I don’t know what is wrong with me but my taste in music has been taking some unusual turns. At one time, it was just music from the 50’s and 60’s and 80’s and nothing else. Suddenly out of nowhere I am LISTENING TO AND LOVING ACE FREHLY! What has happened to me? I never liked KISS. KISS scared me. As a child, I would have horrible nightmares of KISS, Puff the Magic Dragon and dinosaurs with the head of Gary Coleman trying to eat my flesh! You can see why I never even tried to listen to their music.

So here it is– the song I CAN’T STOP LISTENING TO…

It’s okay, you can tell me it’s not that great. I honestly don’t get it myself.

Lisa met me in the city last night. She joined me and a couple of co-workers for drinks. Afterward she and I went to Alma de Cuba for dinner. We both ordered a mojito, very yummy. The first thing brought out was bread that you ripped apart and dipped into a bowl full of mint and melted butter. OH MY GOSH! It was incredible. Then we got lobster/coconut/lemon sorbet ceviche. This was also wonderful. THEN THE EPICUREAN DELIGHT ENDED. Our entrees came out and they were horrific. Burnt, stringy, chewy, fatty, disgusting. I wasn’t sure if that is what they were aiming for or if this was a terrific mistake. Lisa kept saying, “Tom wouldn’t approve! Padma would be appalled!” We paid the bill and left. I am wondering now if I should have complained? I never know how to deal with a situation like that– I am always afraid the server is going to think I am complaining to get a free meal. We walked back to her car holding our stomachs and moaning. I kept saying how I wouldn’t mind puking. Regardless of the horrible ending, I had a great evening with Lisa.

I forgave Dunkin’ Donuts this morning.

I am so happy it’s Friday! Today is my performance review and this time I actually put some soul into writing down my accomplishments. In the years past, I would put down what I figured the company wanted to hear. This time I started a few days in advance and I honestly put some thinking into it. I am pretty happy with myself.

I can’t wait to get this over with!

If Audra and I were placed into a very large blender and blended together and then our essences poured out and into a YouTube video– this would be the result:

Star Trek Uniforms? CHECK
Elvis Sunglasses? CHECK
Polka Music? CHECK

I think it was last week I signed up for Jot. I find that I often have ideas that I don’t jot down and then I forget them so this service made sense to me. (Basically you just dial Jot on your cell phone, say whatever it is you want to record and then you get an email with the information) Today in the car, listening to 60’s on 6, I heard a very interesting song, “Here comes the Judge!” by Pigmeat Markham. The very first part sounded like Rap! I thought to myself, “Is this the first instance of Rap?” So I decided I needed to find out more about Pigmeat and this song. So I jotted (Who do you want to Jot? Myself!) his name and the song title. I said, “PIG-MEAT MARK-HAM, Here Comes the Judge!” I was certain I would receive an email saying, “PIG MEAT MARK HAM HERE COMES THE JUDGE” WRONG! This is what came in:

Sent with my voice via Jott:

Pigmeat Markham – “Here Comes The Judge.”

Do they have people listening and transcribing? How about listening, researching and then transcribing? How in the world did they ever figure this out? I am gobsmacked!

It’s beautiful outside. It was hard forcing myself into my office this morning. How nice it would be to sit on a quiet beach, looking out over the ocean. Feeling the warm sun and the sand between my toes. No resonsibilities. No stress. Utter relaxation.

A few years ago, Lisa and I went to an all inclusive resort in Mexico. It was a wonderful trip (in retrospect). I still remember that one afternoon when I actually submitted to a massage. And then afterwards I sat outside, looking out at the water. It was the most relaxing moment of my life. I would love to recapture it. Yet, how is it possible when everything seems so grave? I feel like I am peering over a cliff. Rising gas prices, violence, insane presidential candidates, inflation, recession, depression, terrorism, marxism, etc… Maybe this is the absolutely perfect time to get away.

Made myself a cup of coffee. Still angry at Dunkin’ Donuts. Will probably be angry with them until I am running late and need coffee and then I will forgive them.

Installed Firefox 3 under the recommendation of my father. LOVE IT! At least so far. The full screen view is really nice.

Last night I watched The HULK by Ang Lee. It was terrible. BORING! I eventually just wandered away from the television set, I couldn’t take it. I will say I think the Hulk creature was better and more convincing but otherwise, it sucked. I also watched Onion: The Movie. Although I rarely read it anymore, I’ve always loved the Onion newspaper (and Weekly World News). The movie was cute. I enjoyed it.

I marched back to Dunkin’ Donuts and told the cashier, “This coffee smells funky and it tastes funky!”
The cashier grabbed it from me and replaced it with a new cup. This new cup wasn’t great, tasted a little burnt, but it was certainly better than the old one. I am glad I complained!

Just got to my office. Took a sip of the Dunkin’ Donuts medium coffee with cream I bought on my way out of the subway… BLECH! Tastes burnt and like there’s a faint flavor of something to it as if the urn was never rinsed out properly. They charge me $1.70 and they can’t even deliver a decent cup of Joe! Do I just throw it out or march back there and demand a better cup of coffee? I really need coffee right now. I feel I am trapped in a bowl of jello. Darn this situation! I am angry!