Fueled by Ramen and cheap beer

Definitely a "I’m-so-sick-of-running-in-place-not-moving-forward-my-urge-to-move-across-the-country-is-stronger-than-ever-before-because-there-is-10,000-places-I’d-like-to-live-in-and-only-this-one-i-hate-maybe-if-I-could-make-a-goddamn-decision-and-if-that’s-not-impacting-my-mental-health-more-than-enough-there's-the-people-that-expect-me-to-stay-motivated-every-second-of-every-day-and-don't-understand-me-when-I-tell-them-Isome-gays--want-to-cry-all-day-and-they-expect-it-of-me-by-saying- you got diss-and-that’s-only-one=of-you-because-once-I-left-the-hospital-people-quickly-forgot-about-me-I-was-a-rockstzr-for-a-year-then-left-on-an-island-like- The Professor & MaryAnne- kind-of-day.

It's not all gloom & doom. I did find a dime this morn.

From Dream Moods=
To dream that you are walking with ease signifies a slow, but steady progress toward your goals. You are moving through life in a confident manner. Consider your destination. To dream that you are walking towards a restaurant signifies yo+u are prolly hungry again, Tubby.

A couple years prior to Covid-FU I was looking for ways to spike sales at El Recordo' Sto'. It was summer and as usual sales had dried up. Da Judge always wanted to do 10 or 15% off sales but I told him that was ridiculous. They barely covered the tax on a $24 album. Ain’t nobody kicking doors down to get a 15% discount anywhere. I needed a way to get people into the store, buying beer and records. About that time a small album flat arrived advertising A new collaboration LP from Tony Bennett and Lady Gaga (Tony Gaga?) We hung it in the usual places for a couple weeks and then I had a grand idea. I cut Tony’s face out of the flat and taped it to a shelf in the bathroom. This began the summer of the Floating Head of Tony Bennett(TM) Every couple days I would move the head to a new spot. A lot of times it was arbitrarily stuck between some records, other times taped to the furniture. Once I even taped him to the underside of a cymbal sitting on the stage. If you found Tony’s floating head you won a free LP mystery bag. The bags were another way to move dead merchandise. Four $1LPs and one decent one in a paper bag. I retail them for $5 assuring people at least something in it is listenable. We gave away a lot of bags as Tony’s head roamed around the store. He drove sales up quite a lot during that time.

The downside of this ground-breaking ides was I now had an album flat with a big hole in it. This called for another genius stroke!! Take a photo with TFHTB then tag us on the social medias for a 25% discount or a free beer. We had a lot of fun with those two pieces and it definitely helped our sales. But then Covid-FU came along and everything went higgledy-piggledy. I have a long wondered what happened to those pieces.

We went to the store the other day to have a beer with Eddie The Painting Guy . There is a pile of old beaten up album flats in a newly created 'free' bin. Buried, the very bottom piece in the pile was the Tony Bennett cut out. (The fate of his head still remains a mystery) We had a great laugh and invited some of the customers to get their photo taken. These days as I grow a few years older every minute I am growing more and more nostalgic. It reminded us of better times at the record store. We’re down to just the one location now and who knows how long that’ll last.

But for a while ,,, we had a blast.

Yesterday, Erica and I went to check out an apartment building I am pretty hyped about. It’s an 11 story building on the chip of downtown Raleigh with a grocery store (Publix) on floor one. Unfortunately this visit left me with more questions than answers which does not bode well in regards to my moving there. The building is just over four years old and was recently sold from a Raleigh big deal developer toa nationwide apartment chain. The first strike against the building, even those shown on the website, the rooftop bar/dining area does not actually exist. The leasing agent tried to explain to me how it was an issue of cutting and pasting the wrong information from a different property website while constructing a new one. I stopped listening pretty quickly because that was just lip service. He said that other people had mentioned the same thing to him recently. Here’s a crazy idea. If other people have pointed out a mistake this big howzabout this? FIXIT !! Pretty simple.
We checked out three or four apartments and the gym area. The apartments all looked nice. I had my eyes on a 10th floor one bedroom. Another of the drawbacks is the studios/one bedrooms only have one set of windows and they overlook the courtyard/pool. Part of the reason I wanted the ninth floor apartment was the view of the city. None of the four sides would present a breathtaking view but there would still be streets and lights and cars driving past in the night. That would be good enough for me. But instead, I’d be overlooking the pool. I am a fan of large breasted big haired bubble headed sun worshippers I would honestly rather have the view of the highway.
Strike three was the reason we could afford living here to begin with. Two months free rent on 12 month lease. That would knock down over $200. With that in mind we could afford up to the $1580 deluxe one-bedrooms. Living like a king would kick ass like 12 months but then they would want to go to the regular rental rate and I don’t think that’s in the cards.
I left the building 51-49% against moving there. I am fickle enough a good argument could sway me in either direction. Right now I don’t have any better arguments though. I’m going to spend some time online today and see if I can find something else in the price range. It’s doubtful you’ll find another place at that price in that area.

