day 554

actually getting used to this (NOT a good thing)

Sucks that the line is snowed under-and will continue to be. MORE fucking snow predicted for tonight into manana.

So, plan B. Makes my fucked up back seem easier to deal with (forced rest/crosstraining). So, off to the gym. The ellip and I will develop a close(r) relationship.

My knees'll thank me.

Of course, I AM worried about jumping back in the saddle. Saturday's the Long Beach 4m, Sunday the Alley Pond Super Bowl relay. We'll see.

day 553

glad I did!

Glad I showed my face @ the dinner dance. You really can't NOT have a good time. Everyone there is really a good person. Rare are the times at which you can honestly say "there's no one here I must avoid." If you'd sat @ any table, you'd have enjoyed it. Add to this, the awards are actually worthy, i.e. Marlon got most improved. God bless him. AND, our numbers were up. Rare in these times. The new location is MUCH better than the old.

(also feels REALLY good to have gotten yet another Quantum person. Why more don't hook up with us is beyond me.)

This am, again, the ellip + spin class. Feeling good. NEED my run, but NEED my back as well.

day 552

inch by inch...

REALLY wanted to join the peeps for a run, but almost got up without wincing.
Didn't wanna push my luck, so, to the gym.

15 mins on the ellip, ok, so far so good. Then, Spin Class. Besides harkening to happier times, this proves whether I could hack it or not. Actually made it without too much pain. Felt good.

Tonight, the Strider's dance. Looking forward to it. Why? My social half. Then, as soon as I get there, I wanna leave. Sucks to be me, but beats the options.

day 551

baby steps

Amazing how we can put a man on the moon yet can't create interchangeable parts! My back is fucking killing me, and life isn't helping. MORE snow yesterday, Stoney digs out Shebitch. Does the sidewalk get the shovel? No. Wait til I get home. Nice. So good to be invested in the home. Dig yourself out, don't give a fuck about anyone else. Great example being set.

Missed my acupuncture yesterday, our psych wasn't in due to the snow. Actually had (most of) a day pain free. Never did I think acupuncture worked, wow. Yesterday, though, paid the price, the pain-though diminished-was there again.

Wish I could run. Can't take the risk of crippling myself though. Fortunately, conditions outside make abstaining easier. Can't even crosstrain, the back is THAT fucked.

Manana, the club dinner dance. Hope I can make it.

day 550

no, Virginia, you CAN'T make this stuff up.

OK, Shebitch steals my credit card, then charges $831, with no remorse. Worse, feels entitled. NOW it has the gall to TRY to bite my head off. You really don't wanna know how I responded. Suffice to say, SOMEONE in Nassau County isn't getting shovelled out.

Made it to the job @ my usual time. Am I the only one to realize it was going to snow???

Why so happy? Finally (almost) pain free. Muscle relaxers did nothing. Ibuprofen did nothing. Our Psychiatrist asked if I was interested in acupuncture. Previously, I thought it was a useless placebo, but when you can't get up or sit without extreme pain (like a knife in your right side), you'll try anything. It worked!!! Holy Shit! Was really dreading the snow, knowing I'd have to shovel (THAT was part of yesterday evening's fun-telling It to "Shut the F up" as I hadda shovel with extreme back pain. Did It offer assistance? No. Ask if I needed help with the shovelling-or push Stoney to help??? No. Instead, raged that I hadn't dug It out for the previous storm-I HAD asked if It was going anywhere to which It responded in the negative. Yet, was a convenient excuse to rage @ me. Fuck It, let It rot. I'm pain free for now. I'll take it.).

Work: made it.
Shovel: did it (AND the facility vehicles no less.)
Time: was on the job @ my usual ungodly hour.

...now...if I could only run. Thank GOD for the gym.

day 549

enough already!!!

This is getting played out. Either personal drama, or meteorological drama. The good news: It's been silent. Not a word. After It became indignant that I'd take offense at Its making me the object of credit card fraud, It's been silent. Add to this, It's falling apart-can't even remember to close a door. When I got back to Toxichouse yesterday the back door was waving in ther wind. Real trailer trash.

Now the icing on the cake: today through manana am: 6-12 inches. FUCK ME!

IF there's any good news: my back is out, I mean OUT. WTF happened? Dunno.

The worse news: if it's gonna snow, who hasta shovel? Like I said, FUCK ME!

Pray kiddies. This sucks.

day 548

Suck it up, buttercup!!!

