30-Apr-2003 Uncategorized

i’m workin here!

The title of this entry is my take on ”I’m walkin’ here!” which Marty McFly Jr. yells at a car in Back to the Future II in homage by its director Robert Zemeckis in his take on something Robert Deniro says in Taxi Driver. Crazy movie that Taxi Driver. You lookin’ at me? YOU LOOKIN’ AT ME?! Well… I don’t see anybody else here. So you must be lookin’ at me.


Sorry for the lack of updates. Been working 12 hour days and the weekends have been semi eventful (when I’m not sleeping).
Here is my blog entry from last Friday. Come back in time with me.


Leaning against train station office in Ft. Washington. Five minutes until the R5 gets here. Busy week = skimpy blog updates. I went to NY on Tuesday to see Beth and her mom.
At first things weren’t going that well. I missed an earlier train. Then my train got delayed due to a ”Police Action” in Trenton. I didn’t arrive in NYC until 6:30 PM. We met up and hit a diner on the way from Penn Station called Hamburger Harry’s #145. Not sure what the 145 stands for. Perhaps this is one down, one hundred and forty-four left to go.
We then attended a performance of the play “The Play What I Wrote” courtesy of Beth’s awesome mom. Slapstick British humor is very some good stuff. I’d read about the play in Entertainment Weekly only a few days before. If you like that kind of humor then you’ll go home happy at the end. Bonus — they feature a surprise guest actor. I am typing this on my BlackBerry and it is easy to contain my excitement while I type this out with my thumbs. So… the play. Right. The article mentioned Roger Moore of James Bond fame taking part earlier this month. We got Alan Alda which isn’t too shabby at all. Mr. Alda was great and played up to the audience whenever possible. The 4 Emmys he owns were well deserved. Yeah, the Emmys were mentioned more than once. We
then found a nice restaurant called Cafe 123, although the credit card receipt reads Cafe Un Deux Trois. It was cold and windy outside so we didn’t spend a lot of time looking for a place, but glad to say the food was good. The Dirty Martini was very good. I sense that I will be writing a web page about the Dirty Marty at sometime.
After dinner I hopped back on the Amtrak and returned to Philly. Deep sleep ensued right after I walked my dog around the block in a sleep addled haze.


More entry coming later today. I am security guy today, and no suit or gun is involved.