When I last wrote (yesterday) I was in the Hamptons, that's right, The Hamptons, playground to the rich & famous -- ha ha. I got on the road about 8:30 PM and had no problem finding 495. Except for one call to Walter where I was in mild-panic mode. I thought I missed my exit. But all was well. I hit traffic and that added an hour to the journey but what they didn't know was my Tivo was recording The Sopranos - traffic 0, Bob 1. Some guy broke down in the middle lane, you'd be surprised how that backs things up.

I opened up my mailbox last night and found the latest issue of my college magazine.

Horticulture is in, whatever

the hell I do must be out
And right on the cover, in bold print, mind you, it reads: "Growing Opportunities, Horticulture graduates are in high demand." WHY ARE THEY TELLING ME THIS NOW - I'm almost ten years out of college! Those Horticulturists must have one heck of a lobby group to get that kind of press, ha ha. So what do I do now, go back to college and study twigs? "Sir, sir, stop everything, I think I just discovered a new type of bark!" Ha ha, that was me in the lab as a Horticulturist. CSI: S.H.D., Special Horticulture Division, ha ha -- OK, I'm done.

I got on the bus last night, and Neil Young's Change Your Mind was playing on my ipod. It's 15 minutes long. I listened to the whole song and just as it was ending, I was at my stop - it was MAGICAL! Then I get off the bus, go to my lotto place and I was too late to get in on some of that sweet Pick 6 action. Oh crap, I just checked it, it's been going up forever, it was up to 32 million, now it's 2 million. Someone won, it wasn't me. Oh well, good for them. I may sue the bus company for not getting me to the lotto store fast enough. I could have lost 2 million dollars! Think about it.

We're doing a show at 4 am this week, it will air Friday. I'm really looking forward to doing something different. I'll talk about how it went in Friday's diary, not sure when I'll post that but I'll let you know when I know. Anyway, tell your friends about the 4 am Late Show!

That's all I know today. It smells like burnt popcorn in my apartment building as I write this - WTF?!

Have a great day, give someone a hug.

Down For Whatever,

Bob