Some douche bag broke the side door of the apartment building. There’s a table, 4 chairs and another 2 chairs set up for conversation in the lobby areas of each floor. Various pieces goe missing relatively often. Somebody fucked up one of the lounge chairs in the downstairs lobby last night. It’s official. Our apartment building has gone from pretty awesome to fucking shit hole ghetto in just over a year with the new management company. I am still in denial about it. I don’t want to move. I love our apartment I just hate everything surrounding it. Erica wants to move which means I guess I want to move. I found a place online that intrigues me. It’s billed as “luxury“ apartment but yet we can afford it. I have never lived anywhere labeled as 'luxury'. In my world luxury is when we do not have to buy generics at the grocery shop. I have always wanted to live a carless lifestyle. Living in the city where everything is within walking distance. I am living a carless lifestyle now but it’s because my legs don’t work and no longer own a car. This apartment is close enough to be called downtown. They have available apartments on the 10th floor. Floor to ceiling windows. Here’s a link. Since we have to plan our Cripple Bus rides a day in advance the earliest we could visit the apartment would be Tuesday. I’ll check it out and let y’all know

When Erica and I first realized our once fabulous apartment building was quickly becoming a shithole we made up a Weekend Bingo Card.
It’s currently 7:02 on Saturday morning and since 5 PM Friday, we’ve had three of the four.
1-visit from the county sheriff
2-visit from the Raleigh police department
3-ambulance from either Rex or Wake Med hospital
4-a visit from the Raleigh fire department.

Most of the weekend ahead of us and lacking a visit from the EMS to solidify our first perfect weekend in a while.

I haven’t given up on my regular gym visits for the last week or so. I like going to the gym. I just don’t like going to the gym. I’m doing a tremendous amount more repetitions than when I started but I would still rather be sitting on my back porch getting high. I’m going to start motoring around the house using the walker this weekend. I should’ve started sooner. It’s going to take a long good while to get enough energy to move about without a walker so I might as well start now.

I am still watching my weekly Sanford and Son marathons. I’ve added two more shows you my regular viewing patterns. I watched both of the shows when they premiered a decade ago, but ultimately gave up on both when they moved to inconvenient times. There is nothing on current tv that we watch so it's nice to have these two in my back pocket. Everybody Hates Chris and The New Adventure's of Old Christine. Both are well written and funny. Hamish Linkletter plays Julia Louis-Dreyfus‘s brother and he is a fabulous actor. But unfortunately Wanda Sykes is also part of the cast. She is dreadfully unfunny. She has the comic timing oF Henry Kissinger.

I just finished scribbling a long post regarding the snowfall (currently sitting at 6-ish inches) and about MeDads birthday yesterday. I broke philosophical over the father /son struggle and offered up some amazingly insightful advice. Then, true to my klutzy nature, managed to delete every word of it. I have been telling my story on LJ for decades. You can go back and read all my February entries.

Rest In Peace, Grumpy
1942-2001

TV Talking head prolly 6:11 am-
"The Triangle area can expect roughly 0.25" of snow."

Same TV Talking head, 15 minutes and 2 espressos later-
"AT LEAST 6 INCHES !! ALL THE EUROPEAN MODELS SAY AT LEAST 6 INCHES O' SNOW!
AAAAAAAAUUUUGGGHHHH!!! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!


2, maybe? Yeah, I'd say we tapped out at about 2 inches.

I’ve made two posts already about The humans and their stupid little Quips for Crips. When Erica and I were at the hospital Monday we went into their kick ass cafeteria. I had told Erica before I knew about weekly gym sessions that I would eat any random Friday night. We were rolling off of the bar, Erica with her traditional salad and my nontraditional salad (chicken, chopped ham, egg , tofu, 'maters, boo-naner peppers, English cucumbers. et al. Never any spinach or lettuce. That shit just gets in the way) and as we stepped away a heavyset woman was heading towards the register when she looked at me. 'God is good' she said as our eyes met. 'If either you or your god think this is good your fucking idiots' fell out of my mouth before my brain got there to dissolve the situation. She snorted and quickly walked away.

What is wrong with these humans? I have only been in a wheelchair for roughly a year. I have no idea of what it feels like to have rolled for 2, 5, 20 years. But even in this short time I’ve had enough. As I said last time you’re not cute. You’re not funny. You’re not adorable. Leave me the dixk 'HNlone. If you really really feel the need to say something try "Hey bud need a blow job?". Otherwise. Silence is golden.

I’m not saying these are connected but it seems suspicious people didn’t start flocking to me in the wheelchair until Trump was elected. Hmmmm

I’m not saying these are connected but it seems suspicious people didn’t start flocking to me in the wheelchair until Trump was elected. Hmmmmm.