so yesterday i went to do laundry and i was having trouble finding my book to read. well i wanted to get to the laundromat and get it done because i had a date last nite, so had to have clean jeans (not like i don't normally have clean jeans) i got to the laundromat and put my colours in and my whites in, and the lady who works there got my attention and asked me if this book that she was holding was mine. i was really excited, more so because i was getting my bookmark back that i was looking for feverishly all week. see this bookmark is a very important possesion. It started out as the beginning of a short story i had an the idea to write. it was more prose than anything. well for some reason or another i decided to fold up the paper in 4's, and begin using it as a bookmark. well while i would be reading, any reference to another author, book, poetry, anything that would be mentioned that seemed worth reading, especially classics, i would write down on this newly transformed bookmark. i had written a few poems, and on one occasion i was home a few summers ago, and sitting outside at bullfeathers, an ex girlfriend and i had written some erotic haiku back and forth on it. it was a simple piece of paper, and it is quite odd, but i a really annoyed that it is gone. what makes it worse, was i asked the woman attendant if she had found the paper with the book. now in doing this, in no way was i accusing her of turning through the book, or taking the bookmark out and looking at it. my point was that while another attendant may have moved the book out of the way behind the counter and it could have fallen out, and would she please just take a look around behing the counter, on the shelves and in the drawers and the few file keeping folders and binders. well she gave me attitude and not once did i raise my voice or get aggresive. i was very....understanding, very calm. i explained to her the significance of the bookmark, and what was on it. it was odd, because normally i have a good relationship with this woman. i mean i don't know her name but we are friendly, small talk, i hold the door for her when she is taking laundry out to peoples cars, stuff like that. but then again, this was the same woman who had no sympathy for my roomate when this couple went through his laundry and stole new jeans, boxer briefs (yeah someone stole guys underware, fucked up) she said that she saw nothing. well the laundromat is not that big. i fucking hate laundromats. well my date was nice last nite. met out for a couple drinks at this bar effin groovin. they have a ton of cool beers on tap, and in the bottle. stuff that really packs a walop. like 12% alcohol. well i had two of the lightest beers there called effin lite, and melissa had two diet coke and malibu. the converstaion was not bad, it would ebb and flow, which was kind of rough at times, because it seemed like the responsibility of reviving the convo was placed squarely on my shoulders. she is a really nice girl, and not nice in the oh thats not gonna work nice. she has beautiful dark eyes, and dark hair. i have trouble not looking at her lips while she talks, because they are just aching to be kissed. i was sitting there trying to figure out what they would taste like, and i figured it was something berryish, because when she would talk, her breath would come out and i thought the scent was the lip gloss. the date went about 3 hours, and it really didn't seem like it was that long, it flew by which is a good thing i think. i guess my problem is that she does not seem that enthusiastic. but she keeps calling and persuing. or it could be that i am in that place right now where i can't get my antenna to pick up the signals. the date ended with a hug and the call me i had a good time, we have to do this again. then when we were on the high way i was sitting at a left turn and she went bye beeped and waved. we shall see.

went to the beach today for a walk, its' still nice out down here and on my walk i found a message stuck in a wine bottle. seriously i did. it was really quite exciting. it took awhile for me to get the damned thing out though. i broke the cork off, and then pushed the rest of it in with my car key. the problem was getting the messages out of the bottle would really require me to break it. i walked up the beach to the board walk, and tried to whack it against one of the concrete piers. the problem was i didn't want to draw a lot of attention with the sound of breaking glass. then i found this piece of a bolt or something, layed the bottle in the sand and then hit the neck of the bottle. it broke easily and then pulled out the messages. well the excitement kind of ended then because the messages were really not that great. one of the pieces of paper had an address on it, and according to that the notes originated in Mahopac, which is up along the hudson river well north of the city. so now i am wondering if that is really where the bottle was thrown in. i mean i wouldnt think the currents would deposit the bottle on Long Beach, but rather on the Jersey Shore. The other piece of paper had rambling on it that i can only assume were written while the bottle of wine was being drank. i might send a letter to the address on the one piece of paper, not sure. i think saturday i am going to take a trip to sag harbour or shelter island. I would like to go to some beach that i have not been to yet. it is supposed to be 50 hear this weekend, even after the bad weather we are expecting on wednesday and thursday. john steinbeck lived in sag habour so maybe he has a house out there i can check out while i am out there. i am going to try and take pictures of the notes and then load them up for you all to see.

