Friday
Tuesday
Final Week Update
Last night I finished the first draft of my first short play. It is called "Black Coffee." Will it be read on stage in February?
I also got in a game of Star Fox on my brand new used Nintendo 64. These consoles will be a bitch to find in ten years so I figured I'd get myself a headstart.
6:15. Sister Ray starts.
1. Music/iPod/Hard Drive
It's Raining Men can come off of the iPod. and St. Elmo's Fire, and Lords of the New Church, and Dreams & Desires
2. NFL Stats/Draft Party
The Draft Party is on the 26th. Should be a good night.
3. Writing:Black Coffee, Oxbow Lake, Sitcom Show, Untitled Short, Play Edits. More play edits!
4. Schedule
Take off days Wed Sept. 12
5. Fall Restaurant Event
Update bottle list
Manager Meeting (Consolidate notes)
6. Cancel Magazines
7. Beer Description Doc
Styles Guide
8. Go Home
9. Watch Jaws/Matrix/Shining?
10. Copyrights
11. NFL Preseason & "Other Dates"
12. Dishes/Laundry
13. House Cleaning
14. Visit Karfliov
15. File Paperwork
16. Visit The Chain
17. Mad Blog (in progress)
18. Cross off things on other lists
19. Call Ma (surgery)
20. Call Pappy
29. Mail Verano's shirt
30. Get rid of lingering burning smell.
31. HH @ Local bar.
32. Get up by 10.
33. Dinner @ Good Luck China Town
34. Call Nanna.
Bad Stuff
21. Cigarettes
22. PNP
23. Cutty Sark
24. Do something stupid
Extra Credit
25. Jeans
26. Haircut
27. Shoes
28. Upgrade Verano's home flight.
29. Thank the girl upstairs for saving my life.
6:32. Sister Ray ends.
I also got in a game of Star Fox on my brand new used Nintendo 64. These consoles will be a bitch to find in ten years so I figured I'd get myself a headstart.
6:15. Sister Ray starts.
It's Raining Men can come off of the iPod. and St. Elmo's Fire, and Lords of the New Church, and Dreams & Desires
2. NFL Stats/Draft Party
The Draft Party is on the 26th. Should be a good night.
3. Writing:
Take off days Wed Sept. 12
5. Fall Restaurant Event
8. Go Home
9. Watch Jaws/Matrix/Shining?
10. Copyrights
13. House Cleaning
16. Visit The Chain
18. Cross off things on other lists
19. Call Ma (surgery)
20. Call Pappy
30. Get rid of lingering burning smell.
31. HH @ Local bar.
33. Dinner @ Good Luck China Town
Bad Stuff
22. PNP
23. Cutty Sark
Extra Credit
26. Haircut
27. Shoes
28. Upgrade Verano's home flight.
29. Thank the girl upstairs for saving my life.
6:32. Sister Ray ends.
Sunday
Tonight we are maybe a California Gorilla!
Are you ever checking somebody out, maybe at a bar or from across the street, and you enjoy it until you realize it's your Ex? Not based on personal experience or anything, these are the thoughts I have while I'm checking somebody out.
I had a restaurant nightmare last night and I beat it. Let me explain: We in the business have horrid dreams where the demands of the job are hopelessly exaggerated. I'm sure other professions translate accordingly into freak nightmares, but the restaurant ones are nasty. You keep getting sat, or drink tickets keep rolling in. There's no food to serve. There's no alcohol to pour. There's no one to help you and you're drowning in a sea of responsibilities. If you fail, what happens to you?
It's bad enough that the work weighs heavy on us when we're on the clock. It's worse that we can't even get a good night's sleep after a long shift. This is why we drink so much.
Anywho, I had a restaurant nightmare last night--the first I've had in a while, I should add--and I beat it. This doesn't happen. I was managing a great big restaurant that filled up with people almost immediately. They all had shows to get to. I sent the servers to work--poor girls were overwhelmed, and I didn't know what to do myself. And then, I realized that we wouldn't be able to get all of these people out in time for their show. So I told them this. Many of them left and I was able to trim the restaurant down to a manageable number of patrons, who were fed and got out in time.
Success! After that I had a series of other restaurant-related dreams where I was doing a lot of work. I want to leave work at work, dammit. My restaurant dreams have gotten obnoxious. I need to have a talk with me about this.
I had a restaurant nightmare last night and I beat it. Let me explain: We in the business have horrid dreams where the demands of the job are hopelessly exaggerated. I'm sure other professions translate accordingly into freak nightmares, but the restaurant ones are nasty. You keep getting sat, or drink tickets keep rolling in. There's no food to serve. There's no alcohol to pour. There's no one to help you and you're drowning in a sea of responsibilities. If you fail, what happens to you?
It's bad enough that the work weighs heavy on us when we're on the clock. It's worse that we can't even get a good night's sleep after a long shift. This is why we drink so much.
