May 22, 2004
It was pretty weird yesterday. I was leaving work at 4:00 p.m. It’s Friday. That’s when I leave on Friday. Laurie was picking me up and we were going to drive around and do stuff. I was walking in the hallway walking west towards the corner offices. The windows that have a western exposure were pitch black while the windows that have a southern exposure were bright and sunny. I wondered if the weather was getting bad. The wind was howling as I walked to the Eurowagon from the office building. It started raining. I was driving out of downtown going west. Dark. Raining. Windy. It felt like the car was going to blow over. While we were on the shoreway, the hail started. It pounded on the Eurowagon. Loud. I have to admit (and this is the point of the BLOG) I was scared. I felt fear. My hand kept on wanting to go above my head to shelter me from the inevitable explosion of debris from above. That’s how loud it was. I was scared and I am normally not scared. There you go. There’s your point. There’s your BLOG. We pulled off of the shoreway because of flooding and took the side streets home – avoiding other flooded intersections. We were home for a couple of minutes to shut the windows and then we took off to Westlake, OH to participate in the consumption process. Another long trip getting off of the highway again and staying off because we needed gas. $2.13 a gallon. The bookstore was shit (there’s nothing for me here) and I was just about to tell Laurie that when I found “The Buddhist Third Class Junkmail Oracle – The Art and Poetry of d. a. levy”. I looked at every independent bookstore in town for this with no luck. And there it is with the Man. Of course, I bought from the Man. The discount store across the street did not have the t-shirts that I wanted. We came home and hung out. I slept from 8:00 p.m. to 10:00 p.m. (during all of “Legally Blond”) and woke up to flip channels during the Lakers/Wolves game. I could not find anything to watch on television. I became more awake as I flipped. After three hours of flipping, I turned off the television and immediately fell asleep. I am not going into the office today. I am working at home. You know, trying something different. I just realized that I don’t have any yellow legal pads in the house. What am I going to do?
posted by Thea at 6:38 AM
May 19, 2004
As of this writing, the Kings are losing in Minnesota. I share being a Kings fan with my brother who lives in California. I was hoping that they would advance in the playoffs and then we would have a chance to watch a Kings/Lakers playoff game together as brothers. That is my hope.
I got my financial award letter from school today. They are awarding me nothing. I am going to be in big time debt after I am done. Oh, and for the record, because I was accused by a personal friend and listener of the Assholier than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show Starring God Monkey Auntie Baby Fea (yea!) of always saying that I was going to grad school on the air, I am going to law school. I work at a law firm and I am going to be a lawyer. This is what I am going to do with my life. For the record, it’s law school.
A story idea that actually has a chance of getting written. Three generations of white trash. All sullen angry rednecks. The youngest one decides he is going to make something of himself and gets a job at a chemical plant. The townspeople of the city where the chemical plant is located finds out that the chemical plant is poisoning their city. They protest. The owners of the chemical plant announce they are going to move the plant to Mexico to beat the environmental laws. The city fights to keep the plant even though it is killing them. Because of the jobs. The youngest surly white trash guy gets his dad a job next to him at the chemical plant. And they call it a happy ending.
Kings are down by ten at the half.
posted by Thea at 9:30 PM
May 18, 2004
Another idea for a movie script that will not be written. It’s about a house full of girls. Like former sorority sisters who are now young adults on their own. And none of them can get their boyfriends to marry them. So they all decide to hold out on sex until they can get their respective others to marry them. The movie ends with a big wedding scene.
I just went walking with Laurie. She commented that she had not heard a particular story that I told He Who Can Not Be BLOGGED About on This Website Ever Again – Ever last week and questioned its validity. Like I was not telling the truth. Like I was making it up. Because she had not heard the story before. I told her that I had a million stories that she had not heard before and we will be 60 years old and I will still be able to come up with untold stories. So, there’s that to look forward to.
posted by Thea at 9:38 PM
May 16, 2004
I was sitting there thinking that I really don’t have anything to talk about on the Assholier than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show Starring Baby Fea (yea!) tomorrow. I know, that’s never stopped us before but I am really feeling like I am on empty now. And then I get this e-mail from Saint Andrej and, well, you know, problem solved. I will definitely talk to you tomorrow on the Assholier than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show Starring Baby Fea (yea!)
posted by Thea at 8:40 PM 