4-30-03 What a beautiful, beautiful, picture perfect, beautiful day we had yesterday! It will be noted in my mental scrapbook of good things. Have you noticed that Tori Spelling is noticeably absent from the 90210 reunion special? I wish she would have been noticeably absent from the series! Yes, HELLO! Welcome to BobBorden.com and welcome to the best diary of my life. I'm turning my frown upside down, turning my lemons into lemonade and turning over a new leaf. That's a lot of turning! As of today, 4/30/03, I will no longer let things get to me. I'm better than that. I succumbed to everything with all that car nonsense but that got old quick. So my car was broken into twice in 5 months, so my transmission needs work - big deal! I'm still breathing; I still have a great family and great friends. What else is there? I bought this new bag to carry my stuff to and from work but I think it's too small for me. I mean in proportion to my body. Does this look OK? I bought the bag from ebags.com and a guy modeled it but I think he must have been 12 years old. It doesn't hang the same on me. I don't know, is that bag too small for me? It was only $22. I'm thinking about taking out a 48-month auto loan. Nothing huge, just enough to buy a new, new to me, low mileage love wagon. I was surprised by how affordable it would be to take out a loan. However, everything is still in the thinking stage. Oh that Simon Cowell! Why does he have to be so nasty?! I don't know about you but I think Clay is going walk away with the prize. Paula was right tonight, his spirit dancing really improved this week. Anything else, anything else? Hmmmmmmm. Checking, checking Nope, that's it! God Bless America. I don't care where we go I don't care what we do I don't care pretty baby Just take me with you Prince 4-29-03 SIGH!!! On my walk home last night I just felt lost. I'm going on two solid weeks of thinking about my stupid car. I tend to over think things to the point where it drives me crazy. In a few days I expect to be found outside some building, beating my head against a wall. It should also be noted that sometimes I tend to over exaggerate things, ha ha. I'm going to wash my hands of this car; it's just too old for me to put any more money into it. And I can't keep buying used windows only to see the glass shards adorn my backseat like common trash. The good old days: Bob's car in Nutley So, I'll sell it, lay low for a while and then when they least expect it, I'll be back on the scene with a brand new, slightly used Neon. That's right, I said Neon. In other news, I'm OK. I wore new shoes to work yesterday. I picked them up on sale from Kohl's for $40 - now that's a deal! They're so damn comfortable! I haven't had a pair of really good, cheap comfortable shoes in years. YEARS! I have to end it here today - I need some time for me. Please understand that this is a rough time for BobBorden.com. See what I mean, over exaggerate. Always, Bob 4-28-03 Warning: Today's diary contains explicit language. Hello. My weekend started off Friday night when a few of us from work played some informal games of Blackjack. I lost but I had fun. Playing in a friendly game is a hell of a lot cheaper than going to a casino. I got back to Hoboken, bought a burrito, watched some TV and called it a night. Saturday I woke up around 11. The weather was crappy and I didn't feel like doing anything. I flipped through the channels and then decided to do my laundry. There was hardly anyone in there; it was a laundry dream come true. After laundry I picked up some Chinese food and watched The Last Detail on DVD. That's a great film. I would describe my weekend up to this point as uneventful but just what the doctor ordered after the whole transmission fiasco from last week. Eating Chinese, watching a great flick and just getting into the relaxation zone. Sunday I woke up around 10:20 and watched some TV. Beautiful day! The plan for me was to drive over to the A & P. I'm walking towards my car and I see glass in the back seat. My car was broken into, AGAIN! I just put my head down, turned around, walked back inside and called my Mom. I'm not sure why but I just didn't know what else to do? I got some cardboard, duct tape, scissors and headed back outside. They broke the opposite window that was broke in December (Diary Archives 12-11-02)! It's comical at this point, just comical! There was nothing in the car to steal. Again, it was broken into in December, I took everything out of the car, everything! What a dumb mother f#@ker! I noticed some blood around the glove box; the dip shit cut his hand. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! I HOPE YOU GET AN INFECTION YOU STUPID SHIT! Anyway, the car that was once cherished has become the car that I will drive until it catches fire. I will not get the transmission fixed and I sure as hell am not putting in another window. I was so close to buying another car too. I guess I still can but I don't know what to think of this area anymore. And I'm guessing that no one will buy a car that needs transmission work and a rear side window?! I didn't think so. I taped up my window and drove over to the A & P. I ran into my friend Lauren and I couldn't even carry on a conversation. I was still in shock. I'm putting up this diary Sunday around 3:30pm because I just want the rest of my day to be pressure free. It's probably a safe bet that I just played games and watched TV, ha ha. Have a great day; please excuse my language and God Bless America. 