Its been a while, but.....

I know I havent blogged in a while, but my truck died today. I have made and spent alot of money in my life...pissed most of it away, thats for sure, but the $200 I spent on this piece o' shit truck I bought on January 23rd 2009 may have been the best money I spent. It truely saved my life, I think. That night, I re-gained the abilty to come and go as i saw fit. I had been bumming rides from my cousins, and borrowing their vehicles to buy food and stuff, but the night I bought the truck, I was no longer a burden to them. I didnt need to borrow their cars or bum rides anymore. I was free.

Today, I will need to scrounge up a plan to get through my remaining time up here with some sort of vehicle. I am uncertain today of what to do. I can get through the next few days without a car......I hope

Cinco De Mayo

Its May 5th in the big Northwest. Part of me thought Id be home by now....there were days, well if you read this, and I have no idea why you would, when I was ready to pack it in. Eddie was a nice counter-balance to my whinning sometimes. He would remind me to cash the checks and shut the fuck up already. And if you know Eddie like I know Eddie, its his strongest play. Then there is my own self esteem and worth. I said I would stay, and so far I have. Satina hasnt gotten any better. If anything, she has become more boorish and critical as the days pass. I still cant get her to let me do anything of any worth around here. So I remain a chimp...but the checks do clear the bank ( we get paid today after 2:20 yeah ) and Fairbanks isnt the worst place to live. There is little chance of me making any money at home until the economy rebounds, so I am stuck up here. My $200 truck still runs and my apartment is clean if not fancy.

Toby I am a little short..can I borrow 125,000.00 for lunch

Cable TV

Wow..after 5 nights in my new digs..which Ive already described as cheaper, I forgot how much I missed real TV. I have MSNBC now, Keith Chris Rachel Ed I missed you guys so much. I have Comedy Central now, welcome home John. I have ESPN-2 Dana, good to see you.

I know its a small thing..petty some might say, but for guy 3700 miles from home with a crippled computer still, who knows NO ONE in town, good cable TV is like manna from heaven.

Anyway, I know I moan bitch and pontificate here alot. Today, however I am joyous and grateful. All because of Good Cable TV.

I guess it is life's little things that make the difference.

Did you know there is a show where they have a roving moderator who goes into the audience for questions about cheating girlfriends? Tell me..these people don't vote do they?

59 - 41

Ok I am a Democrat. Always have been always will be. Todays news of Arlen Specter bolting the GOP to become a Democrat almost made me weep. He has always been moderate, and as the Republicans moved hard to the right, he seemed more and more like a fish out of water.
I applaud the man today, not because I approve of his move, which I do, but to do so in a climate of Fox News and the Weekly Standard. He will get bashed as a traitor by Sean Hannity and Ann Coulter, so you gotta like his conviction and gumption. His only black mark was his stance on the Warren Commission, believing that Oswald acted alone in the assassination of JFK. But if Arlen can change parties, I can forgive a 45 year old mistake.

Now we just need to get Al Franken seated and the Obama Administration can hit the skies.

A Gift to Remember

I have received many wonderful gifts in my life. I still have some, and some perish, or get lost, or have been outgrown. I have a bowling pin on my desk at home autographed by the Cast of " ED" that is a cherished possession. But last night I was reminded of a gift I received on my 40th birthday. It was a phone call from John Powers. He is a Chicago author who wrote 4 books about growing up Irish Catholic in the city. The books cover 1st grade through adulthood, and I have always loved the man's writing. His 3rd book, The Unoriginal Sinner and the Ice Cream God is my all time favorite book. I have it in Hard Cover, and softcover. I lent out a paperback to a friend years ago and he never returned it, so when I got the chance to re-acquire it, I covered my ass. Anyway, my sister arranged to have an autographed copy of his 4th book The Junk Drawer, Corner Store, Front Porch Blues sent to me, and minutes after she gave me the book the phone rang and it was John Powers. Well after I soiled myself, I spent the next 30 minuites gushing over his bokos and asking him who what where when and why questions about the charecters in this or that book. When did Caepon die? Why did Tim Conroy die? Did Leonard Cohen ever become a Doctor? The call lasted about 40 minutes if I recall, and my head buzzed for hours afterwords, wondering if it had really happened. It really was like a phone call from God for me, and that 40 minutes is a fixture in my personal Hall of Fame.

Shedding a tear...

Eddie The Basque, who in real life, is of course none other than Mike Tyson, has reminded me of a sad reality. My 1997 Jeep Grand Cherokee is being junked. Its beyond repair...past its prime..over the hill..it has expired..gone to meet it maker...it is no more....it is an Ex-Jeep ( You're welcome Monty Python Fans ) It is a sad day. If you know me you know I know 2 things about cars. Where to put the gas, and how to change the radio stations. But I loved this vehicle. I fit well in it. We drove about 165000 miles together. Alex has been driving it while I am here, but it was on its last legs. I am genuinely sad about the loss of my Jeep. It will quite a whuile before I can afford another one. I have no love of cars..racing or any of that shit...but I did love this car.

Oh well..it is better to have loved and lost, than to never have.....ah fuck it. Goodbye old friend.

( A Moment of silence please...........Taps playing............21 gun salute..........and ....its gone )

Reflections

I am moving into my new digs and I find myself mad at myself. The new place is smaller and not as bright, but has better cable, includes all the utilities, and is 100 do-ne-oh-ni-ohs a month cheaper. I dont know why I didnt move here back in November. I would have saves some coin, I wouldnt have security deposits all over the place, and wouldnt have to spend my evening carrying shit to and from each dwelling. Ah..if stood stiff in the corner, as an old friend of mine used to say.

I have obviously made the decision to stay in Alaska for a while. Looking back on my six months here it could have gone smoother. I havent bitched about Cuz' recently. Its not becuase she has gotten any better. She was/is/and always will be BRUTAL. Everything in this place is my fault. I shoulda..I coulda..I need to..I shouldnt....FUCK it get old. She even attacks decisions I make in my personal life. Where I live..what I drive..stuff like that. I could write a book. Or better yet, make a movie with Queen Kong in the title role.......hmmmmmmm I smell a 3 picture deal here