Tuesday July 17 2006
Walked early and it was going to be another hot one. I had given Posh a bath and my mom gave her a haircut and she looks like half the size that she was before. Had some fruit tea and did some computing and took a shower and Leslie wanted to go to Target, and they were building a superstore out White Bridge road so we went out there. It was hot. We stopped at the hospital on the way to pick up Leslie’s I.D. We listened to Bjork in the car, and I like the strings on “Venus as a Boy”. The Target is wider now. They still funnel you right into the Women’s Clothes section, but we found some plastic bowls and plates and a new dog bed for Posh ($121). Then we went to Jersey Mikes for lunch and it’s unbelievable how much better than Subway it is. I mean, they both make sandwiches and Subway is a little cheaper, but I think Jersey Mikes is the best. I mean, they slice the meat for the sandwich right there. Anyway, then I came home and laid down for 30 minutes and it was nice and cool and Posh laid down on her new bed right away. Then it was one of those naps that’s really hard to get up from. I didn’t want to go to Guilty Pleasures rehearsal, but I made myself a cup of tea and went. When I got to SIR, we were not in the usual room, but in this tiny little corridor that looked like a cross between “2001″ and a padded cell. Jen Gunderman was there and she was listening to her ipod and figuring out sounds, and Randy Flowers was there and Trisha and Sara Beck, and she says she wants to write some more. Kristy West went to Calypso and I ordered an Island Burger, but they were out, so she got me a black bean salad with beef. It was pretty good. But the rehearsal was like 7 hours long, and that’s a long time. Came home and got in bed and watched some of Truffaut’s “The Man who Loved Women”, which I guess he did the original of, and it was fascinating but I couldn’t stay awake.