4-25-03 I've been on the fence about the car all week. And now I think I'm leaning towards selling it. I put up an ad. But now I think, well, I'll put some cash into the car and I can drive for the next few years without a payment. The engine's good, starts right up and doesn't burn oil. Damn, I have to take my ad down, be right back. I'm back; I didn't take the ad down. I think I'm ready for a change. A 5-speed is fun, sometimes, but with the stop and go traffic around here -- the thrill is lost. Is this the car's way of saying it's time for me to make a change? Here's the ad I put up: 1989 Nissan 240sx for sale White, 126K, 5-speed, Air, power windows/sunroof, CD - Hoboken car. It needs Transmission work and I can't afford to get it done. This is a great little car; my loss is your gain. E-mail me and I'll write back with the story of the car and photos. Thank you. I'll leave the ad up and see if anyone's interested. I know this makes for a boring diary but this is all that's on my mind. The good thing is that I have time to make the right decision for me. Yuk. Still thinking I have to end it here. Have a great weekend. God Bless America. 4-24-03 I'm on the fence about this whole car thing. To get my transmission fixed would probably cost around $800 and to buy/install a rebuilt transmission would cost around $800. I'm not a mechanical type of guy otherwise I'd replace it myself. I may have to just sell it. This is all I can think about right now. Should it stay or should it go? Damn, I'm so emotionally wrapped up in driving a car. I've been driving since I was 16. Maybe I'd be doing myself a favor if I were car-less for a while. AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! That didn't make me feel any better. So, my audition yesterday, I don't know? You just can never really gauge how you did in that situation. You go in, do your thing and you're on your way. If you hear back, that's something; if you don't hear back, that's nothing. If I hear something or nothing, I'll pass it along. OK, that's all I have today. There's always something! Always! God Bless America 4-23-03 Hello. I just ate a pizza. Not a piece of pizza but a whole Tony's pizza. Bobby don't feel so good! I could have had a more of a healthy meal by eating dirt. I'm 33 years old (and sexier than ever, am I right ladies, hello?), why am I still buying frozen Tony's pizza?! Oh well. Last night I asked my mechanic who does he go to when his transmission acts up. He gave me the number of his guy. He said, "You go to Aamco, you don't know who's working on your car." Now, I don't feel quite so nervous. I'll make an appointment soon. Guess what I'm thinking about? In other news, I have an audition today. I haven't heard from my "agent" in about 3 years and then yesterday, out of the blue, he gives me a ring. Crazy. We're not taping this week, so I said what the hell! It's a local commercial for a hospital in Ohio. I spent most of last night dusting off my headshots and, oh yeah, looking over my lines. Wish me luck; I'm going to need it! What else? Hmmmm. I got stuff to do -- that's it. Have a great day. Always, Bob 4-22-03 Hello, hello, hello. Purple Rain could very well be the greatest soundtrack every produced. First, it rocks, second, it has some gut-wrenching ballads and third, it rocks. What more do you need? It's still current; it doesn't feel dated. How many records can you say that about?! I talked about this before but Prince put out a live CD set last holiday season - the damn thing costs $57! Damn Prince, help a brother out! I want it but can't justify spending that much. I don't understand why he just didn't put out a kick-butt DVD? Oh well. I did some research on my shifting problems and it looks like I'm going to have to take it to Aamco. Damn Damn Damn! I'm getting an oil change this week from the garage on my block, I told him my findings and he thought that was the way to go. I'm going to take it to Aamco and I'm already bracing myself for this: "Well, it looks like you only need a new Robinson flange, parts and labor, you're looking at $750." I know it's coming and there's nothing I can do. I'm starting to wonder if I truly need a car. I do only take it out on the weekends. SIGH! In other mechanical news, my damn phone machine is on the outs. Bob's phone machine sucks eggs I'm getting messages from people that left messages two days ago! That's not a joke. It's so strange. So, if anyone called me and is waiting for me to call back, I didn't get the message. I'm stuck on this damn Legend of Zelda game. I'm on a section where I have to turn into a bird and find a hidden cave. I turned into the bird, found the cave but I can't do anything as the bird but fly. So, I'm in the cave as a bird and I can't open up the damn treasure chest to find the map or the magic potion that will help me move along. It's maddening! I'm on the bus last night. We're driving out of the Lincoln Tunnel. The Hoboken exit is right there, you can't miss it but guess what? The dude missed it! I've been here for seven and a half years and this was the first time that's happened. It was like a Twilight Zone episode. The guy didn't know where the heck he was! We ended up, thanks to passengers, turning around up by West New York which is one or two towns over from Hoboken. At a certain point, I felt bad for the guy but it just makes me wonder: what was his deal? That's it for today. Have a great day and I'll see you on the flip side. Hugs, Bob 4-21-03 My weekend started off on Friday. I had the day off and all was right with the world, well, except for war, bad weather and all the other crap. The plan was to, to, OK, I didn't have a plan. So, I headed over to Walter and "Sally's" place to play Madden 2003. I won one, he won one - we solved nothing. Then "Sally" suggested we see a movie. They're not a lot of good movies out there now. After shooting down Walter's suggestion of seeing Bulletproof Monk