So, after the shit that was yesterday, HADDA do SOMETHING. P.S., to add to the shit, my back went out!!!!! Lovely. So, ate an ibuprofen and laced 'em up! After the ridiculously cold single digit yesterday am, HADDA go out after work. REALLY glad I did. Like last week, I ran into a fellow peep. We both laughed, each recognized in the other the illness which befell both, "No am run, GOTTA go in the pm." Same thing yesterday. We even bade each other a "good morning" then laughed recognizing we were so used to The Groove. Funny. Just what I needed.

Things got really scary yesterday when on top of the credit card fraud, on top of the red light ticket, my back went. FUCK!!! Exacerbating matters was the knowledge that, as I'd known all along-but that doesn't diminish the pain-at times like these there really isn't anything anyone can do. You can post on your blog, you can post on Facebook, but the most people can do is offer words. Ultimately, you gotta Suck It Up Buttercup. So, grit your teeth and run motherfucker!

Back to Toxichouse, Stoney actually had the balls to ask for Taco Bell, I ignored him (yes, it hurt...but not more than enabling). He called Sybil who-of course-brought him junk food. In this process, he hands me the phone, It wanted to speak with me. It asks "what's the problem?" Can you imagine?????? I hung up. Bitch. Pure bitch. Actually thinks It has a right to 1)steal my mail 2)use my credit card without authorization. 2 felonies.

Thank GOD House was on. Just what I needed. Peeps on The Line and House. Yay!!!

This am? The Line, such as it is. Today, temps close to 40. Hopefully some of this shit will melt away. Need to rebuild up to St.Francis. Now, bear in mind I couldn't get outta bed without wincing, the back's really fucked. But, when you live as I do, with the dysfunction I do, you run. Again, glad I did. Tonight through manana, snow predicted. My mental state is vastly improved.

cheaper to keep her?

$831????

And what REALLY hurts is: It has the balls to rage about my rearranging the fridge???!!! After making sure Its shortcomings are covered (feeding Stoney?)!!

Icing on the cake: he curls up in Its lap to take a nap yesterday evening (after being told in no uncertain terms "yes Keith, mommy left us alone with no food, again"), wakes up, and has an attitude because I'm actually sitting on the couch watching tv. Imagine that, watching tv in my living room. Let loose the hounds!

day 547

ouch!!!

Ok, the J-E-T-S got their asses kicked by The Big Boys. First half really looked like David vs. Goliath. They DID stage a comeback, but too much too late. Helluva year anyway!

THAT was the good news. I get to the job, check email, I've got a credit card statement on a card I haven't used in over a year. $831!!!!! Guess who? And for that, I got a box of thin mints and dollar store cookies for Christmas????? REALLY hurts, especially knowing anything over $500 is a felony. Should have Its ass locked up, but cheaper to pay the fee than hire a lawyer. Pure unadulterated bitch. THIS, after It comes upstairs as I'm falling asleep to rage about my rearranging crap in the fridge. Yes, it's true. Every word.

THIS is the thanks I get for making sure Stoney gets whatever he wants. Yesterday, It is typically out. Is there any food? Of course not. A gallon of sugar fruit punch, but no food. Again, I step up.

It has no idea the hurt It causes.

day 546

Recovery run, check!

Did The Abbreviated Line. Actually waited for the peeps to show-longer you waited, the higher the temps. Waited 'til 9am, a sweltering 17 degrees. Jeeeez. But, kept thinkin' "gotta get today in, tomorrow, single digits. Tuesday, MORE snow predicted." So this am was a "now or never."

Tonight, hopefully Gang Green comes out on top. Either way, helluva ride!

day 545

I DON'T SUCK!!!

got up, split asap, headed to NYC. Saturday parking SUCKS, so hadda boogie quick. Did well, parked 1 block from the start (which was 8 blocks from the finish, but whatthefuck. AFTER the race, nothing matters).

FREEZING this am, I'm talkin' bone chilling. When the temps match the distance you're running, it's COLD.

Part of me wanted to walk this one. Really resent HAVING to do 4 of 5 halves to get into The NYC Half, but hey, being pissed doesn't do any good. Boycotting, who'd give a fuck? So, suck it up buttercup n' lace 'em up!

Actually used hothands-it was THAT cold.

First 3-4 miles, cursed my existence, but felt ok, middle 4, couldn't feel my fingers, even tried shoving them in my pockets (should'a seen me run with my hands in my pockets).

