I saw Spider-Man Friday night. It was very, very good. Funny and at times, touching. I left the theater excited after viewing the film with a very energetic audience but once I got home I asked myself, did I really love it? The answer was no. I just needed more. However, I'm not sure what "more" is. More character development of Peter Parker, a better story -- something better than a mad scientist gone haywire. I'm not sure? It was just missing something for me. I did have fun with my friends. We had dinner first. On Friday I noticed that my friend Lee was wearing one of my new baseball shirts.

Lee Ellenberg wearing

the BobBorden.com

baseball shirt

Thanks, Lee! We did take some photos where Lee was smiling but I forgot to use the red eye thing. And I didn't want to touch up his eyes in Photoshop. The eyes are the gateway to the soul. By the way, ladies -- Lee is single. Anyway, again, I'm not making any money from these shirts. I'm just hoping that people will get my name out there. I believe they call that advertising. I'll tell ya what, you send me a photo of yourself in a BobBorden.com T-shirt and I'll put that photo on my site -- Just like Lee! Be the envy of your friends, look cool in any situation and enjoy the fine garments that can only be bought in the BobBorden.com store!

Saturday I woke up and tried to get motivated to do something. I ended up driving to Nutley to do my laundry. However, this time I missed my turn off. It took me about 30 minutes to get there, it usually only takes ten, tops. Oh well, it was an adventure. Even more so because when I left Hoboken my tank was on "E." I'm crazy! Did you get the chance to pick up the new Neil Young CD, Are You Passionate? Man, it's so gooooooooooooood! It makes me feel, well, passionate. I love his stuff. Like a Hurricane still brings a tear to my eye.

Saturday night I watched the spy thriller Spy Game. I enjoyed it. And now, I'm thinking about becoming a spy. They must have a class for that somewhere, right? Sunday, I woke up late, mmmmmmmm sleep. I hung out with my friends Sandi and Alex all day. We had brunch, talked about current events and just lived. They're good people. I carried my camera around all day yesterday but I didn't take anything, I wasn't inspired. After we parted ways I walked to the Hoboken Art and Music Fair. Just picture a street lined with booths, the smell of onions and hordes of people at every turn and you'll get the idea -- not my scene. I only walked down to catch Marshall Crenshaw play -- I missed him. I did see him walking away, he was smiling so he must have played a good set. That's the worst review of anything, ever, ha ha. I got back to the safe haven I call home, cooked up some chicken, talked on the phone and relaxed. A great day. A great weekend. That's it. God Bless America.

And one more thing. The bus I rode this morning was dirty. I have to go through the whole day with dirty pants -- second time in three weeks! I'm living the life of a Ziggy cartoon! I give up.