New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Wednesday, February 11, 2004

So I forgot to mention yesterday I was driving home in from the park and ride listening to the radio. Now because of where we live we get a mix of NYC and Philadelphia stations. Z100 which is primarily pop seems to overlap with a PA alternative station, the kind of station that plays "It's a Shame About Ray." I had a particularly harrowing experience once while turning at the light into the Wegeman's parking lot and that particular song was fading in and out and I was doing my best to use my spidey powers to make it stick because having grown up in Maine when that album came out I had never heard the song on the radio and that was my first time. It was very sad.

But sometimes the effect is amusing. Take yesterday for example. I am driving home and flipping through the stations and I hear "Toxic". And I know that it's going to stick for about 100 yards and then it starts to fade in and out of the Foo Fighter's cover of "Darling Nikki" and I have to tell you that it was a great mix. I wish I could have recorded it.

Anyhow...a crazy day with one particular crazy inncident...first of all I had a meeting with my SVP @ 10AM which always set my nerves on edge and I have to tell you that I can't wait for her to on maternity leave...then a 11AM staff meeting which I headed up and which I managed to discuss accidently getting the TV stuck on SAP while watching the Grammy's and trying to sing "Hey Ya" in Spanish as per the subtitles which Gilly said were way wrong...that meeting ran long...I was back at my desk watching the C-Span coverage of the great Superbowl Halftime drama and trading barbed remarks with Heather P. about how off the mark the fossils in DC were...and then I find out that I have to have an emergency 1PM meeting and I am trying to eat something...and I get the following phone call.

I see the number and know it's a cell phone based out of Queens...

ME- "***" Tee hee that's how I answer my phone with *** or actually the letters of my company.

THEM-"Helllllloooooo, do you know whoooo thissss isss?" Said in a really annoying voice.

ME-"No, who is this." Said in a barely restrained irritated voice.

THEM-"Helllllloooooo, do you know whoooo thissss isss?" Said again in a really annoying voice.

ME- "No and I don't have time for this. If you don't say who you are I am going to hang up." Said in a unrestrained irritated voice.

So come to find out it's the vendor who's I am still irritated with because all they gave me for Christmas was a stupid card when I've basically helped them get over $200K worth of business and apparently he's irritated because I haven't responded to his invitation for lunch he sent last week. AND come to find out that he ran into one of my friends/co-workers at one of those 1 minute date things last night. Then he's telling me she was sloppy drunk which I think that's way off base so I informed him that not only did I know her but we are close friends. That stopped that conversation from going any further. URGH.

Then I get home and Gill and I are exhausted and after dinner I sit down to check the TiVo and the Craig Kilborn show which Fountains of Wayne were supposed to appear on last night. I think, "Well this will be good."

And I fast forward...and I end up at the end falling right into the Blind Date like show which follows Kilborn. And just when I was thinking, "This Kilborn guy is kind of cute."

Then I think I must have missed them.

So I rewind and fast foward again. Mind you the show is an hour long and he only had two guests Sir Ian McKellen and David Stern. Well guess what? Fountains of Wayne got bumped! How the hell he managed two 1/2 hour interviews with those characters is beyond me.

And at the end of the show he says, "Hopefully we'll have Fountains of Wayne on tomorrow."

ARGH! The moral of this story? FOUNTAINS OF WAYNE AND CBS DO NOT MIX. Either that or they are jinxed. If the Princeton show next week sucks I am going to have to seriously wonder about their future. :)

Apparently they'll be on tonight's show but I wouldn't hold my breath.

I am going to sleep now.

posted by JustKeepMum on 9:43 PM