erica was driving down walnut street today, and the governor, who is a runner, ran right out in front of her car and she almost hit him. we agreed that if she’d made contact, state workers would have another holiday. why wouldn’t the governor look both ways b4 crossing the street? i hope he learns this VERY CRITICAL LIFE LESSON in time to teach it to his daughter. perhaps it’s too late. you’d think he’d have learned this a long time ago. maybe he thinks he’s immortal omniscient? omnipotent? or something? or has nine lives? if i recall, omniscient is all-knowing, and omnipotent, all-powerful. invincible.
more people told me today that they’re going to be out of town or very busy on new year’s eve, so they won’t be at my show. at least they didn’t have the VERY LAMEST EXCUSE, which still belongs to kate, whose lame excuse that was so lame i don’t even hardly consider it an excuse, is that she’s a “party pooper on new year’s eve.” i mean, ok, you don’t even have to stay up till midnight! you can come downtown for a mere 45 minutes and watch my show and be at home in bed before 11:30. i suspect that kate might be afraid that the show is going to be bad or something, and if she went to see it, she’d have to lie to me and say she liked it when she didn’t. i guess i could try to convince her otherwise, but i’m tired just thinking about it. erica assured me that she’s coming to the performance, so that means i only need 499 more people. i wonder if erica has that many friend/relatives she could invite. i know she has lots of relatives, but i bet many of them don’t stay up past 10.
i was reading craig’s blog, the one that’s linked over there on the right side, and he was talking about going to chaya venice. it sounded familiar to me, and i wondered if i’d ever been there. he described a delicious meal he had. i looked it up online, and i don’t think i was there. when i lived in LA, i got taken to lots of fancy restaurants, fairly regularly. i liked that a lot.
and now, instead, i went to lincoln on the train for some mediocre italian food. BUT SUCH BIG PORTIONS!
today i was going to write down a list of the many many things i need to accomplish. but i ran out of time. i could be doing it now, but then what will i have to obsess about when i wake up at four? it’s pretty boring if i wake up at four and there’s nothing at all to think about.
you may recall that i was very excited about WALLACE & GROMMIT opening. that was weeks and weeks and weeks ago. i looked in the paper tonight, and it’s now only playing in one theater, at one time, 4:10 in the afternoon. i’m sure it’ll be gone by friday, because harry potter is opening.
yes, i’m very excited about HP, but i was even more excited about wallace & grommit, because i know it’s funny. but i realized it’s suddenly too late, because i have to work each day around that time. except for thursday, but if i went to the movie then i’d be very very late to class.
maybe it’ll come to the cheap theater.
or i’ll have to rent it and watch it on randy’s HUGE tv.
he doesn’t have an HDTV. nor an HDTV TV, which C. (Clarence) said is, indeed redundant.
craig sent me a friendly e-mail today, listing all of this great stuff for the website, but of course i had no idea what he was talking about. but i passed the info on to christine, so maybe soon there will be all kinds of new things here. what kinds of things i couldn’t tell you, but you can be sure they’ll be GREAT, because craig is a ROCKET SCIENTIST.
did i ever tell you i had a boyfriend one time who was a rocket scientist? very smart, rocket-science wise. he designed antennas for the rockets. he also grilled the best steak i’ve ever had. argentinian. (both the style of steak and the man). one thanksgiving we had dinner at his house (two blocks from the beach), and while the turkey was in the oven, we took a walk down by the water. the people who lived on the strand, the long walk/bikeway along the water, were sitting out on their patios eating their meals. it was a perfect, sunny, warm and beautiful day, one of the nicest thanksgiving days i can think of. everybody else was back at his house watching football.
today amy told me that there are people reading this who i won’t know are reading, and she knows this because sometimes they’ll talk to jim about things he’s done, and jim will be a little confused as to how they found out about things, and it’s because they’ve been reading.
secret readers. lurking out there.
better than no readers.
is there any good reason at all why i haven’t turned out the light yet?
amy and jim started construction on their house today. so if you’re a secret reader, you could say to jim tomorrow, “hey, how’s that big hole in the ground looking?” and if he wondered how you knew, you could say I HAVE ESP! that might freak him out.
would it be good to have ESP? or what about that mel gibson movie where he could hear everything women were thinking? sometimes i’d like to have that power, but i know it would be the kind of thing that would make a person have to blow their brains out eventually. or what if you could see into the future? i think about that sometimes, too; i think, i sure would like to know where i’ll be, what i’ll be doing, where i’ll be living, a year from now. i never know though. maybe there’s a good book i can buy online that will help me untap that potential seer quality.
seer, not sear.
enough already.
ok then,
grace aimless on monday night.
p.s. for class we had to read a russian play called “inspector,” by a guy named gogol, and it was quite funny. there weren’t a lot of russian playwrights, and gogol got very famous because of this one play. the russians were all about mixing the sorrow and pain with the comedy. but the play is pretty much just funny. i don’t know why nobody ever does the play, because it’s relevant and quite humorous.