i woke up pissed off. No coffee in the house. I asked the boy to get me coffee yesterday and send a letter. He did neither. Oh well. So I got a cup from the coffee shop and I'll mail the letter on my way out to the production meeting that was sprung on me at 1230 last nite. It should be interesting. We'll see.

Breaking News from the blog: Roy from Sigfried and Roy was attacked by his white tiger last nite during a show. Tiger handlers apparently weren't prepared for such an incident and had to resort to beating it with a fire extinguisher. I'm not sure which I feel worse for. Roy or the Tiger. I think I'll shoot for the tiger. Sorry Roy. Currently Penn from Penn and Teller is on the news talking about it. I feel like Ive entered a twilight zone episode.

So last nite when I got home I had to walk up from Atlantic Avenue which isnt all that far. I called the boy and told him and he insisted on meeting me halfway on my walk. I thought that was very sweet of him until I ended up walking up and down flatbush 3 time because he went the wrong way. Oh well, it's the thought that counts. Until I found out that an unwanted visitor was next door. The obnoxious drunk ex next door neighbor that we often avoid at all costs was in my living room along with what seemed like a zillion other people.

The nite ended in me, the boy and a good friend of our wrestling from apartment to apartment. I remember being put in the cross face and a figure four and a half assed boston crab. The rest was me clinging to them like a monkey.

Off to work AGAIN I go though I believe I should be home much earlier today. I hope to return shortly after the meeting. Hoorah.