Friday, July 30, 2010


Market is down, so are temperatures, mercifully. I am severely sleep-deprived, having had only one hour of sleep between noon Tuesday and 4:00AM Thursday.

Or low ones, as in low to the ground. Saw another midget in Adams Morgan. This one did not hit me up for money.
DAY 196

Vote for Perpetua and Pandora:

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Day 195

Enter your pets in the Pets of Alexandria Contest:

And vote for Pandora and Perpetua!

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

DAY 194

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

Jeremiah 29:11

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

DAY 193

We have so much in common it scares me sometimes.

Monday, July 26, 2010

DAY 192

Heat broke. Took pigs to the shelter. Applying for refinancing or loan modification is a job in itself.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

DAY 191

Went to NACA event at Convention Center. Trying not to be overly optimistic.

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Saturday, July 24, 2010


...can a kid expect to have when he's been kicked out of daycare? Being kicked out of school, college, the trailer park, the old folks' home?

Eight days after the devastating earthquake martial law as been lifted from Washington and surrounding areas. But life will never be the same again for the capital city and its people.
Day 190

D wonders why I actually did a Google search on "retarded hick" and "retarded hicks." Maybe the man has a point.

Friday, July 23, 2010


Market ended on an up note. WX incredibly hot, no relief in sight. DC continues to recover from the 3.6 or whatever earthquake. It's incredible how the victim mentality has permeated our culture.

Got out of jury duty -- the woman at the court house swears US Marshalls will not escort me out of my home. Since I had more than four days with nothing to do I drove back to Pennsylvania. No one killed anyone.
Been watching "Lost" a lot. It seems most of the people on the island have issues with family and friends. That's what they need to overcome, not academic or professional shortcomings. Twenty years ago Barbara Bush said "At the end of your life, you will never regret not having passed one more test, not winning one more verdict or not closing one more deal. You will regret time not spent with a husband, a child, a friend or a parent."
DAY 189

One week after the earthquake that rocked Washington communications have been restored, trains are running, pools are open and the children have milk to drink.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

DAY 188

Arrived back in DC with no damage to person or vehicle this time.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

DAY 187

Ate gnocchi and meatballs with Mom and Aunt I at Aunt Rose and Uncle J's last night. Ate at the Addison House, where Mom and Dad had their wedding reception and M and T had their rehearsal dinner tonight.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

DAY 186

I fled the devastation that is Washington for the safety of my ancestral homeland. There I was reunited with my mother who was seeking refuge from the heat and humidity of southwest Florida. I was able to secure food and cash donations from the good people of Western Pennsylvania to help DC rebuild. As I have a birthday coming, this was not too hard.

Monday, July 19, 2010

DAY 185

One the first working day after the devastation communication has been restored to post-quake Washington, trains are running and major airports are open.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

DAY 184
Just as I was feeling sorry for myself I found Support 2010 DC Earthquake Victims:

Some of the best posts: "I still can't talk about it. My therapist recommended paper and a box of crayons. I will try to express my trauma via pictures when I feel ready."

"The biggest concern I have is that once the media stops covering the event, the area and its victims will be forgotten and left to fend for themselves....."

"The children! What about the CHILDREN?!? Oh, won't someone PLEASE think about the CHILDREN?!?!?!"

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Friday, July 16, 2010


Weather improved a little, market ended on a down note. Got to see my family, Gulf oil spill has apparently been capped and there was an earthquake in Maryland.And I escaped what could have been a horrible accident, am again obsessing about parallel universes, alternative realities etc.
HEY, IT'S GOOD... be back home again."

John Denver

If you are in Armstrong/Westmoreland County get your gas at the Hilltop Gas Station and get your tires at Romeo's Tires in Downtown Leechburg. And eat at the Happy Day Cafe across the street and get your baked goods at Giant Eagle.
...for a reason.
DAY 182

Ate two whole meals sitting down. With my family. What a concept.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

DAY 181

Blew a tire on the Turnpike at 3:50 AM. Haven't been so scared in a long time.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

DAY 179

Georgetown smells like wet dog. Adams Morgan less so.

Monday, July 12, 2010

DAY 178

Two days until I leave and already I'm exhausted.

Sunday, July 11, 2010


I feel vindicated.

Is it okay to put holy water in a shampoo bottle?
DAY 177

I must be in a rut. Went to Krispy Kreme at the usual time and the guy had my fave donuts already in a bag for me.

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Friday, July 09, 2010


Week started out with a lot of work, extremely hot. Didn’t work as much as last week but didn’t get as much rest either. Weather got cooler, market went up. Then there was still the World Cup, the Gulf oil spill and the morning show. And some other stuff I can’t mention.
"WHEN ONE FALLS... falls right into G-d lap."
DAY 175

Little things really DO mean a lot.

Thursday, July 08, 2010


Wow, 80 days since the BP oil spill.

DAY 174

I had forgotten how much I like ice cream sandwiches.

Wednesday, July 07, 2010

Tuesday, July 06, 2010

DAY 172

Just saw two big-assed bucks in front of my building. I could have ridden them. This is proof that we need more water.

Monday, July 05, 2010


Ironic that two of the poems which were most unforgettable to me have the word “letter” in them. I read Li Po’s The River Merchant’s Wife: A Letter in high school. It deals with love which grows yet sets limits:

Four years later in college I read A Letter by Anthony Hecht. While this protagonist also misses the object of his affections, he is in a different predicament and writes “I would have you know that all is not well” in the final stanza:

Still dealing with K's death, even though I didn't kill him.
DAY 171

You have to wonder who is the dumbest, the people in these videos, the people who kill them, the people who watch them or the people who comment on them:

Sunday, July 04, 2010

DAY 170

Happy Fourth of July! Nothing like a good tuba solo:

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Friday, July 02, 2010


Market pretty lousy, weather, pretty good, turned in my Census badge then got called back.

Taking flak for things that aren't my fault and dealing with some hairy stuff too personal to mention.

So is norgling. Up against an ATM machine even.
DAY 168

Baby steps.

Thursday, July 01, 2010


Bonne Fête du Canada!

“will be spending CANADA DAY right here on the Chesterfield with my feet planted firmly on the broadloom, paying the hydro bill and sipping a double-double from Tim Horton's. I'll only be getting up to use the washroom in the centre of the house, to walk down to the harbour or to grab another Molson from the fridge, eh?!”

Prayers, good thoughts, positive energy, naked moonlight dances etc. requested. Thanks!
DAY 167

Got panhandled by the dwarf again.