Um Sonho

Just finished with yoga and when I'm done with this, I'm going for a run. It's a good looking day and, after last night's tempest, I'm looking forward to being outside. There's a big football game on today, but the Celtics are also playing. What to do? When in doubt, go with the Celtics. C'mon, it's KG, Ray Allen, and the Truth--that's must see tv. Of course, even as far as die-hard C's are concerned, the Patriots/Colts game is the only game in town today. I haven't even checked the times yet; maybe I'll get to see both games.

Last week a nice Brazilian couple came in to the shop and I took the opportunity, something I'd been meaning to do for a couple of days after an epiphany, to ask them if they knew of a Brazilian music store around town. I explained that I'd been looking for some old Caetano Veloso cd's, but they were hard to find, and if found, were expensive. They knew of a place a few miles from my house and I was grateful for the tip. The guy, I forget his name, told me Veloso was playing in the city in a few days and would get back to me with the details. Sure enough, he called me a couple of days later and let me know the show was on Friday (which I missed, unfortunately). Yesterday, he and his girlfriend came in to pick up their order and he gave me a mix cd of Brazilian music. Very nice, very thoughtful. Makes living on the planet more tolerable when you meet people like that.

I didn't go out last night, despite my intentions to. I called Spira but she wasn't around and never called me back. I ordered some chinese food and watched Curb Your Enthusiasm on On Demand and, before I knew it, it was around ten o'clock. Guess I'm not going out now, I thought. I wasn't too bummed about the development because I was pretty tired after a long work week and, besides, it was absolutely crummy weather outside.

Watching the The Office (UK) again on dvd has been a marvelous education in comedy for me. Ricky Gervais and Stephen Merchant are geniuses and I hope they've got another series in the works because The Office and Extras are two of the best I've ever seen. It's incredible to me that Hollywood has a version of The Office that's on par with the original. Last week's episode was another top of the shelf episode.

Ok, I'm off to the races. I should use the privy before I go, but Rich has made the room inhabitable; he completely leveled it. It's why I have my bedroom door closed---whenever he takes a dump, the stench travels upstairs. I almost want to scold him for having a diet that consists of coffee, energy drinks, pizza, burritos, pizza, hot pockets, more energy drinks, pizza, and cheezits. It's not healthy for any of us. Maybe I'll rent out a port-a-potty for him and keep it in the driveway. We've got to find a way to contain his reign of excremental terror before it's too late.