoccupied my something else...I'm just so INTO her, and she appreciates all the attention I give her.
We were supposed to get together but she had a errand to do with her mother so we made plans for next friday.
So, I lie here...in my room, the window cracked open a bit to let the winter breeze in. I'm naked, with a thin cover sheet draped over me.
I have a list of things to do, myself...
I need to get a haircut, and I wanted to see I could get a new suit jacket for the interview from the Big and Tall place on 23rd, I need to get my dress pants from the cleaners, pay 75 dollars to the tax man, and pay the cable bill.
But I'm just lying here...while school children come home from school, people fight the snow to come home from work.
I'm so glad, I wasn't out there...last night it was just rain.
What is going to happen with me?
I lie on my back and feel the sheet against my body...my mind wanders and I imagine Leeloo sitting up over me, a leg on each side of my bare torso...she traces her hand around my stomach and I start to sigh...I fantasize us making love for awhile and come to my senses.
There's work to do, and time is something you don't have a luxury of...
"You're gonna haveta go Out There." I whisper to no one.
It was 4pm, now...and it didn't look like it was gonna get any better.
I had to go...Out There.
This week and the next will represent the beginning of the end at work. Next Thursday, the 22nd, the remaining Big Accounts will transfer over leaving us with a reduced workload that probably one scanner can handle on his own.
I'm at the end of my rope with this place anyway. The Jamaican floor supervisor, Sandra has been pissing me off and breaking my balls criticizing my work procedure. I do my work one way, she wants it done a different way that's much, much slower.
So I keep telling myself, "Jus one more fuckin' week...and all this'll be over."
I believe if the workload does get incredibly easy, I will be relieved from my post and reassigned to some tedious task (Like letter opening...) till my release date in April. If that happens I will resign and contact these temp agencies that have been trying to start me on something.
There is a sliver of hope, though. The human resource people at JPMorganChase have finally given me a shot at an interview early. For a weekend position. I'd work only 20 hours between Saturday and Sunday. It's not much, but it's a permanent position with the bank AND it's also in the Document Scanning field.
A job interview on Saturday, St. Patrick's Day...that is a first.
If the money's right (I don't mind the 11 hour work day or the fact that it's in Downtown Brooklyn), I can use this as the ultimate excuse to FINALLY go back to school. There would be no conflicts now, with Monday thru Friday available.
Is this actually happening? Are all the pieces finally coming together? All I need is 18 months to get a degree in anything computer related, then I can write my ticket.
There's so much other shit going on...
Psycho-Lesbo Sis received her some of her Income Tax return and is still hell bent of finding another Section 8 Apartment somewhere and moving. She's doing the Love/Hate relationship with Memphis Bleek and lord only knows how Baby Girl's dealing with all that drama right in the middle of things.
MOM keeps talking about her problems at work. She's approaching the last straw with her co-workers and is slowing bringing her personal stuff home in the event of be fired or quitting on a whim. She keeps talking about getting to 62 and trying to do the senior citizen public housing thing, trying to get our apartment subsidized. She's only 58, so she just wants to start babysitting children again to get by (There was a time she did this when we first moved here, I was around 11 or 12 and mom was taking care of up to 7 kids after school...), she's running out of steam and it's gonna fall on ME to support her somehow.
The only thing that keeps me going is Leeloo.
She's given me "The strength of 10 Men, because my Heart is Pure" (Got that from Spenser, who I'm sure got that from someone else...). I'm so in sync with her.
I can tell when it's her "Time of the Month", when she feels sad, when she's preoccupied my something else...I'm just so INTO her, and she appreciates all the attention I give her.
We were supposed to get together but she had a errand to do with her mother so we made plans for next friday.
So, I lie here...in my room, the window cracked open a bit to let the winter breeze in. I'm naked, with a thin cover sheet draped over me.
I have a list of things to do, myself...
I need to get a haircut, and I wanted to see I could get a new suit jacket for the interview from the Big and Tall place on 23rd, I need to get my dress pants from the cleaners, pay 75 dollars to the tax man, and pay the cable bill.
But I'm just lying here...while school children come home from school, people fight the snow to come home from work.
I'm so glad, I wasn't out there...last night it was just rain.
What is going to happen with me?
I lie on my back and feel the sheet against my body...my mind wanders and I imagine Leeloo sitting up over me, a leg on each side of my bare torso...she traces her hand around my stomach and I start to sigh...I fantasize us making love for awhile and come to my senses.
There's work to do, and time is something you don't have a luxury of...
"You're gonna haveta go Out There." I whisper to no one.
It was 4pm, now...and it didn't look like it was gonna get any better.
I had to go...Out There.
"For those playing the Home Game..."
In my last post I mentioned a couple of urban Gentlemen magazines that might have been unfamiliar to the the audience...
Allow me to shine some light.