The bad part of this race: it's not one (ouch) but two (OUCH) loops of CP. This is also where I had my best time in a half (Laughlin thought I'd switched chips with Tom). So, in short, really didn't give a fuck, just wanted to finish.

Between miles 8-11 things were really dicey. Hands fucking frozen, really wanted to quit, walked 4x. THEN, then.........a 5k left, I can do this.

Best of all! When I looked @ my time, I didn't do half bad, not my worst, not my best, average. In the 50%. NICE! Imagine if conditions were good, if I'd actually eaten (oops, forgot), or if I didn't walk? Could'a brought this syucker home in under 2. Oh well, got both another Q under my belt, as well as a NYC Half qualifier.

day 544

really...REALLY?????

Every friggin' weekend, jeeeez. MORE snow. Last night, midnight into this am 6 inches. Enough to fuck everything up. AND, after today, REALLY cold temps. Fuck.

And, worst of all, manana the Manhattan Half. Was hoping they'd do what they usually do under such circumstances: call it a "fun run" and credit you with the qualifier, but no, it's on, full steam ahead. CRAP. The good news, at least I'll get my miles in.

And, other than crosstraining, what do you do when the weather sucks too much to run? Think about running, plan. So, signed up for King's Park, the Long Island Half (booooring but hey, miles are miles), and the Run for the Wild (always a fun race, though it's MOBBED. Still, gotta love running @ The Bronx Zoo! Nice side note, it's the day before the LI Half, nice tune-up).

day 543

open up n' say

Ahhhhhhhh. Felt better. Not GREAT, but better. Actually had a-more or less-unfettered run yesterday evening. didn't really plan on it, with the am rain/sleet/lions-tigers-bears, didn't count on anything (it's THAT time of year). Then, come noon, the sun tried to come out-after yet another bout of rain (grrrrrrrr!). So, laced 'em up and headed out-was actually borderline shorts weather, but, better to sweat than catch a cold. The Line was actually clear(er), asphalt in some spots, enough to get a good footing. The downside? It was, again, an abbreviated run. After The Turn, near the softball fields, ice/snow....So, turn around, make it into a speed run.

Then, hadda ponder: push it to the point of exhaustion, or head home? Actually went to the gym, got my stuff outta the locker, and headed home (Shebitch has been outta there evenings, so no need to do drive-bys, yay!!!). Actually felt good to NOT work myself into exhaustion-when you have cold sweats, you KNOW you're burnt. Also, to get home @ a civil hour and NOT have an eighteen hour day was nice.

This am, The Line again. Esta noche into manana (starting @ midnight) SNOW. FUCK!!!!! So, hadda do a double (last evening and this am). Felt so good, actually pondered making it a regular thing. Fly in THAT ointment would be that when The Line finally clears, I'd be trying to do THAT twice daily (which wouldn't be such a bad thing).

Bottom line: got my miles. The world is a better place. Life IS good.

day 542

REALLY pushing it!!!

Snow, sleet, now rain. FUCK!!!

Spin Class last night, worked up a SWEAT! Felt good. Again, easier on the knees.

This am, misty, then...THEN...RAIN! AND, snow predicted for the 24 hour period before the Manhattan Half. FUCK ME! NOTHING I friggin' do is easy.

To top it off, on my way in this am, caught a patient smoking. Just shoot me.

So, here's the plan. Of course now it stops raining. So, after work, go for a run. IF The Line is clear, ok. If not, it'll be the abbreviated line, then Boot Camp. REALLY wanna check the aerobics class this am, but you can't leave the staff unattended in the am. Times like this it's tough being The Fan-as in what the shit hits. On the flip side, SOMEBODY gots'ta make the tough decisions, might as well be me. On the other side, would you rather make the decisions or have them made for you? THAT'S the only part I miss of being a lower level staff person-hiding. Can't when there's work to be done. If nothing else. the kiddies gotta know mommy/daddy is there-much as they might dislike it.

this just in

...why I won't buy a Kindle/Nook...yet

1)You can't tell me EVERY book is electronic. 2)I get some of my best reads by chance. When I go to the gym, there's a bookcase there, a "lending library." Peeps put their discrards/donations there. Usually, I pick up something to force my ass to stay in the sauna for an appreciable period. You can't tell me any e-reader can do that.

day 541

nice 72 hrs.

With It outta the house, ended the long weekend on a high note. Usually, It's off, but yesterday wasn't in house. NICE. Stoney and I actually got to hang out unfettered. Really a nice surprise.

