Jan 23, 2006

sick day

Greeting to all in the wide world of cyberspace,

I guess it's time for another post. However I haven't taken too many photographs this week. I've been busy with work and performing plays.

So today I thought I would just talk a little bit about what's been happening in my life and maybe all of you who visit this self indulgent blog will take the opportunity to share your recent comings and goings in the comments section.


So let's see... well first of all, I performed on Saturday night and the audience was very loud so I hurt my throat trying to be heard. Then on Sunday I took two student groups through the museum's exhibition and once again had to speak loudly and so this morning I find myself with a very scratchy throat and very little voice. Anyone who knows me knows that talking is really my number one activity. It's true, I'm a talker, but not today. Orange juice, hard candies and hot tea is my big plan. I know, I know, what an exciting life I lead.


Last night I went out to dinner at a hip newish Malaysian restaurant in Chinatown which was very good. Before dinner I visited my grandfather who just turned 94 years old and has more or less lost his mind. It's beyond sad. This is a man who drank, cursed and told dirty jokes as well as the most salty sailor and now he... well doesn't. Ok, enough about that.


Other then work and this pesky sore throat life has been pretty status quo. I've taken to playing poker online lately, not for money, just for fun. I am tempted to try my hand at some poker for real money, but frankly, I'm not the best poker player around, so I'll only play with what I can afford to lose and that would come to approximately thirty three cents.


The wife is good and the dog and cat are the same as usual. I haven't seen any sign that they miss Bandit which shouldn't surprise me but kind of does.


What else can I share with all of you. Well not much. I guess it's time to go curl up in my warm blanket and read this weeks New Yorker, my second most guilty pleasure. Though the subscription is about to run out and it was a gift from none other then the previously mentioned grandfather, so I won't be reading that in the near future.

I'm really not as apathetic as I sound right now, just feeling under the weather. I suppose I will post one or two photographs just so this post isn't so depressing.

I will finish by reminding all that the point of this little blog is not just to send my photographs out into the world but also to hear from you. So please, leave a comment, send an email, start a blog of your own and I will visit it often. Until the next time I have something to share...
Bye.




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BIG STATUE

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well, I am sitting here, at my desk, just waiting for 5:00 to come around. I'm trying to live up to a statistic I heard: Employees waste, on average, 2 hours a day; not including lunch and breaks. I don't think I could waste that much time, but I must go now to water the plant on my desk.

Anonymous said...

mitchell...do you want me to save all the new yorkers for you?

Anonymous said...

love you mitchell

i let my subscription to the new yorker run out four years ago, and i am a lesser person for it. mark calls it the new junker. i liked it, it was my first guilty pleasure, second guilty pleasure: vanity fair. i let that run out too, but don't care much about it now. third guilty pleasure: eating enormous amounts of chocolate. i guess that's my first one now though. without the magazines, and all...