KING is a informative men's magazine dedicated to Sports, Politics, Sex, Cars and Hip-Hop. A Bi-Monthy periodical known for it's Jaw-Dropping Pin-Up Covers of latest and greatest female entertainers in the industry. To grace the cover of KING is an iconic achievement that go to a deserved few (Some earn the honor, and some, get it prematurely depending if they're the flavor of the month.)
A few examples of recent KING covers include...
Kelly Rowland (Of Destiny's Child)
Janet Jackson (It was about DAMN time!)
And most recently, in a special New York Dedication Issue,
the LOVELY Vida Guerra...
"XXL" (Pronounced "Double X EL", not X-X-EL or Extra Extra Large") is a bit more Music Oriented, but still has various articles in Politics, Sports, and Entertainment News. Occasionally an issue comes up with an interview and layout spread of a "Video Vixen" or Sexy Entertainer. One of the most popular XXL covers have been graced by Lil Kim...
I have to admit...I get a lot of these magazines depending on who made the cover. KING is also know as the magazine "You start to read Backwards" due to the Very last page having a special pin up known as the "Backshot" highlighting a womans...Booty.
Aside from the centerfolds, the articles can be quite informative...Fashion, Sports, and Social Tips (How to Dance in a Club, A man's guide to a Threesome, How to Cook for the Ladies...) Most of the interviews don't hold back and show you the real side of any celebrity out there.
So, hopefully that clears things up a bit.
Glad I could share this with ya'll...
PeaCE!
Allow me to shine some light.
KING is a informative men's magazine dedicated to Sports, Politics, Sex, Cars and Hip-Hop. A Bi-Monthy periodical known for it's Jaw-Dropping Pin-Up Covers of latest and greatest female entertainers in the industry. To grace the cover of KING is an iconic achievement that go to a deserved few (Some earn the honor, and some, get it prematurely depending if they're the flavor of the month.)
A few examples of recent KING covers include...
Kelly Rowland (Of Destiny's Child)
Janet Jackson (It was about DAMN time!)
And most recently, in a special New York Dedication Issue,
the LOVELY Vida Guerra...
"XXL" (Pronounced "Double X EL", not X-X-EL or Extra Extra Large") is a bit more Music Oriented, but still has various articles in Politics, Sports, and Entertainment News. Occasionally an issue comes up with an interview and layout spread of a "Video Vixen" or Sexy Entertainer. One of the most popular XXL covers have been graced by Lil Kim...
I have to admit...I get a lot of these magazines depending on who made the cover. KING is also know as the magazine "You start to read Backwards" due to the Very last page having a special pin up known as the "Backshot" highlighting a womans...Booty.
Aside from the centerfolds, the articles can be quite informative...Fashion, Sports, and Social Tips (How to Dance in a Club, A man's guide to a Threesome, How to Cook for the Ladies...) Most of the interviews don't hold back and show you the real side of any celebrity out there.
So, hopefully that clears things up a bit.
Glad I could share this with ya'll...
PeaCE!
"Come Back, Shane!"
A weird thing happened this weekend...Fire5 had posted a risque picture in a post for Daylight Savings Time...and nothing happened. It's finally happened...
I've developed a immune system to smut!
An immune system nurtured by LOVE!
I'm not watching softporn on cinemax anymore...it feels odd.
HOWever, it's not like I'm off nekkid pictures entirely...just ones of my boo. *WINK*
My appetite for smut is curbed, I may have to start throwing away all those XXL and KING magazines (As well as the more SERIOUS ones hidden away...)
I wonder if this is just temporary...If I'll revert back to my old perverted ways...
Hmmmm...
I've developed a immune system to smut!
An immune system nurtured by LOVE!
I'm not watching softporn on cinemax anymore...it feels odd.
HOWever, it's not like I'm off nekkid pictures entirely...just ones of my boo. *WINK*
My appetite for smut is curbed, I may have to start throwing away all those XXL and KING magazines (As well as the more SERIOUS ones hidden away...)
I wonder if this is just temporary...If I'll revert back to my old perverted ways...
Hmmmm...
"Lets make a Deal!"
Last Night Psycho-Lesbo Sis brought Baby Girl over so she could visit her Father's Side of the family down at 96th Street (The Aunt or Cousins or whatever, when it comes to the Father, I blackout any relevant sentences after his name is spoken...)Sis dropped her off so MOM could bring her to the West Side this morning. MOM finally got the idea to try and see "Smoking Aces" since she'd seen every other black movie worth seeing out at the moment (This being "Dreamgirls" and "Tyler Perry's Daddy's Little Girls", but NOT "Norbit" or "Black Snake Moan"). She really likes Alicia Keys and wanted to see it before it comes out on DVD (Which it is...).
SO, not looking a gift movie in the mouth I decide to tag along while MOM dropped the lil Boo Boo off at the other relatives place. They'll bring her back Sunday, and hopefully sis will pick her up early.
There was a 2pm screening at the Time Square Lowes/AMC Theater (Across from the AMC 25). We took the scenic route down Broadway via M104 bus. We were halfway past Lincoln Center when mom tapped my shoulder...
"Bud..."
"Oh, No...." I rolled my eyes.
"I need you to hook up the VCR's and copy a tape."
"Of What?" I sighed.
"My friend Ethel's Nephew was on the Maury Povich Show this week."
"So?...Wha, Wait!...What for? He had a paternity test taken with some chick?!?!"
"HOW DID YOU KNOW?!?!?"
"Cuz, that's all Maury does anymore...Omigod!, How ghetto is that!"
"Shut up! Ethel wants the show on tape along with some home videos...just like those tapes of the Baby Shower and Thanksgiving we used to do..."
(We have Psycho-Sis's baby shower on tape, along with some house parties and Thanksgivings...every 2 years or so, I make a new copy to give to someone...Chirst, thank god I don't have a DVR Component...pretty soon everybody'll want all that crap on DVD!)
"You'll have to use MY VCR to do the recording...because YOURS is so crummy..." MOM continues..."Get those special Yellow-Red-White wires and hook 'em up to one of the other VCRs...I don't know which plays better, the one in the living room or your piece of crap."
I'm already putting my fingers in the form of a pistol to my head as she rattles on...
"...And she'll need Three Copies, separate copies, not a copy of a copy, you know the quality degrades when you make a copy of a copy..."
"THREE?!?!?" I yell so loud the whole bus heard us...
MOM and her damn "Michael Keaton's MULTIPLICITY" VCR Physics...."Can't make a Copy of a Copy...blah, blah, blah"....
I started to freak out, but then it hit me, and I smiled the Most Devilish Smile possible.
"Okay, MOM....I'll do the tapes on ONE CONDITION...."(I was barely able to contain myself!)
A look of panic crept over her for a second...
"What?" she whimpered.
"That YOU spend a Friday night with SIS and Baby Girl in The Bronx with a proper Head's Up notice...And NO QUESTIONS ASKED!"
Advantage, JET BLACK.
"What are you..." she began...
"THAT sounds like a Question!"
"BUT, WHO ARE YOU..."
"ANOTHER QUESTION! You go straight to her house after work, you don't call and don't come back until the next morning...
"DEAL or NO DEAL?" (Howie eat your heart out.)
I could tell she was pissed...I had her right where I wanted her and I was LOVING IT! She LOVES volunteering me to do all kinds of tedious shit for her wacky friends, well this time it was going to cost her...
We sat on the bus as she stared at me for a long time...
"Fine." she finally uttered.
And jus like that everything clicked...I suddenly had the place to myself and MOM is still less the wiser...
Checkmate...game, set, MATCH, heh, heh, heh...
We then turned back to watching the city go by...approaching the theater district, we saw long lines and crowds for "The Color Purple" and "Mama Mia", then the sidewalks filled up with tourist and other people enjoying the day at Times Square...we even saw the Naked Cowboy performing for a crowd of onlookers and photographers.
We finally got off the bus and made it to theater by 1:50pm, mom brought herself a hot dog and we got our seats. Seeing the first 5 minutes this time I saw how Ryan Reynolds and Ray Liotta were good pals which was why Reynolds flipped out the way he did at the end. MOM of course though the movie was insane, but liked Alicia Keys and Common's bit parts.
We took the A train home and MOM still tried to ask me something, but I decided to give my new Noise Reducing Earphones a try...They're very effective...but now I;m being SUPER extra careful when crossing the street. (I don't think I'd hear a car coming towards me...)
Once home, I hit the net, read some blogs, downloaded Joss Stone's latest album, tried to organize the hard drive a bit more...
We springing forward the clocks early this year, which makes sense considering the lack of snow this winter. Pfft! Pretty soon the coats will come off and spring will be busting in on us...things should be nicer by then.
"The Lottery Winner..."
Hey, guess what?, I won the lottery...LAST YEAR.Well, actually I didn't, MOM did.
While playing for a co-worker from Jersey, mom hit three numbers on a Take Five ticket. The co-worker eventually left the job before she could convey the good news, so she gave it to me for the helluva it.
What jaw-dropping cash prize the ticket was worth, you might ask?
A WHOPPING 22 Bucks.
So you could imagine it was VERY HIGH on my To-Do List at the time. Fortunately, winning tickets can be claimed up to a year after the results...
The Lotto Office is all the way down near the tip of Manhattan at Bowling Green, 15 Beaver Street. I kept puttin' it off and puttin' it off while mom nagged me about not forgetting about it and decided to finally take the trip today and cash it in.
After slipping into a mild coma watching Regis and Kelly (I SO love it when her husband sits in for Regis on Fridays...) I stirred up at 12:20 and left the house for the 1 Train.
