decompression, part ii

bob was a sick little bastard…

…well, to be honest he was an evil, sick little bastard.

the evil had been life-long, save for the first five minutes i knew him, when he was cold from shipment, and therefore a bit affectionate in a darwinian attempt to get his blood temperature back up. long enough for me to think, “aw, he’s cool…i’ll take him.”.

then he turned evil.

back then he could fit in my hand, save for the tail. within a couple of years, he looked like a two and half foot dinosaur that ate rats. he had had some digestive issues earlier this summer, which gave way to more problems, and as of wednesday night when i got home from running around the “sans” bob was really, really not well. by that time the next day, he was just really not.

rest in peace, bob the lizard – 1996-2005.

thursday and fridays had their parallels. spent both mornings at mozart reading dorsey, smoking cuban cigars, and feeding ducks, turtles, and fish the size of my leg. VERY relaxing. then lunch with alex. on thursday that was followed by the gym and cinematic let-down number one, “the lord of war”. then we went home for the evening and “enjoyed” cinematic letdown number two, “stewie griffin, the untold story”.

the former i didn’t know what to expect. i just expected to enjoy it more. the latter i expected the same upturn southpark took when it went up on the big screen, but such was not to be – the difference is i now OWN the stewie one, having gotten it off amazon the day it came out. maybe it will grow on me or something – it’s not BAD, but it wasn’t the curse-filled romp i was hoping for. just three of your average episodes, back to back, with a few fucks thrown in because they could.

oh well…

friday, post-lunch, i ran kramer to lunch and the airport and then ran downtown for two happy hours at saba – one solo, and another one after i picked up alex from work. with that much booze in me, the rest of the night is a little hazy, but at least their were no cops, or mechanical bulls – and i didn’t piss on the general lee.

no, most of that would come later when shane wanted to go out…

2019 note – and we all remember how THAT turned out, don’t we?!?!

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