I had a lovely weekend. I started things off on Friday by shooting the prequel to our short film. We had to stop because we were having audio problems. We’ll try again next week. I can’t give out any details yet because if they hear about it, they’ll steal my idea. You know who they are; they’re the ones always talking.
Saturday, I went to Nutley, NJ and did my laundry. Why Nutley? Why not, is my question to you. My annual rite of spring has passed, that’s right; I bought some short sleeve shirts at the Big and Tall store. My large butt hasn’t seen the inside of a Gap for 10 years, ha ha! I also picked up a bargain game, Medal of Honor. I’m hooked. I played that Saturday night and I started to play it Sunday morning, when my friend, Tiffany, called and we went to the park to hang out. What a lovely day! I got some sun on my bone-white body. There was this little bird in a tree and it was just singing up a storm. I looked at Tiffany and said, “I’m going to kill that bird.” We both had a good laugh. So, that was my Easter. Sitting in the park, threatening the life of a bird.
For the past two years I’ve gone to Connecticut to spend Easter with my friend Theresa and her family but I just wasn’t into it this year (Because of my Dad’s passing). They’re good people. You know what I’ve been meaning to talk about for weeks and weeks, but I kept forgetting? Every time I get in my car, I cut my finger. I have no idea how it happens? It’s probably my car punishing me for driving it until it drops. So, other than a bus driver that drove too fast this morning, that’s it.
R.I.P. – Joey Ramone.