Weekend

Generally uneventful weekend this Labor Day weekend.

Did the house keeping sort of thing… bills, tidied up, got some things squared away. Did my Saturday brunch at the Williamsburg Cafe. Got bored Saturday night and ended up driving around the city. I drove so far, I ended up on 187th Street (aka Upstate New York, joking). Went on a solo bike ride on the cruiser through the ‘burg and Greenpoint. It was a night time ride, so it was relaxing and calm… yet equally exercising. Did a little bit of phase 1 of some art work I’m doing. It’s a nice start… and I’m happy the results so far. It’s going to be amazing when its completed. Collaborative as well.

Picked up a friend at the airport this evening. Had some food/adventures this afternoon with Stella. Again, a pretty calm and relaxing weekend.

Some weekends I forget its time to slow down, and do nearly nothing. Or to not even plan a damn thing. Next weekend, it is a little different, but, I’m also looking forward to it. Hotrod Hoedown. Much better than the Rumblers event in NYC, I feel.

Adventures

It was a rather balanced weekend… if you call watching 4 movies in one evening, going to a car show, and shooting guns a balanced weekend!

Friday I was work a bit later than usually… but, it was worth it, since it was closure on a long project. There are still a few pieces to clean up this morning, as I see while reading my incoming emails. But, nothing to stress about. Not that I have been stressing, but, apparently, this project has been a little mismanaged from the get go. Lucky me.

Friday night… I saw Williamsburg, the Musical. If you didn’t see it, and you live in the area… you missed out. The thing was hysterical. I mean, it was really really really funny. It had way too many secrets given away about the ‘burg, but, alas, it is the place they poke fun of, deservedly. It was amazing. I hope it gets picked up and done again, I’d go again. And, I have to get the original score of the songs… once it’s done.

Saturday was fun. Not really. It was a day I wish I had a do-over for. It all started with me having to get up early to go get my car out of impound. And it just went downhill from there. Granted, it was my Dad’s birthday, but, it didn’t help. I was supposed to be at a car show at noon. I wasn’t there until 2:30 in the afternoon. So much for trying to be patient and going with other people’s plans. I wasn’t too pleased about having to spend most of my day waiting for people… once I finally went to the car show, saw the cars, I called it a day and went home and watch movies all day.

Sunday was member appreciation day at LVSC… and, in typical fashion, I maintained my constant. I shot a 66, again. At least I am consistent. It was a nice day, good people, and entertaining… with the exception of the not too smart father who was walking around the back of the course with his gun loaded. Nice.

The night ended with me watching the first 4 episodes of Dexter from season 1. Pretty good show… definitely makes me want to get Showtime back. But, first, I need my basic cable back! Stupid TWC has been messing with my lines since Thursday… and I’ve been getting zero channels. Fantastic.

Dope Fiend Blues

Today has been a very emotional day… many things have come to light, or dark, I suppose. It’s one of those days where I all I want is to fall asleep. It makes me think of the Mike Ness song, Dope Fiend Blues. I’m not sure….

In a police car I feel so very small
I see my lover’s face and I watch her teardrops fall
And I try to figure out where I’d fallen off the track
I sold my soul to the devil and then I stole it back

And in the end, you know a dope fiend ain’t got no friends
And a junkie is a junkie to the bitter end
Hope to die now, cuz you know I’m better off dead
Hey brother, won’t you lend me a helpin’ hand?

I tie myself off, shoot it in my veins
I feel like Marlon Brando and I’ve hid another day’s pain
I’m goin’ back where it’s safe, goin’ back to the womb
I find my mother’s comfort, here in a needle and spoon

And Christmas for a dope fiend ain’t no fun
Waitin’ for good times that seem to never come
Goin’ out now, gonna get myself a gun
Please stop me, don’t you know I’m on a run?

Aren’t you tired of the detox and the places in the mind?
Aren’t you tired of the misery, aren’t you tired of doin’ time?
And I try to figure out where I’d fallen off the track
You know I sold my soul to the devil and then I stole it back

I’m a dope fiend, I’m a liar, a cheat and a thief
At my funeral, won’t you bring me a red rose wreath?
Dress in black now, show everyone your grief
Well, I’m gone now, you can all feel relief!

Horoscope

Anna usually sends me my horoscope nearly everyday since I’ve known here. It’s actually kind of a fun treat. Sometimes we guess what the hell it really means… they can be a little vague.

Today’s, however, was a little different… it was pretty clear on the meaning, I think.

You are all set to go on a vacation, yet you just cannot stand the fact that your work has piled up. Whatever happens, don’t even think about canceling your plans, for your sense of urgency on the job may be more about your feelings than about the reality of the situation. Take some time off and you’ll return refreshed and ready to tackle even the most serious of jobs.