you know...yesterday when i wrote
it had been a helluva week
i had NO IDEA...
it's really all about perspective

yesterday was my first day on the job
i wore my new suit
and new shirt
that i bought the day before at jcrew
not on sale
thankyouverymuch
even wore new underwear
for those of you keeping score

at 12:30 i was riding to an appointment
with my co-worker
in her little sassy red car
when she made a left turn at a traffic light
directly into the path of an oncoming car

i saw it happen in slow motion
just like they say
and i thought
*this is gonna hurt*
then...


BAM

and i was right
it did hurt

the car slammed into the passenger side
which is where i was sitting
as i was the passenger
the force blew out the windows
spun us around
knocked my glasses off
and trapped me in the car

time passed
and the next thing i knew there were EMTs
talking to me
i couldn't move
they used the jaws to remove me from the car
strapped me to a back board
using duct tape....we'll come back to that
and took me to the hospital

funny thing.
without my glasses
i didn't know where i was
or who anyone was
and when i woke up and saw all the white lights
i thought i might have died

ok. perhaps, it wasn't really all that funny.

i couldn't move.
i didn't know where i was
and no one knew me
my poor co-worker had known me
all of 3 hours
and couldn't tell them anything about me

and they'd cut off my clothes
sigh.
by the way, mom, it didn't really matter
if i had on clean underwear or not

10 hours, a morphine drip, and 400 x-rays later
i was declared a miracle
without a single broken bone

i all but walked away from an accident
that by all rights should have killed me.
the EMTs and police were stunned.

there but for the grace of god....
go i

hi ho...hi ho....
it's off to work i go...

it's been a helluva week

as of 4:51 i am now gainfully employed.
again.

yowza.

there will be dancing in the streets
i believe i'm going to get myself some
handmade shirts to celebrate.

ain't i wacky.

played mahjongg last night
and drank Glenmorangie Elegance.
nothing like $25 scotch
in a $400 crystal decanter

the time has come
i need a new cell phone
and cell phone plan
i'm spending WAY too much money

suggestions?
i have verizon and it's ok
dead spots
and the occasional delayed vm
or text msg

what's better?

and talk to me about cool phones!

9 hour interview yesterday
good christ.
the questions really is
DO i want to be in sales
cold calling and knocking on doors
every freakin' day.

hmmmm.

sure beats what i'm doing now

wallowing in freakish misery

1. i do not have a puppy. old or new, big or small
2. i do not have a fireplace
3. the snacks consisted of fresh gourmet virginia peanuts, and pork rinds
5. the bourbon is always nice.
and no...there wasn't a #4...so stop looking


just so we all know...
tuesday's blog was a wish list

today was a job interview
with me wearing dolce & gabbana
and suede pumps
in the snow and slush
and a messed up ankle
that has never healed from
the unfortunate scotch stairs slip

crikey! it's snowing...
and UCONN women are a #2 seed
on their HOME court.
egads.

today is a good day for
a nice bourbon
a roaring fire
a VERY large puppy
and snacks

feeling better
i'm up to clear liquids!

ooooooh...vodka is clear
no wait. not a good idea

even typing that made me queasy

i either have a stomach bug
or i ate a bad caesar salad last night
but lordy, lordy, i'm a sick as a dog
that found a beached whale

worse, i was going to the bso tonight

Robert Spano, conductor
Garrick Ohlsson, piano

GOLIJOV - Last Round
KNUSSEN - Symphony No. 3
and my favourite
RACHMANINOFF - Piano Concerto No. 3

Pre-Concert Talk given by Robert Kirzinger,
BSO Publications Associate, at 7:00 pm, Symphony Hall.

there was even going to be russian vodka
beforehand.
there might have been singing or dancing
with rach3, you never really know....

am thinking about lasik surgery
as i have the time
and am quite blind
and since insurance won't pay for it anyway...

do you have any idea how difficult
it is to find hot sake these days?
it's all cold, cold, cold

pshaw, i say

hot sake is the only way to go

i am now the proud owner
of a building permit

next i think i'll give myself
some paper cuts
and pour salt in them

but i'm keeping my glass chin up

and thinking how much i love my job.

do you know a licensed contractor?
i need to have a LC pull a permit for me
on the floors i've already put in.
long story...but it involves money, bribery
lawsuits, threats, blackmail, lawyers
politicians, and corrupt officials.

anyone? anyone?

hell...i just need the license number

still looking for a licensed contractor
sigh
how is it that when you are looking
for a honest bloke
every slimeball within spitting distance
shows up

and when you really need a slimeball
everybody you run into
is a boy scout?

on a scale of 1 to 10
today's frustration factor
is about 47

my car got towed at 9am - $75
i was informed that the city of boston
might issue me a *cease & dissest* order
because i put pergo floors down
in my own condo
without a permit.
that i must have a licensed contractor
pull the permit
even though, i've already put the floors in...
and the fact they are pergo, means they
are not permanent

but for $500 i could probably find a
contractor willing to give me his license #
for a job he didn't do
and is already complete

meanwhile, i still might have the loft chained
and or get arrested if i protest

too early for a drink? i say not.

all donations should kindly be made
out to cash.
thank you and good night.