Tonight is hot date night w/ the woman; we're gonna get some Tibetan food in the East Village and then figure out what to do afterwards. At some point I will have to check the Yankees/Mets score.
Saturday will be relatively slow, but Saturday night some friends of mine are gonna show "Brazil" through a projector, which should be awesome.
And of course, Sunday is Father's Day. I hadn't talked to my dad in weeks, and he called me right after I had gotten incredibly stoned last night to ask me to go to a bbq at his apartment upstate...
One of these days I'll start writing music again. It's been frustrating. I've been fucking around with my drum machine (putting it through my guitar's pitch shifter and delay/looper pedal)for the last week or so, but my muse is on vacation and I've been utterly disinterested in my 4-track. I look at it; it looks at me; I go into the other room and whine. Perhaps I'll have to start drinking in earnest again. I've been meaning to buy a bottle of port, but I've just been absurdly broke...
Finally, a joke from my dad:
So this guy is walking along and suddenly a frog jumps into his path. He looks down at the frog, and the frog suddenly says: "Hey! I'm actually a princess! Kiss me and I will be at your command for a week!"
The guy says nothing, but picks up the frog and continues along his walk. After a few minutes, the frog clears its throat and says, "Hey, maybe you didn't hear me the first time - I'm a beautiful princess, and if you kiss me I'll... I'll be yours for a month!"
The guy again says nothing, and keeps walking. Finally the frog says, "Listen, I don't think you understand me. I am a beautiful princess. I will be at your beck and call for a full year, if only you'll kiss me!"
The guy looks at the frog and says, "Look, that's great that you're a beautiful princess, but frankly, I'm an engineer and I don't have time for a relationship. But my friends are gonna get one hell of a kick out of a talking frog."