Friday night I just kicked it. Saturday, I went over to my friend Walter's at 12 to work on my Christmas CD. I dream up these projects, like short films, websites and Christmas CD's and Walter makes my vision, my dreams -- reality. I told him that he enjoys helping me because it's easier for me to look like a fool that it is for him.

I was supposed to go to a party in Hoboken on Saturday night. I thought I'd be leaving Walter's by 4:00 at the latest. I didn't get home until 11:15! Too tired to get my party on. I met these nice people almost a year ago, David and Deirdre. The first time I met them, I threw up on myself from too much drinky drink. And they keep inviting me back! You got to love people like that. I'm going to send them a CD this week to make up for it. Anyway, I'm sorry I couldn't make it but I only had Saturday to work on the CD. You only get one chance with Walter. Sunday, I got up early, 7am. I went into work, that's right, to finish the labels for the CD. It was crazy hot in the office. I felt like I was working in my own sweat shop. Manufacturing my own bad CDs - ha ha. After that, I went back to Hoboken to do my laundry. I didn't go to Nutley because it was getting to be late afternoon and I didn't want to get stuck in holiday traffic.

Man, did I miss the Nutley laundromat. The Hoboken one was crowded and you have to keep putting the quarters in -- over and over again! I'm never going back there. Do you hear me -- NEVER!!!!!! I was glad to get home and just relax, hang with my cats and just be.

I forgot to mention that on Friday night I caught a little of Ghost Dog The Way of the Samurai on the tube. I own it on DVD but you forget about these things sometimes. Well, damn, I forgot what a great film that is! And the soundtrack by The RZA is off the hook! That's a little Bobby Street talking to you. OK, That's it. I'm going to hand out my CD now. Have a good one. God Bless America.