Did the abbreviated Line, then Boot Camp, then headed back to Toxichouse. The nice part was being together without anger or harsh words. The downside, did Shebitch tell me It was gonna be out? I.E. what's the word...FOOD for your son??? So, after too long, I finally took his order and went to get him something. Amazing, yes kiddies, I CAN do it ALL. That's what Satan does.

This am? Snow, then freezing rain. Fuckit, did 60 on the ellip. Tonight Spin Class. My knees'll thank me, hopefully the rain will clear The Line. On the other hand, the freezing rain COULD result in one huge sheet of ice. Cross your toes!

Go J-E-T-S!!!

day 540

getting better.

The Line was STILL snowed, iced, but got my 4+ in. The question then became, what next? Finally got off the fence and did Boot Camp. Felt good. Knees, better, the shorter distance doesn't hurt. The relief is knowing races like the weekend 10m are do-able. Was REALLY scared I'd lost what progress I'd made distance running. Not to worry. Thank GOD!

Now, tonight into manana, more shit predicted after midnight, so, The Line + Spin? We'll see.

Got a nice message from Rob, asked if I was the Gerry Ruiz from Queens Village who was ahead of another Strider @ Saturday's race. (using the Queens Village address since I don't get mail from Toxichouse-Shebitch beats me to it).

day 539

DAYUM!!!

Made it to AP for 4+, REALLY getting sick of this snowed out line bullshit, BUT, got my 10 in yesterday, so it evens out.

Almost went to the 5k @ Jones beach, but what's the point after a 10m?

Now, manana.......The Line and Boot Camp, or The Line-period? We'll see. Nice to have a day off.

day 538

on pace!

Headed to the Blue Point 10m. ALMOST turned around to hit Alley Pond, but glad I stuck it out. This race was postponed because of the snow, pussies. The nice part is the shirts, with last week's date, are even cooler (long sleeve tech shirts). Nice crowd, surprised there were Striders! Andie, Frank, Sara (and of course Ken), and lil' old me! AND I DIDN'T come in last!!!! Nice.

***Funny side note: they had a huge tent for number pickup, no one thought of lights. Winter...lat(er) clopud cover and cold, dark inside until 7:30. Was pretty funny.

THEN, back to Toxichouse, after a drive-by (Shebitch was still there), Stoney actually consented to see Green Hornet with me-at a neutral theater so his friends would (GASP) see him with his father, but hey, I'll take it where I can. We hit Dylans for candy, the KFC for fast food crap, then the flick. This whiole 3-d thjing is a waste, haven't yet seen a movie which was good with it, but he made it fun.

Did well in the 10m, after running short(er) @ Alley Pond I was a lil worried. Did well (have I mentioned that?). :)

day 537

this is getting silly!

Made it through the week, unscathed. No injuries, no major problems. The ONE major circumstance: motivation. The kiddies from Immaculate Conception will be having a reunion in May. More incentive to keep my shit together-reunions are a good yardstick.

Also, thank god for Facebook! Our class of '73 from St.Gabriels is getting tight. Amazing to see how peeps have changed, especially the Christian Brothers. NONE are still in the Order. So much for a vow.

day 536

Proper planning prevents.....

The prob with exercise is the fear of NOT exercising. Do you work out to live or live to workout?

started running to get my ass in shape, then it became an end unto itself. Now, it's in perspective again. With this bullshit season-snow, slush, ice, running is treacherous. Sometimes you just plain cannot. So, hit the gym. THEN, life gets in the way-if you let it. So, used the snow as my workout. Removed the snow here @ the job, knowing when I got back to Toxichouse, Shebitch's car would be dug out, but the sidewalk? Of course not. Better to slog through almost 2 feet of snow than shovel. Literally not a teaspoon had been removed. So, first bank of dad, "wait 'til your father gets home," gets to shovel. All the shit, none of the good. Hey, got my workout in!

No, you CAN'T make this stuff up and YES, it hurts deeply. I'm the only motherfucker to lift a finger.


...got my workout in though!!!

day 535

called it!!!

Sho 'nuff, a foot of snow. KNEW this one'd be tough. So, glad I got my miles in yesterday!

Might, underline MIGHT do boot camp tonight, then again, I'd havta go home and shovel after. Dug out the vehicle this am, cleared paths/salted @ the job, my exercise for the day.