vapour trails
criss crossing twilight
skies

i walk the moon
at ocean's edge
among debris dropped
from the coat pocket's of aliens

trying as i might to
pour my love, my heart, my affection
into her from such great heights.

I was just watching Shop Girl when the dvd went bad. How dissapointing. Though i guess i had it coming, i bought 2 bootleg dvd's in brooklyn the other day when i went with calvin to collect rent from his tenants. They were only 5 bucks each, so i guess that is what you get when you pay 5 dollars for a dvd. everything became green blocks. you could see shilouettes, but they were covered in green flouescent blocks. oh well. it was one hell of a weekend i must say. a lot going on. friday afternoon i went for a long friday nite went out in long beach with one of my buddies from my last job in the city. we had a good time, and then from there i just bounce around long beach. saturday i was going to go for a walk on the beach again, but the weather was starting to turn. my freinds brian and megan called me up and i met them out at the Whale's tail and we ate lots of seafood and drank beers. then around dinner we decided to order Thai food and take it to there house. i had never eaten thai food before. i was really looking forward to it as there was a new resturaunt in long beach and it was really nice inside. while we waited for our food we decided to sit and just check the place out. relaly cool. we ordered three dishes and just shared. a chicken dish, a shrimp dish, and then a beef curry dish. well i am not a fan of curry. the smell, the taste. and how it hurt my stomach later on that evening, oh god. the other two dishes were great though. i will definately try Thai food again. well after dinner we sat down and put in the U2 dvd and all of us passed out. i woke up around 5 am, and drove home, only to find out that i didn't have my house keys! Sunday i went to the Inn with aaron, (my roomate) and his ex ex girlfriend. we were having a grand time, when in walked her ex boyfriend and his wife. about an hour later, kerri walked in with her friend craig. holy awkward batman. it was one hell of a nite. has anyone read that this group in New Hampshire is trying to petition to have justice souter's house taken in the name of eminant domain? i think it is great. now i understand that justices are given life terms for their protection and ours essentially. however it seems that their rulings have little to no effect on themselves directly. this is one way to show that they too are not above the law and should think twice before they make a ruling. now i understand there are situations where progress could be furthered by someone being dislocated. however. for a strip mall as in the case in where was it new london? these people had no chance. it just seems that greed is what is driving everything. and even our laws seem suseptible to the scourge. i hope this is a wake up call for our justices.

went to the saloon last nite and ended up in an interesting conversation with this old guy about music. apparently, according to scott (the old guy's name, though i don't think scott is a good name for an old guy) all of the best muscians who died in the 60's and 70's died at 27. thats what he said. so , who was i to argue when shots of irsih mist were being bought for myself, and my friend meghan. really though irish mist can be very persuasive. saw my friend buffalo kim last nite also. the reason for calling her buffalo kim, is first off she is from b-lo, second i know about 4 kims who all live in long beach so that is how we dfferentiate who is who. buffalo kim is great. we go to McFaddens to watch bills games. it is surreaal.you are in this bar and everyone there is a bills fan, thsy play the shout song, have buffalo wings, labatts and molson on tap, beef on kimilwick (sp) and then you look out the windows and you see manhattan. its funny i have been missing home a lot lately, especially reading everyone's posts, and seeing how people from estrip are connecting and becoming friends. it is great. just wish i could be part of that. seriously though irsih mist is very persuasive. boogied down last nite, yup, sure did. damn mist