It’s a very snowy wintry morning in the Windy City and sooner than I’d like I’ll be making tracks out there to do the deed. And maybe photograph some Cheeto’s bags.
Holy Hell, I actually slept 10 hours last night! And kinda feel great. This is a total record for me, the chronic insomniac who at times has been known to go days in a row w/ no sleep.
I had a dream prior to waking up that I was in Sex Rehab and when the group awoke we all started having sex and I was with the supervisor who was supposed to make sure that we weren’t. Typical AZ. And I dreamed about a lady I met in Louisiana and she was changing curtains in her haus up on a ladder and her top slipped down. I told her that it happened and she replied I don’t care if you don’t.
Please note here that I have never seen the TV show Sex Rehab but am familar with it since I saw Penny Flame/Jennie on Oprah. And honestly from what I know of Penny it’s not sex that’s her addiction, though I can be wrong. But based on what I know, it’s something else and she’s on the wrong show. (peny was puuurrrrrffffeeccccttt in Darkside) AND I DO NOT WATCH OPRAH! I did 2x once because she did a show during sweeps on Women in Adult Films and how the number of women watching porn online is on the rise and a day or 2 later Penny was on. I harbor no love for Miss Winfrey.
Maybe this has to do with the Holiday Card I got in the mail from the Hustler Staff. Which was non sexual. I’d post it here if I could but cannot due to the PC infection, but I will more than likely post it on the front page of MK Online. It had me rolling at the mailbox.
My PC is still infected and I cannot properly post to this Diary but will give it a shot from Indianapolis over the Holiday, if I can actually find time to do so. My friends there and I share in so much conversation that I barely get to one of the 3 PC’s in that haus.
It’ll be nice not being alone like last year. I was so miserable in what may very well have been the worst Holiday of my life. Alone Thanksgiving, and Christmas and on New Years Eve though was sharing it w/ some of the greatest friends I know in a killer haus with a kicking bar was too depressed to have fun.
Talked with my brother for over an hour last night, it was a good chat. Seems like he’s likely going to be in Ireland for a year getting his Masters in Art History, teaching and working there. He’s on the Deans List at OSU again and as always I’m very proud of him.
As I mentioned I’ll be in Indy for the Holiday weekend and seeing many friends and possibly reuniting w/ my ol pal Chucky who I haven’t seen since 96. Vanessa, Mike Blackley and Donna are coming by as well.
New Years Evil will be out in Lockport again, likely the last hurrah for the southwest gang and AZ. Dave and Christina will be parents in Feb and Steve and Angie in August 2010, so here comes Uncle Alex.
Speaking of Uncle Alex, my lil darling Zoë had surgery for her ears this month, Marcia emailed me last night and I really miss them and need to find time to get over there and spend quality time.
On New Years Day it turns out I’m going to see Chris Isaak’s at the House of Blues. Morgan invited me last week. I imagine it’s going to be an amazing and charismatic performance.
I’m working on getting Dale access for Lady Gaga early in Jan and working w/ David Allan Coe’s manager for myself to do a follow up w/ DAC whom I interviewed in the Fall of 1998 for Chicago at Night. I missed Coe last Jan again, because I was too depressed.
Well this year is quite the opposite and this beast is back with a more vicious bite than ever before.
I hope everyone has a happy healthy and safe Holiday Season. Well, honestly, not everybody. And should be shouting out here again soon, but if that’s not the case, I’ll talk at you next year.
Love ya’
AZ
