February 22, 2003

What is going on? It’s Saturday. It’s Saturday. Ha ne na ne na ne and a ha cha cha. I am cruising through another Saturday of lying on my ass and mindless housework. What a thrill. I just practiced the drums. And I am in the middle of doing the laundry. What a day. Holy shit! My life in a non-stop rocket ride of fun and excitement! I have to pinch myself sometime to make sure that this life is really happening to me. If it is a dream, do not wake me.

I went to see the Cavs play the 76ers last night at the Gund Arena. It was the most people at a Cavs game that I can remember being at in a couple of years. They were all there to see Allen Iverson. The crowd cheered for the Sixers great. The girls took pictures. There were more Iverson jerseys at the Gund last night than all Cavs jerseys combined proving that there is a market for NBA basketball in Cleveland, OH – just not the Cavaliers. I went to the game with my former mentor. We sat in the same sweet seats as last time – seven rows off the floor. Up close, I was not as blown away by Iverson’s performance as I thought I would be. He was good but not great. However, he was a strong defender and I was impressed by that. I had fun with my former mentor. We talked about work, family and all of the horribly ugly people in the house. Who let the dogs out? Indeed.

Tonight, Laurie and I are having a quiet evening at home. We are going to watch “L.A. Confidential” on DVD to see if my failing memory can be jogged by an alleged rebroadcast of this movie. I am still saying I have never seen it. If things go well enough, maybe I never will. Wait a minute, this is not an adult website.

The answer to the question: Yes, it is OK to be so cynical. They are all morons - fucking morons.

posted by Thea at 2:35 PM

February 20, 2003

Today is my brother Moe’s birthday. Big ups to my brother on his birthday. I am totally pressed for time right now so I can’t give him the full on tribute that he deserves. I just want to say that him moving out to Southern California is easily the worst thing that has ever happened to me. And considering that I can simply move out there and one day plan on it, I guess that my life is not all that bad. No. It is not bad at all. I miss my brother. He is a great dude. He is building a house out in the desert this year. He is never coming back to Ohio. I have to act accordingly. Big ups to Moe on his birthday. He is the man now dog.

posted by Thea at 5:48 PM

February 19, 2003

I have been going out to Westlake, OH to practice music with my friend Andrej. It is nice out there. Today, I drove out there all the way down Lake Avenue. Nice. Real nice. It seems quiet. It seems pleasant. I told Andrej that I think that my quality of life would improve if I moved out there. Well, maybe it would not improve, but it sure would be different. I told him that I really might like to move out to Bay Village, OH some day. Andrej said whatever but don’t like make it my life’s ambition or anything. Don’t worry about that, dude, I told him. Don’t worry about that.

posted by Thea at 10:13 PM

February 18, 2003

I am bored off my ass all of the time. At work. At home. While winter power walking. At band practice. At the WCSB Cleveland 89.3 FM home to the Assholier than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show. I am just bored. Period. And the weird thing is, time seems to be simultaneously flying by. This is a weird phenomenon. I yawn while the repetition and monotony of life zips by me. It is kind of like the “Twilight Zone” – except really boring.

Last week, I had nothing to do at work. I saw my four weeks of vacation disappear right before my eyes. They reassigned me to a new team this week with the promise of too much work. Two days in and I have to exclaim, sweet precious mindless busy work! That is a problem. I should not be glad about mindless busy work. I should be doing something with my life. And don’t tell me that is why they call it work. I am thinking past it. I am going to be in a position in a few months to make a break from it all and do something… I don’t know how or what is but I will be able to do something. My prayer is that I do and not just stay put like I always have because of that deadly mix of comfort and fear. Repeat: do something.

posted by Thea at 9:08 PM

February 16, 2003

It is the middle of the day on Sunday. I have a few hours before band practice. I just did some news clips for tomorrow’s Assholier than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show. After I am done BLOGGING, I am going to go for a walk. And it is damned cold. But I am no lazy fat ass. Well, I am, but I am trying to beat it.

I just got to spend almost twenty-four hours with my old friend Joel and his old lady, Tracy. They were in from out of town – Washington, DC. I really miss Joel and it was great to see him. We had a little get together last night with some friends. I have learned, through a few attempts in the last year, that I cannot throw a raging kegger. They are always small affairs. Is it me? Or do people in their thirties not do the ripping thrash fest anymore. Whatever the reason, the parties now do not rock like they did a decade ago or five years ago. I can tell you that.

No matter the size, it was a good time. I like my friends. I like the click that I have now. They are fun. When I was having my nervous breakdown a couple of years ago, part of the problem was that I was not hanging out with these people. I have to remember, when the shit hits the fan again, that I need to reach out to these people. They kick the ass. It is good for me to be around them.

It was a dream come true (one in a series of many) to be thirty –one years old drinking beer with old friends and listening to “Physical Graffiti” by Led Zeppelin. I have gotten everything that I have wanted out of life. I know that I will continue to get everything I want out of life. I am dealing with that.

I asked my wife who my friend Dirt acted identically to, she said my brother Moe. She was right on. I told her earlier today that I had a sense of impending doom. She said me too. That worried us both.

To quote Thea: Big ups to everybody.

posted by Thea at 2:52 PM