PISSED @ NYRR. Prob is: they got the carrot. Shut outta the NYC Half, shut outta the Empire State Building run. FUCK! This really sucks, feel like the air's outta my tires. Truth be told, I have no business @ the Empire State Bldg run, but to be outta BOTH??? Especially considering I'd done every NYC Half since it started, AND do so many nyrr runs? FUCK!

day 534

redux

Exactly the same as yesterday. Icy, packed snow, 4.5. Glad I got it in. Always have the underlying fear of backsliding. With a day here and there off, it can't happen, but that's how the addicted mind thinks.

This weekend, the rescheduled 10m. Good. This evening into manana, 6-12 inches predicted, saturday's race will be the carrot dangling in front of me.

*Nice side note to these conditions: preps you well for running in the cold. This am, 22 degs. Actually felt ok.

day 533

get it where you can!

REALLY happy now! Checked my 5m race result with last year's; the 62-63 year old peeps from AP matched my time last year (10:24), meaning this year I was over a minute per mile faster, YESSS!!! All the bullshit has paid off. Now if I could consistently break 9 in over 5k races, I'd be elated.

This am, The Line, again not St.Francis but 4.5. VERY dangerous, icy as HELL, but really fun. Makes you step crisply, no foot dragging.

day 532

YAY!!!

5m in CP, 9 minutes on the dot. I'm happy, VERY happy. there were 3 of us, my 2 other green peeps 10 years older, one minute 20 secs slower. Yes, it matters. Glad I did ok. THIS means I can break 9 in longer than a 5k if I really try. All the work is paying off.

Shebitch, screamed @ It before leaving for the run. It insists on taking bags of garbage and throwing them on the side of the house, the garbage can-a mere foot away. Fucking trailer trash. GREAT example for your son. This from the same psych patient who threw the broken Oreck behind the garage-50 paces, whereas the front garbage is 8. No, it isn't easy. Its excuse? "I slipped when I tried..." to which the obvious answer: you've been throwing garbage on the side of the house whether it was 90 degrees OR wintertime. Always a fucking excuse.

day 531

JEEEZ!

Almost getting over the LAST snowfall, races scheduled for today postponed when...when...MORE FUCKING SNOW!!! Almost envious of DP, she hadn't been out in a couple of weeks, I'd have gone insane, but then again, she doesn't live @ Toxichouse.

Did The Line, such as it is. Did past The Turn, to The Softball Fields, that was as far as possible-I don't run on shit, too tricky.

tomorrow the 5m, we'll see how that goes.

Saw Country Strong. Wow. Really, wow. Saw alot of me there, what happens when people grow apart, the "love that was forever" simply "was," so much for the "forever." Amazing flick. STILL, I believe in love and would do it all over again in a heartbeat. With Shebitch??? NOOOOOO, with the love of my life. She knows who she is. DO miss that level of intimacy, but she drifted away. Oh well, sucks for us both. So it goes......

Cheap Trick @ Halftime tonight! YAY!!!

day 530

another notch!

Ok, so here's the thing. Lacked the distance I wanted as St.Francis is iced, but, made up for it with speed. What WAS a 70 to 90 minute run is now a 45 ish minute run, MUCH better tempo. AND, in small increments, the thaw is happening. Prob now is, 6 inches of snow predicted for today. Oh well, this is why God made the gym.

They actually postponed Saturday's race to Sunday, better for parking etc..... MY concern was the other race saturday, even THAT was postponed, pussies.

Really feel good.

day 529

*New pix @ bottom (New Years Eve!!!)

Sooooo close! Almost have The Line back. Made it through The Turn near Cunningham, 4 3/4 miles, but then, just by the tunnel near the softball fields, more ice etc... Shit! At least made it to and back from The Turn-the wickedest short hill (like a mini King's Park).

Brotherfromanothermother called, his first meeting tonight as runner's rep-almost was tempted to go to the meeting, but, there would be no point to not be on the bored AND go. Hate meetings. I realize their necessity, but no thanks.

day 528

Back in the groove.

Period of readjustment was rough. REALLY liked the St.Francis course, but gotta do what you gotta do, so shorter=faster=easier on the knees. Trying to hook up with the gym was pointless, they readjust their schedule (no more Monday OR Wednesday Spin, no more Monday or Friday am Boot Camp), so, read the writing on the wall: ADJUST. So, doing 4.5 DOESN'T suck, it's merely a course correction. I can live with that. And when marathon season comes around, St.Francis will be there, the snow can't last forever/gots'ta melt sometime. Advantage to this is, also, the plateau you hit disappears if you mix things up.

I can accept that.

