Archive for April 2005

Listen, if you read my previous post and think I’m moping around feeling sorry for myself, let me set the record straight. Yes, I’ve been sunnier. But I’m fine. I’m well. There are a million reasons to believe. Here’s one: I have a show on Friday night. I came home from work, stripped down to…

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If one more person asks me if something’s wrong … I might just have to tell them. Everyone’s been asking. “Are you allright?” “Is everything ok?” “You seem off, something goin’ on?” My parents, my colleagues, the guy at Starbucks. How do they know? It’s like I’m wearing a badge or something. It’s like I’m…

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Please, just gimme’ one more day off. I’m just not ready for Monday. See, as the weekend goes, Fridays are an immediate goner. They’re like Thursdays. You’re totally shredded and just wanna’ watch TV and have some Lean Cuisine, except you can sleep in Saturday morning. But I never sleep in anymore. Maybe it’s part…

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A colleague asked me on my way out of the office last night, “Are you going to this birthday party thing?” Despite my affinity for the birthday boy, I didn’t have the juice, the enthusiasm, or the stomach, for a night of drinking. From the moment I woke up, checked into work, and took a…

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I went to high school with a guy named Darek Thomas. Darek was a mop-topped, bespectacled Texas boy. He was quick with a smile, yet often had a slow simmer of rage bubbling just below the surface. He was devoutly Christian, but still liked to get his party on. He was one of the Conestoga…

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I wanted to see “Closer” when it came out last fall, but even from just previews, I knew it hit too close to home. I’m a Mike Nichols fan. “The Graduate” is amongst my all time favorites. And what guy doesn’t love Natalie Portman? Or, for that matter, Julia Roberts? But everything I read suggested…

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I was switching between Trio’s “Flops 101: Lessons From The Biz” and MTV’s “Trippin’” tonight when I stumbled across a great ad. I know, I know: Trio and “Trippin’.” What can I tell ya’? It’s Monday night. I needed to switch off the brain a little bit. Of course, ends up “Trippin’” is a pretty…

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Acclimating to daylight savings time is like getting home from California. I spend all day asking myself, ‘What time is it really?’ What time is it really? My body has no idea. My mind has no idea. Hence, I have no idea. No idea. None. I was in the back of a cab last night…

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Ask me if I’ll carry my Marshall JCM 900 up five flights of steps ever again. Ask me if I had a great time reuniting with my Smith Family brothers. Ask me if Kevin was stressed. Ask me if I whispered in his ear, “Remember to have fun.” Ask me if I rock out more…

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