Update
1. My broken back is healing nicely, thanks to copious pain and sleep medications, physical therapy, and plenty of rest. I should be back in the big city in a couple of weeks, barring any re-injury.
2. Still waiting for the tribbly Superfly to make up his mind about my HS reunion. I may have to go without him (sob!).
3. Because I let him have the last word, Jonah won the comment war under "Loose Change". What's that? You never read it? For shame. Nuts to you ostriches--he'll hopefully be back around next politics post to pick up your slack. Anyway, Hurrah for Jonah!
4. Some asshat stole my pimped-out cellphone. Of all the nerve! It took me forever to find just the right wallpaper and ringtone. The new one is pretty cool, maybe with a few well-placed rhinestones I'll be comforted from my loss.
posted by Trouble @ 9:15 PM
4 Comments:
I din't know your back was behaving badly, but 'tis good to hear (read) you're doing better -- and I hope by being back in the big city, that means this weekend's festivities are in your and Superfly's plans.
The high-school reunion thing is something I've talked about with the future Ms. Boogie, and it's likely that we'll both take passes -- although we have discussed it. I'd love to bring her round to meet my old highschool mates, but it dawned on me that I would rather take her to Balthazar or Jane then out for drinks thereafter rather than bother with my old mates :)
As for the comment wars, I personally disagree with the conspiracy theorists, Michael Moore, and the suggestion it was Zionists or Scientologists or disgruntled terminated Hallmark Card writers that perpetrated 9/11. As limp and ridiculous Dubya has proven to be as a president, Osama's bunch have taken credit in a number of instances for 9/11. These days, all one needs to convince anyone else of anything is a URL and several authentic-sounding clauses or theories, and it's hook, line, and sinker. I've suggested in the HoB that I could construct a pretty, flash n' HTML-inspired site that makes a case that the Pope wears ladies underwear, but that doesn't make it so. But I'm still not convinced Benedict or whatever his name is doesn't go for the full-body stocking and a bustier or corset for shaping and support :-D
As for the pimped-out cellphone, I got me a Motorola Razor on the day of my last birthday (I brought it to Birthday Karaoke, dontcha know :) The point is that it was all pimped out 48 hours after being in my possession -- some site in Russia has a copy of some software that let me link my PC with the phone and the next thing you know, I've got holographic wallpaper, a selection of homemade ringers and a phone that does a lot more than make calls. But I realized, soon thereafter, that I'm tossing this thing in 14 months for a new model (probably the new Motorola smartphone that just came out, aka the Q) and I realized that pimpin' out the cell is like installing new seats and a new engine in a leased car, except usually my phone looks a lot worse for wear than my car after a year of use.
In any case, glad your back is doing better -- hopefully see you both Saturday for the soiree ;)
hey, i want to give you my number, but i don't want to post it for obvious reasons, so here is a riddle. ok well, it's 717 for starters, duh.
the main road to hbg and the turnpike...
the number of keys on a piano...
the summer of love...
hope to hear from you!
I'm glad to hear that you're feeling better, I'm so sorry to hear about your cellphone. I would die if someone stole mine, it's my whole world, well that and I don't have any other phone.
Glad that you're on the mend! Take care sweetie.
Lots of love!
I'm also glad you are feeling better. Love and hugs, and see you in NY SOON.
Lunch at Union Square Cafe? ;-)
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