Oh yeah

The Bell in Hand Tavern was interesting. I totally felt out of place there. The clientele certainly consisted of people around my age, but it was a complete college scene. I was glad to be hanging out with my buddies, but I would have definitely preferred to hang in a place like Mantra or the Hong Kong. Diverse, I know, but both are definitely more suited to my personality.

Busy, busy, busy

Ran around today (as usual). This afternoon, I helped out the owner of the liquor store with his WLAN. Not too much trouble, but it was fascinating to see a family that's so completely technologically inept. I mean, they're nice folks and all, but they had difficulty with Internet Explorer. Ah, well, like I said, they're nice folks. Got a nice fee for my troubles. Sweet.

After that, I went almost directly to work. I was fortunate to get the second to last bottle of the beaujolais. 10 cases sold out in two days. Nice. I made two deliveries, one to Kate's friends. Nice folks. A couple of attractive women, too. Got a couple of bucks and a turkey dinner. Mmmm...turkey.

All in all, a good day.

Hollyweird

Linda Ronstadt is one of the dumbest celebrities short of Barbra Streisand. It's no wonder we little people have nothing but contempt for celebrity opinions. There's no question that they're talented, but really, just shut up and sing. Linda, if you're reading this, stop watching that beached whale, Michael Moore.

Also today, Carolyn Parrish was kicked out of her Liberal caucus in Canada for continued insults of President Bush and America. Good riddance. For a representative of another country's government to continually insult a head of state is unconscionable. You haven't seen any of America's congressmen stomping on a doll of Jacques Chirac. That's because we have manners.

Hoo, boy, I'm looking forward to the weekend. I finally have some plans this weekend. It's difficult now that I'm working Saturdays and Sundays, so I'm happy to take what I can get. That, plus a nice haircut and picking up my new jeans should make for an excellent weekend. I sorta feel bad about the haircut though. My regular stylist raised her fee and now has hour-long appointments. Now, I'm concerned about my hair, but I can't see the benefit of an extra half-hour and an increased fee. I feel guilty about switching stylists. It's sorta like breaking up with someone. *Sigh*. I hope Sandy isn't insulted.

Dream world

Maybe Jacques Chirac is dreaming if he thinks that Europe, much less France, will ever be America's equal, either militarily or economically. Insulting the U.S. isn't the best way to make nice, to boot. This guy is either plain stupid or so involved with himself that he doesn't realize just how pathetic and irrelevant he is. I guess it's just what happens when a country that used to be one of the most powerful in the world now has as its biggest foreign problem the Ivory Coast. When will they learn?

Also, now don't laugh, but people are actually getting counseling due to distress after John Kerry's loss. This is too funny. These guys are just pathetic. They shouldn't be counseled but committed.

Today was good. I got another shift at the liquor store on Tuesday. A little more money a week. Now, I'm definitely going to have to look into some way to record the TV shows I'll be missing due to work. I'm considering buying a DVR or looking into building a HTPC to do the trick. Hmmm...decisions, decisions.

Heat

There's a great quote from the movie, Heat:

"I'm alone, I'm not lonely."

For a couple of months during the summer, I really believed that although I am alone, I'm not lonely. Then, just recently, I realized that I truly am lonely.

*Side note: The Cowboys suck so bad.*

There's no one in my life that likes what I like. Someone that enjoys going out for a beer, will watch a game with me, who simply likes having fun. have friends that may watch a game with me, but won't want to go out for a beer. I have some friends that may want to go out for a beer, but won't want to watch a game. I even have a friend that would want to go out for a beer and catch a game, but her boyfriend won't let her hang out with another guy.

*Side note: Roy Williams is a playing like a chump.*

I thought I had that friend that enjoyed everything I did, but she moved out to LA. Now, there's no one.

*Side note: Roy Williams is really playing like he doesn't know what he's doing.*

It sounds pathetic, I know.

But you know what? Every time I'm on the T and cross the Charles and see the skyline, I'm always glad I'm living in Boston.