Here’s my Amazon wishlist just in case anyone is curious as to the material items I covet. There is no shipping address attached to it so this is not my way of begging for things. This is mainly for my mom so she can see what I would like for Christmas because I’ve already told her all I want is the first season DVD of Flight of the Conchords but I have a feeling she’s going to forget.

Lisa and I went shopping yesterday. We got some pretty good deals. You know that TomTom GPS unit I bought for 300.00 a couple months ago? I got one for Lisa for 119.00! She saw me get it so it’s not like I blew her Christmas surprise. There were a few other things we got but I can’t detail them here precisely because I don’t want to spoil the surprise.

I’ve been trying to get the loft cleaned up. I have mail spread out on the floor. There’s insurance stuff, credit card stuff, banking stuff, etc… Typically I put it in a file and never look at it again. Why do I file it? Can’t I just throw it away? Nope. I am frightened as soon as it hits the curb and is loaded into the garbage truck, I will suddenly need everything. So I keep filing this stuff away. My neighbor told me he scans everything and electronically files it into a database. I need that setup.

I erected the Christmas tree last night. I keep moving it around because I can’t seem to find the right place for it. Usually I have it in the far right corner of the parlor but that’s where the organ is now sitting and I can’t seem to remember how I had arranged the furniture last year so everything fit. Right now the tree is sitting to the side of the staircase. Maybe that’s where I’ll keep it. I dunno.

from the movie, Magic Christian…

Yes, that’s Roman “child rapist” Polanski. The end contains the punchline so just wait for it. (Updated with the right clip)

I wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving! I hope you are all with family and friends and enjoying a delicious meal!

Here’s a Thanksgiving song sung by the late great Mr. Johnny Cash when he starred in a very special holiday episode of Bonanza:

(There’s a lot of jibber jabber at the beginning, to quickly get to the good part, forward to -2:50)

Let the Christmas festivities begin, …NOW!

Got home earlier than usual. Work let me free at 2:30 although I didn’t fly until 3:30. I went shopping trying to find a suitable birthday gift for Robert. He’s so easy to shop for, I don’t know why I am struggling. Must keep going, eventually it will all come together. After my little shopping expedition, I picked up a Stromboli and took it to my parents’ house. We had dinner and talked. It was so nice. Now I am back home trying to motivate myself to MOVE. To do something. Anything. Bake Pineapple Bread Pudding for tomorrow. Put in a load of laundry. Instead, I just want to collapse into bed.

I had a nightmare last night. I dreamed that I was condemned to death by a group of Indians who drove a horse and buggy. They parked outside of this huge theater where a celebrity awards show was taking place. The Indians tied me to the back of the coach and told me the cruelest form of torture and eventual death awaited me and they would be back once the awards show ended. Apparently quite a few people knew of my sentence because my family came to visit me. No one really seemed very concerned. A female priest came by and read me my last rites She then told me that Psalm 10 should comfort me because it’s about a guy who suffered terribly through inhumane technical support. Finally Robert dropped by and I pleaded with him to untie me and we could run away and live in the woods like Hester Prynne. Rob said that it was silly to try to hide from them since they would track us. He gave me a kiss and said goodbye. Just as I thought I heard the Indians approach, I awoke.

Nathan’s blog got me to thinking about Jessica Harper and I did a couple searches and found this:

I remember LOVING this song back when I watched Shock Treatment (the sequel to Rocky Horror) years and years ago. Watching it now, I can’t get over how HORRIBLE it is!!! HORRIBLE!!!! HORRIBLE !!!! I still love it.

Dear Knife Drawer… won’t you help me to face life more? Shower Curtain, oh won’t you help me to be certain! People, that’s song writing at its best!

PS
And Audra, if I completely forget to tell you, Jessica Harper was in a movie I think you would absolutely love– Phantom of the Paradise. Search it out on YouTube, some guy has the entire movie uploaded. It just screams you! Here’s the trailer:

And is it just me or did Marilyn Manson get his ENTIRE look from the Phantom in this movie?

I am sitting in my living room. It’s dark except for the light from my laptop. I had a pretty nice weekend. I got stuff accomplished and that makes me happy. The thought of going to work doesn’t light my internal fire but it doesn’t repel me either. It’s a short week. Monday to Wednesday. It’ll be over before I know it.

Today Robert and I went shopping at the mall. Santa was there taking pictures with the kiddies. The holiday season arrived earlier than ever before. Somehow the rule that Santa arrives (along with other Christmas paraphernalia) after Thanksgiving has been overturned. I started seeing Christmas trees before Halloween. Strange.

I’m cleaning my bedroom and listening to Michael Lynch’s Ready Steady A Go Go podcast. It’s reminding me of when Audra, Lisa and I met Dawn Eden In New York City when she was deejaying at Pop Gear. I had so much fun that night dancing to 60’s music (with other people since everyday I dance to 60’s music but I am always by myself).

Last night Lisa came over and we went to TJMaxx. We went with no real objective. I ended up trying on a whole bunch of dresses. Only one fit and Lisa talked me into buying it. SHE SHOULD BE THE ONE IS SALES, NOT ME! I say this as I sit here looking at a green ball gown wondering when I will ever– EVER wear it.

Bad news. Years ago I bought two pieces of REAL art. My cousin Johnny used to work at the Holly Solomon Gallery in NYC. One of their exhibitions was for the artist Virgil Marti. Johnny told me I should buy two of his silk screened prints of 70’s yearbook photos on mirrors. I think I paid 75.00 each. Johnny told me these would be an incredible investment better than any stock. I don’t know about that but I did hang them up in my hallway and yesterday I noticed one of them had fallen and now hosts a scratch down the boy’s face. It’s a good thing I never bought a Rembrandt. “Uh, it just kinda fell and broke, I’m sorry.”

Popcorn and wine was my dinner tonight. Right now I’m watching Good Eats because I find Alton Brown fascinating and sexy. I really should just keep surfing through the channels because Lisa and Audra have told me numerous times that I would LOVE the show, Bionic Woman, and I believe it’s on tonight. The thing is, I am hypnotized by Alton Brown. Oh well.

I really wish I hadn’t loaned my copy of Fountainhead to Robert because I really want to read it again.

Tomorrow I have a morning meeting and then in the evening I am going to an awards ceremony. I’m not really looking forward to either event. I think I’ll wear my black wrap dress. This afternoon, right before my train, I ran to CVS and bought pantyhose. Somewhere I read that pantyhose last longer if kept in the freezer. I can’t figure out how that can possibly work. Maybe I should place my nylons in the freezer just to see? I would but I’m feeling pretty comfortable laying here on my futon and watching Mr. Alton “Sexy Forehead” Brown.

Robert’s birthday is coming up soon and I am trying to come up with ideas for presents that measure up to what I gave him last year. It’s hard to top a neon blinking cowboy belt buckle and a skull ring. I have a couple ideas.

Oh gosh, Alton’s been making cobbler on this episode and it’s making me so hungry! A cuppa joe and a warm piece of cobbler– that would taste so good right now. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm