I had the day off for Veteran’s Day so Lisa, Aprille and I went to the Jersey shore this morning. Lisa brought Bo and Aprille brought her little Chihuahua, Dolce. It was was fun walking along the beach and watching the little dogs run, jump and play. After our walk we went to the Windmill for chili dogs. Now I am home trying to get myself motivated to do some cleaning.

From the very beginning of this blog (practically 10 years ago), I set a few rules for myself. I would not thrust my opinions down anyone’s throat, political or religious nor would I mention anything that might embarrass my mother or father. It wasn’t hard to follow these simple rules; however, even though I was pretty mum on the topic, readers somehow just knew my political stance. The thing is, I straddled many different beliefs through the years. When I was in college, I allowed myself to be brainwashed by my professors yet I still clung to some Libertarian ideas due to my father’s influence. As soon as I was out of Academia, my Libertarian part began to take over. It was during Clinton’s second term that I began to get so disgusted that I decided I needed to take a stronger stand against certain philosophies and so I registered as a Republican. Besides, those Libertarian ideals seemed impossible to achieve and almost too radical to ever be adopted. After a few years, I turned everything off and apathy took over.

Things changed for me yesterday. Robert and I went to the Ron Paul Philadelphia Rally. Dr Paul said things that I didn’t think I would ever hear. This man actually made sense.

I have a candidate. I’m getting back into the game.

Last night I won an EBay auction. I was so sneaky. I came in at the very last second and placed the bid and grabbed it all! A set of 12 smaller lobby cards from the glorious film, The Subterraneans, starring Leslie Caron, George Peppard, Arte Johnson, Jim Hutton, Janice Rule, AND Roddy MacDowell! What a cast! I already own the entire set of larger lobby cards– this almost completes my set. Now I just need to get the large movie poster and my collection will be complete! BWAHAHAHAHAHHA! At any rate, the posters are absolutely gorgeous! And all in all I paid about 8.00 for each card which I think is very reasonable.

Me so happy!

I gathered my things and boarded the train. Once home, I ate and crawled into bed. I’ve been watching tv and putzing around online ever since. In the back of my mind are all the proposals I need to write. They will have to wait. I simply can’t imagine doing it.

The workday has ended but I am still behind my desk. I keep going back and forth between just calling it quits and going home or sitting here and finishing the work I was unable to accomplish today. The problem is that the later it gets, the less likely I am to accomplish anything. My ability to become distracted just surges. I feel good that I am working late but is it honestly work when I am just reading ArmyWifeToddlerMom and Dustbury and Kozaburo and Nathan and Ranting Rob?

Last night I finally opened the last season box set of La Femme Nikita and started watching. I’ve been holding off because I hate to see the series end. I know, I’ve been really stretching it. Right now I am itching to watch that last DVD so I can finally find out what happens to Nikita and Michael. I’m gonna guess that Nikita is only going to get pretend cancelled and she and Michael will escape together to live the rest of their lives in blissful harmony with the universe. Yeah, that would work for me. Much better than that horrible ending of Forever Knight where LaCroix kills Nick. Can it be? Am I actually sitting here blogging about TV Shows that ended well over 5 years ago? I think I’m gonna pack up and go home. This is useless.

I just ate a burrito for lunch AND I AM STILL HUNGRY!?! I think I just need to wait and let it settle in my stomach. Eventually my body will figure out it’s not starving.

I awoke this morning with a weird feeling; I reached my hand out to make sure my alarm clock was on and as I was feeling the switch, the darn thing went off! Perfect timing! I stayed in bed for a half hour because I wanted to and I rationalized that I could leave the house at the same time as long as I sacrificed a shower. And I did. My hair is pinned back so it’s not completely obvious that I didn’t wash it today. Of course I washed it yesterday so it’s not like I am being disgusting. It’s just that I’m one of those unlucky souls who simply must wash their hair everyday or else it looks blah and oily. I remember some girl once told me that her hair only starts to look good after day 3 without a shower. I don’t know how that is possible. I wish I could experience that since I do feel rather guilty taking so many showers considering how we are on the precipice of total environmental annihilation. Well, at least my hair will look okay when the rivers run red.

I am still feeling hungry.

Trying to motivate myself to keep going. Pull up the pantyhose. Throw on a dress. Go to work. Make money. Be nice and have fun. Keep on keepin’ on.

1. How can I possibly be 5 years behind on this? Nena and Kim Wilde recorded a duet in 2003 and I only now find out!?!?!
2. When did Nena turn into Joan Jett?
3. I simply can’t get over how good both of these ladies look! I am so happy to be growing old in today’s age, with so many glorious specimens of women, past 40, looking great and continuing to attract attention. (Poor Gloria Swanson was only 53 when she was relegated to portraying decrepit Norma Desmond in Sunset Blvd)

And please note any sapphic undertones present in this video are merely normal expressions of European behavior.

Friday night, I called the Kimmel Center’s Box Office hoping to buy tickets for the Max Raabe and Palast Orchester’s Saturday night performance. “Sorry Lady, SOLD OUT!” I don’t take no for an answer so I inquired about other approaches to getting tickets. I was told to arrive at the Box Office at 5:30 and I might get some rush tickets. Lisa and I left for Philly and got to the Box office around 5:15 where we stood in a long line. Who knew Max had such a following? Regardless, I kept the vision of us sitting in the theater enjoying the music of Max Raabe and the Palast Orchester in my mind. When we finally got to the window we were told no tickets were left. We exited the theater thoroughly dejected. I couldn’t quite figure out why the Law of Attraction left us high and dry especially since I really saw us sitting there enjoying the show!

We were a bit hungry so we decided to do dinner at this restaurant called Buca di Beppo that stood just next door to the theater. The place was great! There were tons of framed B&W photos on the wall, most of which featured young women with large boobies. The tables had red checked tablecloths and the wine came in baskets. “What a classy joint!” I whispered to Lisa as I motioned toward the painting of the Mona Lisa with her breasts exposed. Lisa told me that this place is actually a chain and not an authentic Italian family restaurant. They really had me fooled! I saw it as a similar restaurant to Arturo’s in NYC. We ate well, we ordered garlic bread and some pasta and seafood dish. There was so much garlic on everything that it clung to me the entire evening and still clings to me now. Once we were finished I told Lisa that we should go back to the box office and give it one more go. “What do we have to lose?”

There was no line at the box office, instead the people lined up to enter the theater. I asked if there were any tickets available.
“Nope, no tickets– these guys are sold out!”
“Please, there must be something available!”
Suddenly the cashier at the next window said, “Wait, I have something!” And he pulled out the final two tickets and we bought them for 46.00 each.

The Law of Attraction didn’t leave us high and dry. Just as I visualized, we sat in the theater and watched Max Raabe sing the songs of the 20’s and 30’s. They were fantabulous! At intermission, we saw Philip, the man we met the last time we saw Max two years ago. Both Lisa and I wanted to invite Philip and his wife back to Ludwig’s for Berliner Weiße mit Schuss (like we did two years ago) but we were so pooped that we just went home.

In the car, I said to Lisa that I learned a couple lessons and I hope she did too.
1. Don’t doubt yourself.
2. Don’t give up.
3. Think twice about ordering Garlic Bread at Buca di Beppo.

And now, here’s a video of Max Raabe performing:

I asked Rob to accompany us but after watching some YouTube videos of Max, Rob decided not to come. He said he feared that after listening to two songs, his balls might dry up and fall off. He stayed home.

And here’s a second video of Max being silly…

This is just a joke, it’s not something they do typically.

I really enjoyed this movie. I guess because it contains so many things I love… Dracula, Ikea, white sun dresses, men with beards, etc…