I have completely forgotten what a headache the train can be during the day...Parents with their Bad-Ass Kids...helplessly lost tourist...AND a school class of SIXTY teenagers crammed in ONE subway car for a few stops, torturing the hell outta me!
By 2pm, I finally arrived, and the office reminded me of a DMV, but much faster. I couldn't believe how many people occasionally won all those lottery games, scratch-off or otherwise. There were signs everywhere explaining things, and even the security was helpful and courteous.
I half expected a few bills for such a low prize but they actually cut me a check and sent me on my way. I couldn't help laughing at what the clerk said when I was leaving...
"See you back monday when you collect your millions..."
They really try to keep your hopes up so you'll keep playing...
So, down near my old stomping grounds of wall street, bowling green and battery park, I walked by the famous "Charging Bull" Bronze Statue (And it's many photographers) to a Borders Book store where I did some shopping. I brought some "Garfield" Comic Strip Collections (Numbers 42 & 43, the very latest) and a few CD's. I finally brought AIR's "Pocket Symphony" and Jill Scott's "Collaborations" along with Mos Def's label-less "True Magic". I was curious about the last one because it was just a CD in a clear, plastic case...no cover, liner notes or even back listings...maybe he's trying to make a statement of sorts.
It was coming up on 3pm, and the school kids were clogging up the already busy sidewalks, now. I thought about the old West Side Highway Regal 16 Movie Theater me and JOE used to go to when we both worked around here (Damn, I miss that hard-headed boy...) and wondered if "300" was starting soon. I cut into Broadway-Nassau, looking for a "AM New York" Newspaper corner dispenser.
I made a stop at mini-video game/electronic store, where I saw those BOSE earplugs in the window. They were priced at 89.99 (as opposed to Circuit City's INSANE price of 99.99). I stared at them for a long time, but then I saw something similar next to it by sony..."Noise Canceling Headphones". Riding the train everywhere, earplugs that could block background noise would be nice...but so would Flying Cars. BOSE seems to be the highest standard of achieving this, but I'm still skeptical.
The Sony package had no price on it at the window so I went in...
Trying VERY hard to ignore the temping video game accessories and games, I found the earplug set priced for 59.99. I read the details in the back...
* 3 sets of earbuds (covers) for different sizes
* Volume Controller (In case you can't reach the actual player...)
* 1.5 cord (guess it's longer, which could be good)
* Noise Canceling circuit, which senses outside noise with built-in microphones and sends an equal-but-opposite canceling signal to the headphones. (Huh?)
This whole concept was alien to me so I did some research later here.
I took a chance and picked them up (guess I was making up for the splurging I was planning to do with Leeloo in the Village...we were planning to go shopping for Sex Toys *wink*).
I finally grabbed a free newspaper and looked up the showtimes...
There was a 4:10 screening and it was only 3:20, I had plenty of time, but I started feeling tired and hungry and made my way to the A train and went home.
Fridays always kill me because of working the night before. When I try to break the routine and do something during the day (other than sleep), it pushes me to the limit. As intense and exciting "300" would have been, I probably would have fell asleep watching it.
So, making it back home by 4:30, I relaxed the rest of the afternoon, caught a few naps, looked at Thursday nights TV shows and continued the cleaning effort...
The thought of Leeloo here, alone, behind closed doors, was beginning to make my whole body tingle...
"Stay Calm, Ace...don't break out the rose petals on the mattress, yet."
"Spring Cleaning"
I'm in the process of "Sprucing up The Batcave" (That's what I call the house, I'm Batman, remember?), in anticipation of me and Leeloo taking that next step.
We were gonna try to get together down in The Village, but her breathing problems were acting up I guess we were both tired of walking around in the cold...
So my plan was to suggest a move to something "creative" indoors...It's always nice to have options so I proposed to her either an afternoon of Bowling?...OR...Coming to The Batcave for some Take Out and a Movie...
Getting MOM outta the house wouldn't be a problem, I could ask Cousin PAT to pick her up from work and take her to the mall shopping and Red Lobster, after...
Nuthin' much is going on aside from that...this past week was Graddaddy's Birthday, it's been 15 years since he's been gone, but I still wanna visit St. Raymond's and pay my respects. March and April are always somber Anniversary months...Just like December...So it's gonna be hard to post on here when I'm not in the mood.
I wanna keep posting music and doing new things whenever I can, the "Jet's Anatomy" project is still on the drawing board...and keeping with other trends I decided to do an "Ask Jet" Post where I'll take questions from anybody out there reading and reply to the best of my abilities...
I might see "300" today or tomorrow, and I got other crazy stuff to do around the house.
So, until then...PEACE!
"R.I.P. Captain America"
Damn.
Say it isn't so...
First Superman and now...
A world...without, Captain America? What is this world coming to?
Cap has been the symbol of Truth, Justice, and the American Way...
