You ever go through a day and wonder where has all the time gone?
It’s become one of those days that even if I cloned myself there would still not be enough time to get everything done. I am sitting here taking a breather while wolfing down lunch just to type this while on another window trying to answer all my emails. It’s a repetitive vicious cycle that never seems to end. On one side I feel as if I’m all caught up and raring to go as if I’m pumped up on Viagra and Red Bull, and then on the other I’m all limp as a wet noodle running in quicksand and just can’t get invigorated enough to jump over the hump. My brain feels like a bowl of jello, and not one of the good flavors. More like that green lime monstrosity that no one really seems to like. Maybe I need a mental health day soon. A day to chill out with a few drinks and lay in the sun. I really don’t take enough days off. Maybe it’s just me but I feel that if I take a well deserved day off now and now everything will end up as “Hell in a Handbasket”. Then it’s more of a shit show to deal with when I get back. I need a day soon.
Even then, as I close my eyes and let that warm sun drench my face the bluebird of happiness would probably take a seagull sized dump on my head. Isn’t life swell?
You ever call up your cable company to fix a problem you’re having? Of course you have. We have all experienced this little corner of Hell on Earth that makes us all feel so special. I swear some of these help desk people on the other end of the line are trained in ancient torture techniques. Forget interrogation and water boarding the government should just hire some of these imbeciles to gain intelligence from our enemies. They would drive anyone so bat shit insane all the secrets would come pouring out. Last time I spoke to one I started to have a panic attack. Especially since the person on the other end could hardly speak English. If I had a screwdriver in my hand I would have driven it through my skull. Even so, after about thirty minutes on the phone trying to figure out what was wrong with my cable box nothing changed. Unplug this, plug back in, press this button, press that button, kick box across room. I just gave up and hung up on the guy. Maybe I’ll just show up at my local cable office and dump the equipment on the floor with a maniacal laugh.
What the heck is going on with people nowadays that they can’t enjoy a concert without it turning into a brawl? Why do the police have to act like dictators in a militarized zone? Over the weekend the Summer Jam at Metlife Stadium turned into a war zone outside the gates, people tried to climb the barriers, and then the police shut it down so no one else got in. Mayhem. Tear gas. Arrests. Even those with tickets weren’t allowed in. What a mess. I know there is more to this story that will come out but it’s just ridiculous. I was more than happy to be in Atlantic City attending a terrific Boston concert on Saturday with about 5000 others. It was a well-behaved mixed age crowd that partied as Boston put on a great rock concert. So many classic hits and some new stuff thrown in. Great crowd, great show, and gambling after!
It’s more than a feeling……..
I caught some of the Tony Awards on CBS the other night. Now, as a NYC guy I am a fan of live theater entertainment and have seen many Broadway productions. Still do. In fact, Broadway is predicting record sales and attendance numbers this year. If that’s so, then why did this awards production seem a bit on the cheapo side to me? Nothing against Alan Cumming and Kristin Chenoweth who are both Broadway heavyweights, but the whole production just lacked something. The pizzazz was missing. Maybe I’m a bit spoiled after having Hugh Jackman and the great Neil Patrick Harris for a bunch of years before.
It’s also kind of hard to follow up NPH. The man is a god. Just let him host everything.
We finally have a Triple Crown Winner! Now, I’m not a big fan of the Sport of Kings, but even I had to drop everything and watch this terrific race. We were at the Hard Rock in Atlantic City having a bite before the concert and when the race came on the crowd went nuts as it was shown on the TV’s. Say what you will about horse racing and your view on it but it was an exciting moment. American Pharoah became only the 12th horse to win the Triple Crown, and first in 37 years! They better treat him like a king.
I’m already getting aggravated at the restaurants in town. Now that the weather is heating up in NYC and the humidity climbs I want to dine in the cool comfort of air conditioning. So all I see lately are many eateries opening up all their window fronts and putting out the sidewalk seating. Some of these places are like a sweat box inside. They seem to think every New Yorker enjoys the heat and sweating while eating. Not me! Close the damn windows and crank up the AC. Stop being so cheap. Suck it up and pay the electric bill. Let those who like to wallow in swamp ass while devouring a hot meal sit outside. I’m melting already!
How the heck did two dangerous convicts escape from an upper New York State maximum security penitentiary? First time in 150 years I read. These guys are both dangerous murderers and just waltzed out, and are now out on the run. They better get caught soon. This had to be an inside job with some help from the outside too. Either way, you better believe someone should lose their job over this. Whoever was in charge that day shouldn’t even be trusted to guard the french fries at McDonald’s.
As Ricky used to tell Lucy – “Someone’s got some splainin to do”!