Today the Gov gives his speech, lots of talk of downsizing, combining etc... So what. Always believed in doing the right thing. Period. I have seniority, if THAT counts for nothing and I lose it all, fine. Then Shebitch gets Its divorce and I'm free!!! If I stay in my current title, I'm STILL free. No worries. Anxiety never has been known to affect an outcome. Actually get a kick out of the naysayers. Even the Boss has always been the King of Nudgeness, been talking the same anxiety based stuff since I've known him. Be positive, it won't kill you.

Snow predicted for Friday into Saturday. 5m in CP Saturday. No prob.

day 527

m.i.a.

Workouts are. Intended to go to Spin last night, to make up for lack fo distance in yesterday morning's run. So much for THAT idea (getting the distinct feeling God's trying to tell me something, "it's OK to NOT run yourself ragged."). Bogarted a locker after my am shower, took a nap after work, headed to the gym, and...and...NOTHING. No fucking class. WTF??? EVERY friggin' time I set my sights on something, it ain't happenin'. Started with the now legendary ill fated Christmas, the WORST yet. From then on, downhill, cancelled race, etc.....So, went home, fuck it.

This am, STILL iced near the Cunningham turn, so, 4.5 again. Good. turning it into a speed workout with hills. Knees feel ok. Hopefully, warmer temps will melt this goddamned ice. Miss St.Francis, but, at least I got A run in. This IS, after all, the bullshit season.

day 526

rededicated.

Resolutions? No. Live each day with that mind set. Rather, steel your resolve to, again, press on.

With conditions as they are, this can be difficult. Wanted to do St.Francis, no go. Despite the temps and rain yesterday, it was not possible. So, again, 4.5 instead. Tonight, spin class. Gotta make it up somewhere. (AND, House is a repeat-incentive there).

Again, Stoney up most of the night, Catcher in the Rye. I'd warned him against leaving it until Sunday, he responded with "no school Monday." SURPRISE!!!! School's in session. So, he spent half of saturday, all day yesterday until 3 am. Shebitch? Brought home Chinese food, sink full of rice. We ARE consistent, toilet clogged, now we're working on the kitchen sink.

day 525

thank God it's over!

Shit holidays, fuck 'em, let's get this year started.

This am was runnus interruptus. Did The Line until The Turn-the steep right before the ball fields. SHIT!!! NYC Parks had plowed until there, so we had asphalt, after that, shmutz. Dedicated runners did that section twice, I was fed up. Did 55 minutes, then turned back, about 4.5 miles. Fuck it, did what could be done. The truly hardcore did that section twice. @ that point I was totally fed up. At least I got a quality run in, though not the distance I'd wanted.

These holidays sucked, can't wait for tomorrow morning.

day 524

New Year, same shit.

Started GREAT!!! The New Years's eve fun was limitless. Hadda be @ the job for the am-boss is using his time before they can him, then off to nyc. Seamless connections, bus to train to the Y. Checked in, coolio. Food @ Food Emporium's dinner/salad buffet, then a flick (Blue Valentine), then Gov't Mule @ The Beacon-REALLY cool. Then, ran a few blocks to the start of the race.

WOW. Waited 'till 11 to head over-should'a gone over sooner. I had an unbeaten streak of Emerald Nuts "year" crowns-like those corny Statue of Liberty foam things tourists buy. This year there were so many people, they ran out. Not to worry, got a blinker. SOOOO many people, runners AND tourists.

Temps-WARM!!! Hadda take off my jacket after a mile.

Best memory-besides the killer fireworks: NYC parks Comish Adrian Benepe "If you think you're in Times Square, you fucked up." Nice. Typical NYC.

High fived every reveler cheering us on, hung with the flavor of the night (does ANYONE go home alone???) then back to my room to crash. Awoke 7:20, checked out, headed for AP, again, seamless connections. Made it there early for the run/walk.

Really a great New Years.

Then...Toxichouse. Sybil's home, Stoney makes it a point to point this out. It and I were to discuss resolution of my ill fated attempt to please Stoney with the Kinnect. Of course, this was pointless, It isn't capable of having a conversation. Couldn't even make eye contact. Again, insisted on-in the presence of my son-pointing out my status as an asshole, bastard, and fucking________. Lovely. Really gives you that "so glad to be home" feeling. All this while reinforcing my need to, essentially, buy him whatever he wants. Bear in mind, we still have no heat.

This sucks. Happy New Year. Can't suck worse than this past year.