Created in the 1940's during World War II...Steve Rogers, a runt of a soldier undergoing medical testing with the Super Soldier Serum gave hope to everyone over there fighting for our country that we could overcome the atrocities of Adolf Hitler. He was what every lil boy wanted to be...
He wasn't an alien from another planet with a cape, or born with special powers due to a DNA glich, he wasn't scarred with a dark psyche due to some tragic childhood, he didn't get his abilities from a freak accident involving radiation or cosmic rays...he was just a guy. A guy dedicated to Country and Freedom. He was our James Bond, before they had a James Bond. He even had a sidekick, too...Bucky.
Now, both are gone, lost iconic images of yesteryear.
This truly is a dark day in American History.
"Daylight Savings Time...Aftermath"
What Changed and What Didn't...
The Time on my PC corrected itself.
The Time on my VCR didn't.
Neither did the Time on my Cell Phone.
Hmmmm....
This COULD be a problem...
I manually fixed my VCR, as well as the others in the house...
I dunno how to fix the time on my cell...maybe I should jus turn it off.
The Time on my PC corrected itself.
The Time on my VCR didn't.
Neither did the Time on my Cell Phone.
Hmmmm....
This COULD be a problem...
I manually fixed my VCR, as well as the others in the house...
I dunno how to fix the time on my cell...maybe I should jus turn it off.
"House is back, but Heroes is gone for SIX WEEKS!!!...and, um is ya'll still looking at LOST?"
How great was Heroes last night!?!?!?
Linderman is finally revealed...to be a very wrinkled looking Malcolm McDowell. Geez, is that make up or does he really look like that now?...After all, He's the guy that Killed James T. Kirk!
Speaking of villains, what is it about SYLAR that these people can't bring themselves to kill him when he's captured?!?!? The guy's like the James Bond of evil, "Here, let me capture, torment and torture you, and then turn around and let you escape in an unconventional manner..." Mohinder had him dead to rights...but I guess the series would have been over and we can't let that happen, right?
Things are getting so good, now this show is like CRACK!, you get hooked and you can't get enough of it!
But, they're other guilty pleasures on the boob tube...Making a quick return now that Idol's dying down is House! Tonight's episode looks like it may be interesting...what awe-inducing secret is going to freak out everyone about House, this time?!?!?
Meanwhile...I'm still checking out LOST, for reasons I can't explain. Last week's episode was kinda like a kooky ice-breaker from all the tense drama on the island. When I heard that line from Hurley about a meteorite destroying that Chicken Shack place he worked at, I thought "No way will they get the Special Effect budget to actually SHOW that!"
But, guess I was wrong...(Is it me or did it look like they swiped some footage from "Bruce Almighty" to do that scene?) SO Hurley's got some wheels...guess the Golf Course thing was getting old, he always need something fun to do...
Hey, guess what?...They're making a spin-off from Grey's Anatomy! I think Addison Montgomery-Sheppard (Is it still Sheppard?, was the divorce finalized?) in OB-GYN will be the main star and to draw some more black viewers, Taye Diggs will be co-starring. I guess he paid his dues to ABC with "Daybreak" so now they'll put him on a REAL show...
If they swing another from the original "Grey's", it should be "Izzy" since the actress who plays her (anybody know her real name?...no?...that should TELL you something...) is whining for a salary raise...these greedy bastards! They should be thanking their lucky stars to be on a hit show and just because other stars are getting props (Like Sandra Oh and Isiah Washington, whose names WE know!) don't mean you're entitled to the big bucks. Hugh Laurie's got two Golden Globes from House, that's why he's getting Half-a-Mill per episode...We just know you as the crying, 8-million dollar girl who lost her boyfriend...Don't let them make an example of you like Jora Fox and other Dude from "CSI"
Speaking of which...is it me or all 3 CSI's losing some steam a lil?
I hope "Studio 60" didn't get canceled, this "Black Donnelleys" show doesn't appeal to me. I mean, who needs an Irish version of "The Sopranos" anyways?
Well, there's my 2 cents from TV-Land, see you on the flip side...
Linderman is finally revealed...to be a very wrinkled looking Malcolm McDowell. Geez, is that make up or does he really look like that now?...After all, He's the guy that Killed James T. Kirk!
Speaking of villains, what is it about SYLAR that these people can't bring themselves to kill him when he's captured?!?!? The guy's like the James Bond of evil, "Here, let me capture, torment and torture you, and then turn around and let you escape in an unconventional manner..." Mohinder had him dead to rights...but I guess the series would have been over and we can't let that happen, right?
Things are getting so good, now this show is like CRACK!, you get hooked and you can't get enough of it!
But, they're other guilty pleasures on the boob tube...Making a quick return now that Idol's dying down is House! Tonight's episode looks like it may be interesting...what awe-inducing secret is going to freak out everyone about House, this time?!?!?
