November 20, 2003

Better or worse than yesterday? I would say better, not by much but better. Only two more days until my billable year ends and the holiday slack-a-thon begins. One o’clock on Saturday. It is all over for awhile.

Just think: a week from today and my brother and family will be here.

I was anxious today and I was irritated and then I was tired. I was thirsty. And I was hungry. Now, my arms are sore for no reason and I see no point in continuing this day any further.

I thought that Friendster was weak until I saw all of my boys on it. It seems less lame now except I wish that there was some way that it was more private. I don’t want to share any more in public than I already do.

You name it. I say fuck it.

posted by Thea at 9:09 PM

November 18, 2003

I never felt like the Cavaliers were going to lose tonight. There were times that they were playing great and I reminded myself that they were up against the Clippers. There were times that they were playing like shit and I remembered that it took the Cavaliers until game twenty three last year before they won four games. Mihm continues to play way better than expected although they seemed to be falling apart under the basket in the second half. It is a good thing that he developed some range in his jumper during the off season. Pray for Boozer. Pray for free throw shooting. Thank God that Ricky Davis and LeBron James seem to be able to play together. I remember how I felt last year at this time versus this year in relationship to walking around in the rain and listening to the Cavaliers and thinking about life and the big picture and all of that shit. I feel much better this year.

posted by Thea at 10:13 PM

November 16, 2003

BLOG. Weekend Edition.

The decision was just made to take off the pants and sit around the house in boxer shorts for a couple of hours even though I know that I am going to just have to put the pants back on when we take off for Guided by Voices at the Grog Shop. We did not go to Detroit last night to see them. I knew that we weren’t going to but I kept on thinking that maybe that we might. That’s kind of funny when you think about it. It is accepting the inevitable but kind of going in the back of your head, hey, maybe the inevitable won’t happen. I have done this to excess my entire life and it has fucked me up. Maybe I was just ignorant of what the inevitable was. Who knows? It was a world of delusion that I was living in. Now it is more like a world of long shots with a full on awareness of fact. I am still, and will always be, hopeful but I don’t get, like, crazy when the miraculous or simply unexpected does not happen. What was it? Optimistic Fatalism.

This weekend was the Cavaliers and the Browns. It was a couple of long walks. It was a couple of jam sessions. It was buying a new snare drum that I have named Andrej Jr. It was watching the new Hellacopters DVD “Goodnight Cleveland” and agreeing with Jamie from Boulder that it was a "must have" (I am quoting Jamie). It was watching the new Guided by Voices DVD and thinking that I might actually like the new songs of Guided by Voices better than the old ones. It was listening to records by Junior Wells, Otis Rush and Lightnin’ Hopkins. It was eating crab cakes. It was BLOGGING in my boxer shorts. (I want that image to stick.)

I will talk to you about the night of rock ahead of me tomorrow on the Assholier Than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show Starring Baby Fea (yea).

posted by Thea at 6:27 PM