10.30.02

Hey Kids! Happy Halloween (by the time you read this)! This is pretty much my favorite holiday of the year anymore. What other day can you dress up, scare people, and get rewarded for your demented thoughts? Beats the hell outta Thanksgiving, huh?

Although I wish I were going all-out this year, I’ll be staying in once again. But this year, I won’t be alone. Ben, Lori, JK and Monte will be hanging out with me, partaking in some of my homemade lasagna, watching a few horror movies, eating some candy and drinking some beer. No costumes are necessary, but fun times still abound.

Had a good visit home last weekend. The highlight, of course, was the early morning tailgating, where we froze our asses off for no good reason. Still, had some beers, got to watch steam rise off our piss in the port-a-potties, and watched some damn fools try to fly a kite when there was no wind. Good times.

That night we hit campus and paid too much for beer, sat in a bar with the music playing so loudly we had to scream at each other to be heard, and generally had a ball. It’s always good to see old friends again.

So the sniper’s been caught, huh? Always a good thing. I had a strange déjà vu feeling, though, when he told the cops about the robbery in Alabama. In the movie “Seven”, starring Brad Pitt and Morgan Freeman, there’s a line in said by the killer after he, literally, turns himself into the police. It goes: “Tell me, what was the indisputable evidence you were going to use on me right before I walked up to you and put my hands in the air?” I just have this feeling that, had this asshole Muhammad not been a cocky son of a bitch, he’d still be out there right now. I’m not complaining that he’s either too dumb or too arrogant to have kept his mouth shut, but at the same time, it’s not like the cops seemed to have any real leads, did they? Or were they just not sharing them with us? I tell ya, I cannot wait to read the knee-jerk reaction paperback that’s going to be written about this case. All this secrecy and code words and messages from the killer; sounds like a best seller to me. Anyway, thank God it’s all over…for now. I just hope someone else doesn’t get any funny ideas.

Speaking of, I really hope someone doesn’t take the Russians’ cue on how to deal with a room full of people. Can you imagine what kind of panic could be caused if terrorists picked up on the idea that they can just spray a gas into a movie theatre and kill a lot of people? Thanks Russia. We needed to give these guys more ways to kill us.

On a more personal note, for the past few days I’ve been feeling something I haven’t felt in years - a bit lonely. Being around all these friends last weekend, seeing them with their significant others, just made me realize that I’d be going home alone that night. It’s not so much that I miss the “lovin’”, but more the fact that I miss that closeness you have with someone you’re dating; that connection that they understand you and you understand them; they’re your best friend. That’s just the coolest part of a relationship, in my opinion. And if the lovin’s good, that can’t hurt, either.

I don’t really have any plan of attack on how to correct this situation, though. There’s no one at work that I’d even consider dating (besides, it seems everyone is married or twenty years my senior) and I really don’t have too many other social outlets to meet anyone right now. Maybe my job at Borders will open up a few doors. Maybe the film discussion groups I’ll be hosting will get me to meet a few ladies of similar interest. Maybe this feeling will go away in a week and I won’t think about it for another two or three years. I don’t know. It’s just been on my mind this week is all. Why do I have a feeling that seeing “Punch-drunk Love” this weekend is only going to fuel this on? I wonder if Emily Watson is single?

Well, it’s already past midnight and I have a long day of work and cooking ahead of me, so I’d better get to bed. Have a Happy Halloween and an even better weekend.

Space Monkey X