Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Stay Tuned...

I got a sweet new digital camera for x-mas, so now please expect pics from both Amanda and myself. My first collection will be a Christmas spectacular, starring a deep fried turkey, try not to pee yourself while trembling with anticipation.
That's all for now.

Time To Stop Making The Donuts!

Ok, I thought that the Dunkin Donuts guy died like 10 years ago, (much like how the wife thought Robert Palmer died roughly 5 years before he did) but apparently he passed away this weekend, of complications from Diabetes. I'm sure that Dunkin Donuts isn't too happy that his cause of death was a disease so closely related to sugar.... ooops. Well, RIP Michael Vale, AKA "Fred the Baker", it was a sweet ride...

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

strike update: Roger Clark clearly cannot get to work!

One of my 2 favorite NY1 anchors, Roger Clark (Pat is the third in my dream NY1 menage e trois, which I just spelled wrong) clearly cannot make it to work. Or, the cameramen cannot get to him in Queens. He is currently reporting by phone and they chose the worst still shot of him EVER to put on the television. I think I can hear NY1 interns laughing in the background. They probably had a competition on who could find his worst moment; he looks like he has marbles in his mouth. Oh, Roger!!!!! Such fallout from the strike so soon. It's sad.


Omg, Strike? WTF!!!

Hahaha. I laugh in the face of MTA workers and their "strike," which means nothing to me because I am still unemployed, and all things that I require are available within walking distance. And, my metro card is pay per ride and not unlimited. HA!

Of course, really I should cry. I think the ultimate proof that my life has become pretty much void of meaning is here – I am sitting in front of NY1 at 3:30 am, waiting with bated breath for more news on the strike that doesn’t affect me at all, and drinking whiskey. The wife called me on Thursday (we’ve been undergoing a short trial separation but she returns home tomorrow) and asked, "what are you going to do if they strike?" Then we both laughed at the absurdity of that question. Me? I’ll sit home and email some resumes, watch a movie, get drunk and light things on fire to see what they smell like when burning. So I asked, um, what will YOU do? You have an actual job. In fact I asked this of a few people. Most people said, I don’t know. So the little bit of actual human interaction I have been experiencing lately = pointless conversation.

In an attempt to summarize my weekend, I’ll say: concentrated almost wholey on making sweet playlists, oh and also got way too drunk and made bad decisions. I woke up on Sunday, couldn’t remember half of Saturday night, took one look at the bottle of whiskey and knew why. Yes, MY bottle of whiskey – I settled on "alcoholic hermit" Saturday night after being a public idiot on Friday. I went Christmas shopping tonight – it was exciting because I haven’t ventured off my block since Friday, really – and, like the holiday asshole I am, I spent more money on myself than I did on others. I am really good at being on unemployment, and at self-control in general. But hey, I’m listening to the Stellastar album, one of my gifts to myself, and it’s pretty good.

Anyway, Happy Holidays, everyone! Merry Christmas specifically, as that is the holiday I personally celebrate. I can’t wait to go back to Chicago on Friday. I am looking forward to a much-needed interruption to my alcoholic, nocturnal, hermit-like ways as of late.


Sunday, December 11, 2005

A Pause

As you may have noticed, we have not been posting for a couple weeks. As anyone who reads this blog probably already knows, Boulos's father passed away a little over a week ago. He was a really cool guy and we miss him a lot.

Just wanted to take some time to acknowledge this before returning to our regular posts of drunken antics and whatnot. Will have stories to share very very soon.