Legerdemain And The Daylight Savings Conundrum

My Reputation Processes Me...Precedes Me? Proceeds Me? Something Like That.

"Hi there, what's your name?"

"I'm *****."

"It's nice to meet you *****, I'm..."

"I know who you are."

Really? Ree-hee-hea-ly?

Is that what this has become?

Has The Magnificent Mr.Hob becomes The Infamous T.O. Hob once again?

Am I letting him get entirely too out of hand?

Whichever Way The Wind Blows Last

Last night as I sat at my mother's house talking with my little brother the wind and rain kicked up so fantastically that things in the backyard began to blow away. It had been rainy and windy all day so at first we were not too concerned. And then, rather suddenly, we heard a short loud buzzing noise outside and all the lights in the house got really bright.

My stepfather and I right away realized a transformer had blown either up or down the block and moments later we could see the sparks and fire from down the street. And entire power line was down and something appeared to have caught fire. After convincing my mother how foolish it would be to walk towards what was apparently a live downed power line "just to see what was going on", I dodge fallen trees all the way home.

I got out of my car and went inside to get ready to go out with the guys. The power went out for a mintue, but came right back on. When it was on for a few minutes I threw a load of laundry in the wash and hopped in the shower. I had just lathered up when the power went out.

My bathroom doesn't have an outside window, so now I'm in the pitch black. If I open the door the fire trucks and cop cars outside would shine some light in, but then everyone could see right into my bathroom as well. I try to rinse off before the water shuts off (god damn wells) but don't quite make it. I finish washing up using a bottle of Poland Spring water and a god damn flashlight.

I head out of the house to go finish cleaning up at the office when I'm confronted by quite a sight. I don't know how I missed it on my way in, but apparently a tree from my neighbor's yard came down...right into my driveway. Luckily it didn't damage any cars, but now I have to figure out how to get an enoromous coniferous tree out of my driveway tomorrow morning.

The power was out till about 4 A.M. which meant that I only had to reset my clocks once for daylight savings time...there's always a silver lining.

Sunday Holiday

I had off today. Like really off. Not like that shitty work a few hours sort of off. Like not having to be in the office at all (until now of course) sort of off. It was nice.

I got some rest then headed down to New Brunswick to meet up with Goldberg for dinner. I got down there a few minutes early so I could take a look at the town. I like to drive past all my old places when I'm there. 61 Richardson was the same, 104 Guilden had siding now but was pretty much the same, and the Birchwoods at first glance seemed to never change. I was thrilled at how easy it was to instantly feel at home even though it's been quite awhile since I was there on a regular basis. But as I pulled into the Birchwoods parking lot I was accosted by a rather unpleasant sight.

The empty lots out back, the ones my window always faced, the ones that were the subject of one of my favorite pictures...are gone. Or more appropriately filled. Where there was previously nothing there are now these huge luxury apartment complexes. I almost gagged.

Changes, eh?

So I met up with Goldberg for dinner and it was really good to see him and talk to him in person. When we finally called it a night I drove him back to the student center to get his car. When he gets out he says, "Hold on I have something for you." If I hadn't been sitting down when he opened his trunk I swear I would have fallen over, because there, after so many years is the bulletin board from the WRSU News Room the one that I had adorned with pictures of our first WRSU News Dinner over four years ago. The one which I had put the dopey label of "WRSU News at Play" on. Goldberg had lifted it for me. It's one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for me. I have no idea what I'm going to do with the damn thing, but I'm ridiculously glad to have it.

All in all...an interesting weekend. Travel well friends.