Anywho, I had a restaurant nightmare last night--the first I've had in a while, I should add--and I beat it. This doesn't happen. I was managing a great big restaurant that filled up with people almost immediately. They all had shows to get to. I sent the servers to work--poor girls were overwhelmed, and I didn't know what to do myself. And then, I realized that we wouldn't be able to get all of these people out in time for their show. So I told them this. Many of them left and I was able to trim the restaurant down to a manageable number of patrons, who were fed and got out in time.
Success! After that I had a series of other restaurant-related dreams where I was doing a lot of work. I want to leave work at work, dammit. My restaurant dreams have gotten obnoxious. I need to have a talk with me about this.
Saturday
Friday
Black Dog
A lot to catch up on, so the first thing I'm gonna do Is get myself another glass of Tequila on the rx...
Number One is that I just hit Verano's bowl, which is capital-A-typical. Number Two are the dreams I've had for the last few nights. In one dream, I had to help a pair of dinosaurs which had been transported from the past to the present, and from their dinosaur bodies into human bodies. It's not easy to educate the grievously misplaced--I still can't explain how they understood rudimentary English. I likewise can't explain where this dream came from. Last night, I had a dream of revision--literally, a dream that rewrote memory. What balls said dream has! What happened was, at the beginning of the dream I thought I was in the shift I had worked the night prior (Wednesday night); a normal restaurant shift, to be sure, but in the Dream somebody drugged me, so that I woke up thinking that everything which had in fact happened (on Wednesday) had happened in a trippy stupor, and not in the malignant norm. Can't describe much about the trippy stupor but there was some space-floating. Bear with me; the Anejo I'm ingesting reassures me that this all makes sense.
Number Three: Week Update!
1. Music/iPod/Hard Drive
It's Raining Men can come off of the iPod. and St. Elmo's Fire, and Lords of the New Church, and Dreams & Desires
2. NFL Stats/Draft Party
The Draft Party is on the 26th. Should be a good night.
3. Writing: Black Coffee, Oxbow Lake, Sitcom Show, Untitled Short,Play Edits. More play edits!
4. Schedule
Take off days Wed Sept. 12
5. Fall Restaurant Event
Update bottle list
Manager Meeting (Consolidate notes)
6. Cancel Magazines
7. Beer Description Doc
Styles Guide
8. Go Home
9. Watch Jaws/Matrix/Shining?
10. Copyrights
11. NFL Preseason & "Other Dates"
12. Dishes/Laundry
13. House Cleaning
14. Visit Karfliov
15. File Paperwork
16. Visit The Chain
17. Mad Blog (in progress)
18. Cross off things on other lists
19. Call Ma (surgery)
20. Call Pappy
29. Mail Verano's shirt
30. Get rid of lingering burning smell.
31. HH @ Local bar.
32. Get up by 10.
33. Dinner @ Good Luck China Town
34. Call Nanna.
Bad Stuff
21. Cigarettes
22. PNP
23. Cutty Sark
24. Do something stupid
Extra Credit
25. Jeans
26. Haircut
27. Shoes
28. Upgrade Verano's home flight.
29. Thank the girl upstairs for saving my life.
I see what I have no time left to do!
Number One is that I just hit Verano's bowl, which is capital-A-typical. Number Two are the dreams I've had for the last few nights. In one dream, I had to help a pair of dinosaurs which had been transported from the past to the present, and from their dinosaur bodies into human bodies. It's not easy to educate the grievously misplaced--I still can't explain how they understood rudimentary English. I likewise can't explain where this dream came from. Last night, I had a dream of revision--literally, a dream that rewrote memory. What balls said dream has! What happened was, at the beginning of the dream I thought I was in the shift I had worked the night prior (Wednesday night); a normal restaurant shift, to be sure, but in the Dream somebody drugged me, so that I woke up thinking that everything which had in fact happened (on Wednesday) had happened in a trippy stupor, and not in the malignant norm. Can't describe much about the trippy stupor but there was some space-floating. Bear with me; the Anejo I'm ingesting reassures me that this all makes sense.
Number Three: Week Update!
It's Raining Men can come off of the iPod. and St. Elmo's Fire, and Lords of the New Church, and Dreams & Desires
2. NFL Stats/Draft Party
The Draft Party is on the 26th. Should be a good night.
3. Writing: Black Coffee, Oxbow Lake, Sitcom Show, Untitled Short,
Take off days Wed Sept. 12
5. Fall Restaurant Event
8. Go Home
9. Watch Jaws/Matrix/Shining?
10. Copyrights
13. House Cleaning
16. Visit The Chain
17. Mad Blog (in progress)
18. Cross off things on other lists
19. Call Ma (surgery)
20. Call Pappy
30. Get rid of lingering burning smell.
31. HH @ Local bar.
33. Dinner @ Good Luck China Town
Bad Stuff
Extra Credit
26. Haircut
27. Shoes
28. Upgrade Verano's home flight.
29. Thank the girl upstairs for saving my life.
I see what I have no time left to do!
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