Jordis is gone. MiG will leave too. Not because he was voted off but because he will be disqualified for being a Ken doll. I am now betting on JD Fortune and his sexy black leather jacket.
And who the heck is Larry? I don’t ever remember seeing him before!
I dreamt I was in an as yet unfilmed episode of Star Wars. Superman was also in it with me. This was not George Reeves or Chris Reeve, but the new kid Brandon Reeve. Oh, and he had long black hair. Stormtroopers were after us and Superman and I were fighting them off. Although it was going as good as could be expected, I sensed something was bothering Superman. Suddenly I could read his mind.
“I could have been a lawyer or a doctor, but no! I’m a stupid hack reporter. No one likes me. At least I have this beautiful soft hair that I can run my fingers through. It makes me feel whole.”
Once all the stormtroopers were dispatched with I grabbed Superman by the shoulders and I said, “BUCK UP CHUMP! Number one, you got to cut that hair, you look like a chick. Number Two, I don’t ever remember Hervé Villechaize complaining and he had tons of stuff to complain about!”
Superman was shocked but I got through to him. There was no time to contemplate because more stormtroopers were on the way…
We went for a walk but spent most of the time at Trey and Adele’s house talking. I think Adele is a little lonely. Trey works but she stays at home. On top of that she rarely goes out. They are nice people and I have gotten over the fear that they willl cook me and eat me for dinner. At any rate, we left and continued our walk through the development. Back at home, Lisa and I gathered the garbage together and put it out at the curb. Lisa is now anxiously awaiting INXS Rockstar. I feel like a Rockstar because I am wearing my super cool Wonder Woman t-shirt Audra bought me and the sequined belt my mom bought me. I am fighting an almost uncontrollable urge to eat a fudgsicle. I just keep telling myself that I don’t want to gain weight which will surely happen if I endulge.
I made coffee and took Bobo out for his morning pee. Joe came out with Lady and Bear and we talked a little bit about the vandalism that’s been happening. We both agree that now school has started it should stop. I never wrote about it but the Donnavilla was vandalized twice. The first time they destroyed our outdoor lamps. The next time was right after my party and they hurled my great big beautiful flower pot onto the road. So who’s they? Whippersnappers! Darn kids! We called the police both times. The last time, Officer Mike came to investigate. He looked like PONCH! He was helpful but we still don’t know who perpetrated these crimes against humanity.
Note to self:
Must check out these Japanese groups recommended on the Luxuria Forum.
The Fascinations
Studio Apartment
April Set
takeshi nakatsuka
Orange Pekoe
Mari Natsuki
yuji ohno
5,6,7,8’s
Puffy
PEVO
Corneilus
Nenes
Pink Lady
The Spiders
Betty Pooka
Kahimi Karie
Paris Match
Pecombo
Lolita No. 18
melon
Shonen Knife
Pizzicato Five
Cornelius
YMO
Fantastic Plastic Machine
Shiina Ringo
i need coffee
The Dance Dance Revolution Pad that plugs directly into the TV that I ordered for myself arrived today. It is a piece of crap. The music sounds like a midi. My old Odyssey2 had better graphics. $20.00 down the drain. Maybe I will repackage it and give it to one of my cousins.
Maynard G. Krebs IS DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
No No No No No, Good Buddy!
Like, I’m getting all misty
Here we go again! I am drinking coffee. I overloaded it with Cremora by mistake. I had lovely dreams last night which I simply can’t remember other than they were lovely. Yesterday Lisa and I went to Rice’s Market in Solebury. We bought a pizza cutter and a cooling rack. Afterward we walked around New Hope and had lunch at Lulu’s. I tell you, as God is my witness, I shall never eat Falafel again! The first time I ate it was in Amsterdam, 1997. It layed in my stomach like a brick. I tried it again a few years later and found it to be just as horrible. For some crazy reason, I ordered it yesterday. I believe in giving things chances and there is just something about the word Falafel that I like. Regardless, it tasted like a Hippie. Or at least what I suspect a Hippie would taste like. Back at home I took Bobo for a ride in the basket of my bicycle. I also walked him over to visit Violet. Violet is such a crazy woman. She has started to subtract years from her age. She used to be 93, now she’s 90. She also talks to Bo and I just don’t know if I should answer for him or just wait for her to give up on the answer. “What do you see over there, Bobo?” “Are they feeding you good?” “Did you have a nice walk?” Sometimes I will answer, “Oh yes, we feed him soft food mixed with hard.” “We had a lovely walk.” Who knows, maybe one day Bobo will answer. “They starve me half the time, the other half I find little crumbs on the floor I enjoy.”
Tomorrow I work. Blech! Although I feel rested and ready to start the week. This evening I pulled out that cardboard box that I threw a ton of mail and crap that had been floating around my office weeks, heck maybe months ago and finally went through it. I found a claim form that needs to be dated tomorrow for some Western Union Class Action Lawsuit. Lucky! I also found an envelope with a stamp that contained rebate information for some product- but I apparently never mailed it and it is far past its date of expiration. Not lucky.
What a great extra long weekend I had! Wish I could have a few more just like it. It was so nice getting together with friends.
Last night, Lisa and I went home to visit Mom and Dad. Mom made lasagna. It was so good. She also made a tomato salad that was just delicious. Dessert was a Snicker’s ice cream cake from Sweet Hearts in Morrisville. Mom gave me a sequined belt and a pair of striped pants in shades of tan and blue and a rubberband that is made out of braided hair. She knows what I love! Oh, and Lisa and Mom gave me a gift certificate for a massage! Lisa says she gave it to me at my party but I have no recollection of receiving it. She said I told her I didn’t want it and threw it in her face and that is the reason she left the party to go to bed. That doesn’t sound like something I would do whether I was drunk, sober, or on fire. I think she must be remembering it incorrectly.
Walking Bobo I came upon an idea. Perhaps in October, I will take a vacation on my own! By myself! I can rent a room by the shore for a week and just sit on the beach from sun up to sun down looking out at the ocean. I am finding this idea very attractive. We shall see.
