The transit strike is over! That usually means that John Q. Public will get the shaft. Higher fares and less service, I’m guessing. Somebody let me know when everything stops going down the downward spiral.

I’m trying to buy Pittsburgh Steelers tickets for a game on the 29th — damn they’re pricey! It’s odd how the price goes up when the tickets are sold out, ha ha. If you or anyone you know has a pair of tickets they want to sell, drop me a line. It’s about time I start making this website work for me.

I had fun last night at the Late Show Christmas party. It was nice to kick back with my fellow workers to ring in the holidays. Good time! I went light on the food and by the time I got back to Hoboken, I was hungry. So, I stopped off for a slice. The guy in there, I think he owns the place, he recognized me from my on air days. I was so happy; I thought to myself, this is how it should be. Then, he said to me in conversation, “You got bigger.” My head hung low after that. I’m never leaving my apartment again.

What else? I finished my Christmas CD yesterday — up next, the duplication and graphic phase. I really should have started this process a month ago. I always wait until the last minute with my personal projects. And for the second year in a row, I’m not sending out Christmas cards. I just don’t have it in me to do that anymore.

That’s it for today. God Bless America.