The year of Dawn
“Is this like the Summer of George?” - F-train
It’s going swimmingly! Not only is it 64 degrees outside (for January in NYC, that is frickin AWESOMELICIOUS), but I forgot it was payday today, so when I checked my bank account I just magically had extra cash. Sweet! Usually, I am counting down the days to payday like kids waiting for summer vacation.
I’ve gone out two days in a row on non-poker outings…though, I am having a hard time wrapping my mind around this concept of spending money with no hope of doubling what I put in.
$21 for squid? No…I fold and wait for crab…I mean…
The upshot though is that no single night has cost me five hundred yet…so…win/win…
I went out with law school friends yesterday and had an amusing fight in the theater lobby about whether Beyonce has my life or Lana’s life. Now, in my mind it’s quite clear that I was supposed to be the model-lead-singer-of-a-girl-group-turned-solo-movie-star-with-a-mogul-fiancee, but she claimed that drawing pictures of Diana Ross as a small child meant that Beyonce was living her life.
I disagreed, saying that quite obviously it was Diana Ross that was living her life and she should go seek out the washed up Diva for a sitdown.
On the cabride home last night, I was so fixated on this notion that I forgot my address and almost told the driver to take me to the ECB.
I then bitterly complained that this would never happen to Beyonce. Jay-Z probably makes sure the limo driver knows exactly where to take her at all times. F-train then threw a five dollar bill at me and I had to search the filthy cab floor for it.
THAT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN TO BEYONCE!
ARRGGHHH.
Hmm…this is either the premise to a very funny independent film or I am about to be arrested for stalking.
I also won my first prop bet of the year!
But since I also bought someone’s debt for more than it was worth…we’re calling this a wash.
Ok, but seriously, starting tomorrow, only hard hitting news over here.
HARD HITTING!
You know, the kind Beyonce would do.
January 4th, 2007 at 3:06 pm
“..I forgot my address..”
WTF?
January 4th, 2007 at 3:24 pm
What? You try moving to a new place and see if you remember where you live after only 11 months or so. I double dog dare ya.
January 4th, 2007 at 5:19 pm
How can you forget payday when you are paid weekly?
January 4th, 2007 at 5:30 pm
Cause i’m not.
January 4th, 2007 at 8:49 pm
Excellent. You have to agree that Mrs Jake and I treat you beyond Beyonce. We do that because you are more fun to be with.