I went to Northport for some breakfast. Had some chocolate mud cake which was out of this world. After that, we went to a nice little record store right next store. I saw Hot Tuna’s “First Pull Up, Then Pull Down” for one dollar. I grabbed it right away even though I don’t have a turntable anymore.
After getting the record we walked around town. Every store I went into, they all asked about the album. It was a big hit. People were telling me about the time they saw Hot Tuna in concert and about all the albums that had. One guy told me that his son has a bunch of albums cause they sound better then downloads or CD’s.
And to think, I got rid of most of my albums.
The atmosphere is getting kind of thin in my bathroom. The toothbrushes have taken to wearing space helmets.
Had the weirdest thing happen to me yesterday. I had a case of Deja Vu. It would have been great if I was listening to CSN&Y’s “DejaVu” when it happened.
First I got to say my living room has three attached windows. Big one in the middle and two smaller on the sides. I’m in the kitchen and I’m making a pot of coffee. I’m putting the water in the pot and look out the living room window and see a man walk across from left to right. As he walking he’s looking at his smart phone. I turn the water off and look out the window, like three seconds later and see the same guy walking across from left to right.
It was only three seconds. It’s a three cup coffee pot, it don’t take long to fill it. How could it be the same guy. He didn’t have time to walk across, turn around then walk back in that short period of time. And he did the same thing both times. Looking at his smart phone. It was like watching something on tape, rewinding it and playing it again. It was the exact same thing.
There’s something strange going on with me and the number 714. There’s hardly a day that goes by that I don’t miss 7:14 on the clock. I’ll be in my living room, reading a book, look at the cable box and it’s 7:14. In the morning, when I come home from work and sit at the computer, I turn around and look at the clock on the dresser, 7:14. This happens almost every day. I never miss it. Just now, I was in the living room listening to music with the headphones on, I look up, 7:14. Babe Ruth has 714 home runs.
I don’t know what it is. I’m at work last night and I’m on the order picker, I look down and see714.
People tell me to play the number. I played the number and nothing happened. This is like something out of the “X Files.” I wait for something to happen with that number but it never does. It just keeps popping up.
They have this new law in NY. Started a couple of weeks ago. The stores are charging five cents for a plastic bag. Bring your own bags and it cuts down on pollution. That’s a good thing. I’ve been bringing my own bags for over a year now. Do my little piece to help.
I found something that’s really annoying and I feel bad for the cashiers. I see this happen a lot. People are complaining that they have to pay five cents for a bag but the plastic bags they use at home for garbage, isn’t taxed the five cents. All the cashiers can do is stand there and listen to them. I’d tell them, I don’t make the laws.
After watching all those ghost shows on TV, I finally saw The Shadow People.