Meanwhile...I'm still checking out LOST, for reasons I can't explain. Last week's episode was kinda like a kooky ice-breaker from all the tense drama on the island. When I heard that line from Hurley about a meteorite destroying that Chicken Shack place he worked at, I thought "No way will they get the Special Effect budget to actually SHOW that!"
But, guess I was wrong...(Is it me or did it look like they swiped some footage from "Bruce Almighty" to do that scene?) SO Hurley's got some wheels...guess the Golf Course thing was getting old, he always need something fun to do...
Hey, guess what?...They're making a spin-off from Grey's Anatomy! I think Addison Montgomery-Sheppard (Is it still Sheppard?, was the divorce finalized?) in OB-GYN will be the main star and to draw some more black viewers, Taye Diggs will be co-starring. I guess he paid his dues to ABC with "Daybreak" so now they'll put him on a REAL show...
If they swing another from the original "Grey's", it should be "Izzy" since the actress who plays her (anybody know her real name?...no?...that should TELL you something...) is whining for a salary raise...these greedy bastards! They should be thanking their lucky stars to be on a hit show and just because other stars are getting props (Like Sandra Oh and Isiah Washington, whose names WE know!) don't mean you're entitled to the big bucks. Hugh Laurie's got two Golden Globes from House, that's why he's getting Half-a-Mill per episode...We just know you as the crying, 8-million dollar girl who lost her boyfriend...Don't let them make an example of you like Jora Fox and other Dude from "CSI"
Speaking of which...is it me or all 3 CSI's losing some steam a lil?
I hope "Studio 60" didn't get canceled, this "Black Donnelleys" show doesn't appeal to me. I mean, who needs an Irish version of "The Sopranos" anyways?
Well, there's my 2 cents from TV-Land, see you on the flip side...
"Free Agency"
God,
Remember I mentioned applying for JPMorganChase positions last week since the merger/bank takeover is this month? Well, I got a quick response from a HR rep, today. They do have a few positions at the Metrotech Center in Downtown Brooklyn...
HOWever, since I'm still with my Bank at the moment, they're hesitant about contacting me.
It's like everyone ABOUT to get fired is still protected property till our official release date.
Just like in sports, you can't talk to the Free Agents before trading season starts.
This sucks, I'm two months away from getting let go and I can't go anywhere because I STILL HAVE MY JOB at the moment! No one wants to help someone already working when there are so many unemployed "bums" lying around barely doing anything!
Damn it! These temp agencies are a JOKE, what I need is an EMPLOYMENT agency, someone that can guarantee a stable, reasonable pay job and I give them my first two paychecks as a service fee.
A lot of those places sometimes pull a scam on you, thou...if I can find one legit, I might get things rolling...
Remember I mentioned applying for JPMorganChase positions last week since the merger/bank takeover is this month? Well, I got a quick response from a HR rep, today. They do have a few positions at the Metrotech Center in Downtown Brooklyn...
HOWever, since I'm still with my Bank at the moment, they're hesitant about contacting me.
It's like everyone ABOUT to get fired is still protected property till our official release date.
Just like in sports, you can't talk to the Free Agents before trading season starts.
This sucks, I'm two months away from getting let go and I can't go anywhere because I STILL HAVE MY JOB at the moment! No one wants to help someone already working when there are so many unemployed "bums" lying around barely doing anything!
Damn it! These temp agencies are a JOKE, what I need is an EMPLOYMENT agency, someone that can guarantee a stable, reasonable pay job and I give them my first two paychecks as a service fee.
A lot of those places sometimes pull a scam on you, thou...if I can find one legit, I might get things rolling...
"For once, I'm stuck without a punchline..."
I didn't know what to title this post, jus recapping the weekend and some other tidbits.
First, dunno if ya'll been noticing, I've adapted KimmyK's "Image in the corner of a post" concept as of this month...I'm trying to do the whole "Picture/Post Title Association" Thing knawmean? Good.
Finally saw "Ghost Rider" Saturday...it was good. Kinda hard to rank in the Superhero Movies countdown...A lil higher than Daredevil but still nothing near the Spider Man and Fantastic Four ballpark. Cage was great thou, giving Johnny Blaze weird carnie quirks like eating jellybeans out of a martini glass and listening to The Carpenters...he played the foghorn, midwestern loon to a tee with Evel Kenevel flair, carrying a scepter and sporting the ol' big black cowboy hat. It was also nice to see Matt Long (From my fav. recently canceled show "Jack and Bobby") play Young Johnny, that kid may have a career in his future.
The movie had it's great moments, like the first transformation of Blaze to the Ghost Rider...seeing Nicholas Cage go back to his Psycho "Face/Off" wild takes was cool and special effects rocked!
