Deep Thoughts by AJG
Front row tickets to The Gaslight Anthem next Thursday. Score. FRONT ROW at Radio City Music Hall. $50!!!!!! I’m ready to go Tom Cruise and jump on a couch.
30 Rock is perfect. Just a perfect show. “Daddy Bear”
I wrote another short story tonight. It is very short, but I like getting my point across in a concise manner.
Ran for 20 minutes tonight. Knee = not happy. Come on cortisone….let’s starting working here!!!!
Stayed in tonight. Cleaned off my dinner table. Dishes. Cooked. Wrote. One hour of TV. A well-balanced evening.
I sent some writing samples to a blog that pays for material. Who knows? I wouldn’t mind getting my writing out there while making some extra cash.
I need to do something new and interesting this weekend.
Looking for a new book although I’m way behind in my magazine reading. At the least I need to read the short stories in The New Yorker.
It is hooded sweatshirt and shorts weather. My personal favorite time of year.
I have no weddings to attend on the horizon. Oh, thank the good Lord. Not that I don’t love weddings, but I’m good with a couple year break. (oh, nevermind, have a cousin getting married in about a year. Just remembered. What the fuck is with all of you people falling in love?)
I need to relax. Calm down about things. I’m too tense. I am starting to catch myself when it happens.
I think this President has done a poor job.
I think that nutcase from Iran is scary. Did you see what he said today?
Pete Rose should be in the Hall of Fame.
I am happy to start my writing class.
I’m feeling better.