This morning, I had to hand deliver an appraisal to an office a few blocks from mine. I always feel so weird walking down the street during the day. I mean, daytime, that's when I'm usually shackled to my desk... So anyway, I'm walking up Lexington Ave and there is a guy, a kook, if you will just walking down the street, holding out a copy of the Bible and yelling. He was making kind of a zig zag pattern, I guess to expose the maximum number of people to "the Word" and for a while he was keeping pace with me. This is what he said:
"The end of the world [beat] is coming. Jesus Christ [beat] is coming." blah blah blah, typical crackpot sidewalk preacher stuff. Then he said:
"Barry White. [beat] Dead. Singing [beat] Having sex [beat] with lots of women [beat]. Dead. Praise God."
What the fuck, why you gotta hate on Barry, man?
Anyway, I've been quite busy at work, but soon that should no longer affect my blog posting. Tomorrow the Optimum Online guy comes to my house and give me the gift of home internet, which means I will be caught up to 1997. Yes! Anyway, expect more night postings from me. And weekend postings. You'll have to alter your whole Cupcake Mafia blog checking groove. But I think you can handle it. Yeah, that's right, you. You're gorgeous.
This will be good for both of us. The digital photos, oh the digital photos you will soon behold on this blog!! You probably won't even be able to sleep tonight; you're so jammed up with anticipation.
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I know I can't wait. Now it will be even easier for you to obsess over exactly who, when, where and how people are reading your blog. That's what I do when I'm at home anyway.
We're waiting...it's Saturday evening already! Didn't you get optimum lovin yet?
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