But then his second change after he got arrested...he started doing his rendition of the Incredible Hulk! Which had me scratching my head. Wes Bentley is creepy as hell (But isn't he always?) as Blackheart, Peter Fonda was okay as The Devil...will someone tell me WHY the Son of the Devil is always trying to outdo his father? Is that becoming a recurring plot device or what?! I think the movie deserves a sequel, if they can get another good villain from the comic book (I can't think of any of his enemies except The Devil and his Son...)
I went down to Union Square for the movie so afterwards I went around the corner to Circuit City, browsed around and couldn't find anything worth spending a dime on...
I saw those new Bose Earplugs that are all the raves...$100 fricking dollars for some Earphones! Shit! for that much they better block out the trains in the LOUDEST station in new york!
I then went across the street to GameStop, They're a couple of PSP games coming out soon that I plan to actually BUY. They weren't out yet so I settled for and old PS2 game, Disney Golf (Since I like to play golf so much...).
On the train ride home, I finished reading the Spenser novel, "School Days". It was a good read, you can tell Parker had Columbine and the Debra LaFave scandal in his head while writing this Spenser solo case (Where the hell was HAWK?!?). According to The Spenser Check-list I had skipped one, "Cold Service" and I'm one behind, with the latest being "Hundred-Dollar Baby". It's so hard to keep track the way they coming out so fast!
Next in line is another Mosley novel, the latest "Easy Rawlins" mystery, "Cinnamon Kiss".
Coming home Psycho-Lesbo Sis and Baby Girl were there and sis bothered me to help find some housing listings that accepted Section 8. Her request to move has been granted and she has some voucher-paperwork-thingy that lets her start looking. Baby Girl is getting older and her asthma can have her living in a 4 flight walk up. While searching on the PC in the living room, Psycho-Sis decides to give me the 3rd degree based on Mom's suspicions...
"Mom thinks you have a girlfriend again."
"..." I don't dignify the fishing expedition with a response.
"Is it true?"
(Silence)
"C'mon, why hide it?...'fraid she gonna fuck you for your money and dump your ass on your birthday like last time?"
I flinched for only a second and kept working...
"Fine, I can tell when I'm not wanted, gimme any info you find later..."
She turned to leave, but before she did, she turned her head and taunted...
"No More Secrets..."
And laughed as she walked out of the room...
I wanted to slam her head in the wall...
Apparently she was in a Queen-Bitch mood because once again she made up with her Live-In girlfriend, Memphis Bleek. I guess lesbians are fickle creatures of habit as well as normal human beings.
Later on, Baby Girl showed me a Nasty scalding mark on her arm she received with an accident with Hot Water. She wouldn't give me the details, but the child is clumsy and accident prone. STILL, I wouldn't put it past Sis to intentionally burn her as punishment for something...
By the end of the day I was tired and Leeloo was nowhere to be found online, she mentioned a trip to Jersey with her boys over the weekend. Guess she was tired too. I stayed up till 1am looking for her then got some sleep.
"Finally! Some music to share, courtesy of vox!"
Been doing some tinkering around and found a way to embed some music on here while saving it on the database in vox.
The current tune you're hearing is from a group called AIR. Their latest single from the upcoming album, "Pocket Symphony" It's called "Once upon a Time". Can't get it outta my head.
"This looks like a job for..."
Leeloo had a personal errand in Brooklyn today and she asked me to come along...I agreed without hesitation. She relied on me because BK is not necessarily the safest place in the city. She needs her BOYfriend to protect her...
Brooklyn's the LAST place you would ever find me, but for her...I'd walk barefoot into hell...
My dedication to her is growing at an exponential rate. I care for her so much. I'd do almost anything for her.
Not even the torrential rains we received last night (What, no snow?!!?) would damper my mood to see her again.
The rain poured all through the night and was finally starting to let up around 10am when I was starting to get dressed. Her appointment was for 2pm and she told me to meet her near a pizza place around her neighborhood. I got out there by 11:50am but didn't hear from her till a bit after 12. She was running a bit late and was trying to reschedule the appointment, but the automated phone system kept on hold...
The rain was finally tapering off and the sun was emerging...and then the moment she arrived to meet me...the sun ACTUALLY came out, is this woman something or what? She's so beautiful she can move the sun to light up the city! She IS the sun, and I'm just the earth, revolving around her appreciating any light that falls upon me.
We tried to take the 2 or 5 trains to Brooklyn from where we were, but things were just not cooperating. Trains were taking forever or just plain crowded, so by 1:15 it became obvious we weren't going to make it, and she said the hell with it.
We then talked and window shopped a bit, I tagged along with her as she made a few other important stops to handle her business. She though I was bored just hanging out and walking around with her, was she kiddin'?! It was the highlight of my WEEK!
Any time I get to spend with her is a pleasure and a privilege, she doesn't see it yet...or maybe I'm jus coming off too much of Do-goody Sap in other people's eyes...but if things start clicking when I'm seeing someone, they just become my world. I've always been like that, but it just feels so long since I've entire heart and soul to someone in hopes of feeling just the simplest gestures in return.
