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2005-02-09 - 4:12 p.m. We had our monthly pizza and beer party for lunch so excuse me if this is all over the place. I know I know… you shouldn’t drink if you are sick, but IT WAS MEDICINAL DAMMIT! Has anyone see the movie Aviator? I am telling you to run to the theatre if you haven’t. Cate Blanchett’s portrayal of Katherine Hepburn is worth the price of admission. The look, the voice, the mannerisms, she was spot on. Kate Beckensale, who I often like, was just ‘eh’ in the roll of Ava Gardiner though. Ah well. I have been busy trying to weave gold out of straw these days. My targets have been raised 40% for this quarter so I am scrambling away trying to find business. It doesn’t help that the clients I can usually count on are becoming increasingly flaky. “Yes, we are absolutely going to do XYZ, let me phone you back with the details tomorrow…” Tomorrow has come and gone and no phone calls. When I phone them, no answer. I am starting to doubt my own fabulousness at this job. Cleary it is a conspiracy. GET OLIVER STONE ON THE HORN! Had a voice mail from my parents yesterday asking me to phone them back, but not after 4 PM because they were going to the Mardi Gra parade at The Villages. I phoned them back this morning and my mom told me all about her neck full of beads. Now, I am not sure if my mom is aware how women get beads in New Orleans, but the image of my mom standing on the side of the road (or worse sitting on my dad’s shoulders) lifting up her shirt while retired citizens roll by in their customized golf carts chucking beads at her is too much. IT’S TOO MUCH. All I have to say is, I had better not see her with her boobs blurred out on some “Seniors Gone Wild” video. She will be so grounded if I do. You know they move away from home and they go crazy. I knew I should have made them commute to the retirement community. They just aren’t mature enough to live on their own yet. Today is Ash Wednesday. I know that now, but this morning I just thought it was a weird coincidence that two people on the subway had dirt on their foreheads. I almost said something to one girl. She was about my age, dressed nicely and I thought I would want someone to tell me if I looked like I had just crawled out of a dumpster. But just as I was about to say something I realized that the smudge was actually a cross. Light bulb went off and I just said nothing. Crisis averted on my being an ass yet again. Kind of on the subject but not really… And with that I am spent.
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