The Bird Flu! … Dagastinos gave me the bird flu! Or wait! … Maybe I just need to go take a dump… (15 minutes later)

False alarm, no bird flu here.

Happy Presidents Day! Organized more crap today, I have a shit load of pay stubs from all my past jobs. I don’t know if I need to keep them, but I guess I wont throw them away till I’m totally sure I don’t need them anymore. My filing cabinet crate thing, is packed. Bunch of stuff, like my high school diploma and all my medical bills from my surgery in 2001, are in it. kinda cool. Haven’t been this organized, in a long time. But I guess that’s because I usually just file my bills next to my monitor in the order that I receive them. And I guess because they are mixed with Chinese food menus and junk mail, I couldn’t really call it “filing”. But anyways, Tuesday and Wednesday are my last days of work! Then its on to something more. As a reader of this site should know, I’m going to be moving to Illinois soon. But what they might not know, is something my mother dropped on me a day or two ago. And that is she plans on moving to Nevada, some time. Las Vegas specifically. LAS VEGAS! I don’t know about that. I mean, my knowledge of Las Vegas may come from only movies and episodes of COPS, but from what I know, its full of drunks, losers, hookers, and pimps. Not to mention the occasional George Clooney and Matt Damon, pulling a heist. But I guess whatever right. Mother doesn’t like the idea of me driving to Illinois alone though.

Note: If anyone in new York is willing to take a drive with me to Illinois, (and then find your way back home) please drop me a line. I may be willing to pay for a percentage of your air fare.

Anyways, just saw on the news that Star Jones was proposed for marriage from her boyfriend. Never though she’d ever get married, Well time to go. Later

Good morning! and HAPPY VALENTINES DAY

Just about to have some breakfast. Today is another organizing day. Going to go give mom a talk now though, about moving and driving and all that good stuff that makes her stomach turn. I guess she is all being a worry wart. Its just a simple drive. Plenty of people do it. They did it jeepers Creepers, Texas Chainsaw massacre, and in that wonderful movie House of a 1000 Corpses…. What bad could happen? Seriously I think she is worrying over nothing. But we all know that if I see a “worlds giant ball of string” (Sam & Max) or a “Spalding’s House of Freaks” I might just have to stop in.

Note to Grandpa Lucious: If I stop over in Des Moines, I’ll tell you if Sal was telling the truth.

Gonna go have some Spam now with my parent. KOT

Bliggedy Bliggedy Blog.

Shiggidy Shiggidy Shwag.

Its the day before Valentines day. Got my boss some flowers, and the boys in the box office nothing. As it should be. Got me some truffles at home though…. ::drools:: truffles ::drools:: (Thanks Babe). Had the past two days off, and did me some organization shopping. Which kinda means for me that I went to staples and got a bunch of crap that should help me organize my life. or something. Also went out with Val to get my car checked. Got all them crazy fluids replaced. The Oil, it came out of the car as if it were some sort of solid black metal. Strange…. Indeed.

I haven’t gotten around to it but I really do want to format that “album” section of my website. Right now its just a mishmash of pictures I had on my old website. Kinda want to update it but the whole life thing is kinda bogging me down. But hopefully I will get around to updating, and of course updating the rest of this site. Atleast the blog is working. Although i still cant get the response comments thing to work. But until i do, i guess just post on the MsgForum.

Not to drag though. The end is almost very extremely fucking nigh. Been getting into little arguments with the parental unit though. But im sure things will smooth out. Don’t know how to do this whole living on my own thing but IM sure I will figure it out somehow.

that’s all I think.

Currently Downloading episodes of McGyver at home.

Oohh yeah!

Oh and Jack eventually got down on his knees. Forgot to mention that.

So im working the Auditions for a play called “Twelve Ophelias”. Told my girlfriend i wasnt working at night, but then this happened. Shhh. Had a list of 8 people. So far only 3 have showed up. I want to go home, but i have to wait for one more person. And just my luck, that person was able to confirm he would be making it on time for his audition. Aint that just teh suck.

On another note, Ishan told me that i hadnt blogged an incedent that had happened on saturday.

So its me and Ishan working the box office. And the performance is part of a film festival for some guy named Satyijit Ray. A famous Indian director. Well normally when you got to a “film festival” one may believe that they are going to sit in a theater and see a show on 35 millimeter film. Which normally would be the case. But as the people at the www….org (I’ve decided not to name the company running the production… not the one i work for, some other bootlegged operation) This film festival will be using today’s media medium fad of the time. the DVD. Yes folks, its a film festival, in which we charged $10 for you to sit in a school auditorium and watch some DVDs. Well for the laymen, this would be perfectly fine, unnoticeable. I mean who cares, its a movie, in a theater, $10? what else is new, everything is $10s. (The Theatre in which we showed the films, is a very nice theatre mind you, very nice indeed, off-broadwayish huge hall.) But on that day, Saturday, we had several people become upset when they found out they were watching a DVD, and not some restored footage set on reel, to be viewed by those willing to pay. Some wanted their money back. And so we did return their money. I mean it was after all.. a DVD, that probably could have been rented for free at the video archive at your local public library. But what i wish to highlight with this blog is one particular dissatisfied customer. We will call him Jack.

This dissatisfied customer, bought two tickets ($20, and was with his “girlfriend”) They had their tickets cut, and sat down in their seats. Shortly after Jack realized that it was a DVD he was about to watch, shown through this projector he was a little furious. He left the theater, came over to the box office (of which me and Ishan had been talking about, probably Transformers) and demanded his money back. No it wasn’t like, excuse me, i would like to know if i could…. no.. it was more liike…. “Give me my money back!” Now Ishan was the one to receive this person. And he said “Im sorry sir the tickets are non refundable” Which is our policy, but management had told us because of the type of performance it was, that we could do it when we felt it was okay to. Jack then went on to state that he wants his money back and that Ishan should give him his money back. Ishan of course, calmly said again “Im sorry it is our policy”. Well Jack then began to get a little agitated, and during a volley of comments sent in Ishan’s directions, called Ishan a ROBOT. Meaning of course that he just follows orders, no matter what. The man said things like “You know this isnt right, its a damn DVD, and you are charging $10 for it!, i want my money back. This just isn’t right, you know its not right,… and all you can say is its against policy. EVEN though you know this isn’t right! I just gave you my money a minute ago, this isn’t what i was paying for!”

Well at this point i had whispered to Ishan to just give the man his money. But … Ishan… saw an opportunity that he wished to take advantage of. Ishan let the man squirm in front of his female companion. He let the man go off on his wild tangent about right and wrong and why he should be given a refund. He even apologized for calling Ishan a Robot. To which Ishan replied, “tell you what, I’ll give you your refund, if you go back in the theatre and complain for 20 more minutes.” I watched and sat there stunned at Ishan’s request. 20 more minutes… I mean be reasonable, but at this point you could tell that Ishan was taking much joy out of getting this person to literally beg for his money back.

Well eventually. Ishan decided he had enough fun and gave the man his money back, and in doing so said something like “And never come back here again”

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At work. backstage during show. Im handling the lights right now.oh for joy. Boss just told me that with my working experience i should be able to work for a casino. Hmmm sounds like a cool idea. Could be managing a certain part of a casino. Maybe the Buffet right?

Anyhoo. Its time to go into this “NYC Exodus” full steam. Going to start packing things up and see my mechanic about my car this week. I have declared my last day of work to be February 18th. Got 5 days off before then, so i got me some time to pack up. No jorb offers yet, but im still applying. Things should pick up once im in the town and can make appearances in suit.

NYC will be a sticker on my suitcase soon enough. Here’s to the rest of life, and all things to come. KOT