We walked all around my familar old High School neighborhood. It took me back to my old days with me and Deidre...I was starting to feel like that spunky 17 year old romeo again. Occasionally staring and admiring her beauty in long silent glances, playfully caressing ANY part of her I can get my hands on (Sometimes I can be a bit Touchy-Feely), and in general just being lost in her words, the sound of her voice, the way she says my name, and she uses my full name, never calls me "Les" which I usually reserve for co-workers and distant friends...Family, Teachers and CLOSE friends that I VALUE have always called me "Leslie". But then I had to tell her that it was in fact my MIDDLE name and finally revealed my real first name.
We talked about middle names and families while taking a break at McDonald's (Yeah, I know again...why break the monotony by going somewhere else?!?!) where once again I stole a couple of candid pictures of her. Once we left, the streets became busy with the after school crowd (Damn obnoxious teenagers!), we found a small park somewhere and shared some alone time (*wink*), talked about next week doing something special...and then I walked her back home by 6pm.
She has me sprung, I am SO into her, words can't explain...the fear of where this may go is killing me slowly inside, but I'm not ready to admit it yet. I keep telling myself it's gonna be different, she's different...she'll appreciate the gentleman inside me, she's not going to hurt me...
I made my way home by a lil before 8, stopping by for pizza and a movie from blockbuster.
After many delays the past two weekends I'm dertermined to finally see "Ghost Rider" and finish reading my Spenser Novel, "School Days".
"All I am, is What I'm After..."
Reading KimmyK's latest post made me think back to years in my prime...
Supervising Clerks and Pages at the Library, staying up night makings work schedules, making sure each person had their favorite day off, or had the right weekend free for their social lives. Taking only 15 minutes of "official Lunch Hour" then going back to help the desk during the crunch time/bum rush. Working Wednesday nights till 8pm, sitting silence those last two dead hours, joking around with the pages, hacking the telnet system. Working emergency Saturdays at 66th or 96th, or Yorkville or another nearby branch that was short-staffed....
Then there was HealthFirst and Community Choice. Working 12 hour days at the end of the month processing botched Marketing Submissions. Endless incomplete or unacceptable paperwork waiting to be rejected or passed on...oh, the negligence...then came the audits and the frantic crusade to correct the heinous miscarriage of justice and decency...Overnight shifts, Time & Half PLUS OT for staying as long as possible, Weekends, free pizza! And once the crisis had passed, the suspension lifted (Temporarily), the slap on the face...the extra taxes on the wages earned nullifying ANY type of reward for the hard work, just lucky to Break Even...
Part of me misses it. Part of me Wants to Al Pacino up there in the movie "HEAT".
Vincent Hanna, LAPD.
24 hours a day, 365 days a year, always out there, seeking his prey.
Three Failed Marriages, a machine...relentless.
He was my idol.
That's what I wanted to be like, in whatever job I did.
The ultimate workaholic, being defined by what I do.
I miss that so much.
This thing I got going now, it's comfortable...but It's not who I am...
Yesterday afternoon, I visited the JPMorgan Chase website and found a couple of positions to apply for, similar to what I'm doing now.
The Chief, Victor recommended that course of action...he gave me a memo with some info from Human Resources.
I figured it was worth a shot. All the positions are in Brooklyn though, the thought of working out there at night is frightening.
The countdown continues...
"I believe she suspects something...Who?....Your MOTHER..."
"Who is She?"
It started with a simple question, tuesday.
"You've been getting your haircut every two weeks or so, three fridays you've come home late...and you've been...quiet. Like you're hiding something, or someONE."
I came home and at 7:30 in the morning, while I was looking at last night episode of "Heroes" that I taped, MOM takes this moment to confront me...
So I stop the VCR, and look at her blankly...
"You've been looking at too many episodes of "Monk"."
"Stop playing and just tell me, are you dating someone again?" she insisted.
"No." I lied.
"You remember what we said?...No More Secrets."
"Yes, and YOU haven't been telling ME everything so don't expect me to!" I said angrily.
Those three words bring out the worst in me...because that's all this family's full of...Secrets and Lies.
Things unsaid to spare the feelings of others...fuckin' bullshit!
"IF I am seeing someone..." I began, "...I don't plan to make the same mistakes as last time..."
"Introducing us?!, your family?...Was a mistake, Leslie?"
"YES! If it were up to me, you wouldn't meet anyone till before the wedding!"
She gave me a hurt look at that...
"Who I involve myself with is none of your business, and that's all I'm saying!"
"You shouldn't be ashamed of her, you bring to this house we'll treat her with respect."
"I wouldn't BE ashamed of who I'm dating, I'd be ashamed of who MY FAMILY IS!"
And with that she scoffed and walked away.
Sooner or later, I'll have to tell her, but for now, it's my secret...I'm keeping her outta the loop.
It's none of her damn business...
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