Media: A Braves win! Hobo with a Shotgun. Fun flick. I get why people love it. Definitely feels like an 80’s exploitation movie.
Music: Mixed the stuff we worked in. I have my work cut out for me.
Comedy: No sir.
Food/Drink/Inhalents: A nice New Orleans pasta dish from Jeffreys. Some rum & coke and a boring cigar. A nice dinner out where fajitas and margaritas were ingested.
Family: Saw Mom and my aunt from New York (who is visiting as Mom begins her radiation treatments). Hung with the little ones for a spell, and then me and Catherine went out for a grown up night out. We went shopping (she finally used the Sports Authority gift certificate I gave her for Christmas), had coffee, and had a nice dinner. Very relaxing. That idyllic respite was ransacked when Rocco had night terrors and unleashed the shriek of the mutilated in the wee hours. Wow.
Friends: Saw the old cigar peeps at Jeffrey’s. We watched the Braves haul ass all over the Nationals. Andrew Hawkins was on the road before I even woke up.
Work: Some stuff got sorted.
Goodies: The new issue of The Sporting News, their baseball preview. Yawn, they pick the Phillies and the Red Sox. Yawn. Yawn Yawn.
Minutia: Where am I going to get the scratch to screen in the lower part of the deck for another summer and fall of entertaining? We tore down the gazebo/tent thing that made the deck a perfect place for two years… the house is a shell of itself without it. I wish I was a home fixer kind of guy… or able to afford one.
Activity: Did the weights, and the stretchy bands. I’m getting more flexible, which will help as I lope around the softball diamond.
Shrink’s Chair: What’s with all the “fear tactics” ads lately? Drugs commercials pushing the limits of taste, attorney commercials featuring horrific car crash imagery, and that dumbshit “The End of America” bullshit. I fear not for the human race, but for intelligence and cognitive thought.
Asshole(s) of the Day: The goddamn people who used the CIGAR LOUNGE at Jeffrey’s like their personal green room. Cigarette butts. Mess. Remotes sitting puddles of spilled water or beer. I do not understand how civilized people can do that to other people’s property. Then again, we’re a race that doesn’t even have the decency to flush a public toilet. Fucking makes me batshit.
True Trivia: Speaking of 9/11… on 9/12 I went to an Irish Pub here in Atlanta and there was a guy, an AMERICAN guy loudly bleating about how the New Yorkers and ‘Yankees’ deserved it. Like the WTC tragedy was an attack on Northern people and their big noses and funny talkin’ faces. Embarrassing.
Link of the Day: Dick Smith. A legendary make-up artist.
Looking ahead to tomorrow: Work. Baseball. Hanna screening.
The Day’s Rating:
Rating: Out of a Possible 5 Stars
Out of a Possible 5 Stars