we decided on Raising Victor Vargas. I was skeptical at first, mostly because I don't like new things, but I have to say Raising Victor Vargas was pretty good. After the film we went to a restaurant called Trailer Park. The inside is decorated like a, you guessed it, Trailer Park. Black velvet paintings abound. The music was great but my chilidog wasn't anything to write home about. Thumbs down on that place. It was a very good, relaxing day. Friday night, I watched Jackass The Movie. There were some really funny moments but overall, it was just OK. Those guys are nuts! Saturday I woke up early because some jackasses renovating a building were throwing stuff off the roof -- Lovely waking up to things crashing to the ground. I headed to the sofa and turned on the tube. I watched The Bad News Bears. I forgot what a great film that is, very entertaining. After that, I got a shower, gathered my laundry and drove to Nutley. As I was hitting highway speeds, I kicked it up into 5th gear and it wouldn't budge. Man, what now?! I pulled over in a Best Buy parking lot and ran through my gears. I could get it into 5th but I had to put a lot of muscle in it. I headed back on the highway and got it into 5th gear. So, the transmission is shifting fine but the mechanism that shifts the transmission is giving me some resistance when I shift into 5th and reverse. 1 through 4 gears shifts as usual. I'll have a garage check it this week. There's always something. Back to Nutley. I was standing in front of the laundry mat and a West Coast Chopper drove up and parked. I asked the guy if that was the real deal and he said something like, "Yes, it costs around $50,000 and I have 3 of them." It was a really beautiful bike, silver, polished chrome -- a work of art. But upon further inspection by yours truly, I don't think it was a real West Coast Chopper. It said "Texas Choppers" on the bottom tip of the gas tank. And it has some other un-West Coast Chopper like features. I found a "Texas Choppers" Website and there was that style of bike. It was $25,000. Who the hell is this guy trying to impress?! He bought a $25,000 bike and put on some West Coast Chopper parts. Parts don't make the bike. If I put a Harley gas tank on a moped, it doesn't make it a Harley! Then again, I could always be wrong. Saturday night Bobby got a little crazy! I had pork chops and stuffing for dinner. I used one of those "pork chop helpers" in a kit. It was really easy and really tasty. From there, I had a few Italian ices, some cookies, some cheese curls and about 2 cans of Wild Cherry Pepsi -- I have to cut myself off, I can't keep doing this. I also watched 12 Monkeys, great flick! OK, from this point on, it should be noted that I'm drunk. I had a lovely Easter dinner with Tiffany, Kipley and Karen. Because I can't really form complete thoughts right now, here's a photo form the festivities: Easter '03! Oh man, did I have a good time. Hopscotch jump rope. Oh MacGyver! That's it? %hat's it! God Bless America. 4-18-03 I have the day off today, how do you like them apples? I thought about doing everything from going to the auto show to driving to QVC and taking their tour. As I write this on Thursday night, I'm still not sure what I should do? I'm not sure how the QVC tour got stuck in my brain but I can't seem to shake that idea. I wonder how I'd do as a QVC pitchman. Bob as a QVC pitchman I bet I'd be good at it. Although, I probably wouldn't be saying that after they made me sell a ceramic squirrel. I mean, come on, how do you sell ceramic squirrels with a straight face? I'm going to watch Jackass The Movie this weekend. I'm looking forward to that! It's the simple things in life. I don't have much to say today. I'm ending it here. Reminder: If you haven't paid your taxes yet, you're probably in trouble. Have a great weekend! God Bless America. 4-17-03 I'm on listen number two of the new White Stripes' CD, that's right, I said The White Stripes, you know I'm hip to the scene! Anywho, Bobby like. Keep that in mind when you need to buy some new music. Now, make no mistake, I don't see any of that money. I'm simply passing on the good word to you fine folks. This photo is here for no reason! I got in some quality time on The Legend of Zelda last night. I killed a dragon or solved a castle or something. Games sure are involved now. If I found one magic potion, I found 100! Games have come a long way since Zaxxon - thank God, am I right? "Cricket, cricket." Here's an Instant Message conversation I just had with my Mom: Mom: today it was 80 -- tom. It will be 50. Bob: yep Mom: and rainy Bob: yep Mom: lol Mom: night Bob: later Ha, ha! That's the kind of conversation I like! Sometimes there just isn't anything to say. Props to my Mom for being computer literate. When's Mother's Day? Crap, I hope I didn't miss it. I have to end it here for today. I spent way too much time on my photo of the day but the results speak for themselves. God Bless America. 4-16-03 And now, Master Storyteller, Bob Borden of BobBorden.com presents: Today's diary. It's too hot to sleep! The balmy air hovers over my bed like my sweet imaginary girlfriend. 'Who's there?' I ask as I wake in a pool of my own sweat. 'Why are you wearing a fencing outfit?' No answer. 'Who sent you?' No answer. 'Hey, did you see my new DVD Tower, pretty sweet huh?' The silence mocks me. Dawn breaks as the city awakes. The new day's possibilities are _____. Oh sweet creative writing. I took a long walk home last night to celebrate the 80-degree weather and here's what I learned: Bobby needs to go on a diet! Fat guys and heat do not mix well! Seriously, I'm days away from 100% dedicating my life to health and fitness. Eating crap and not working out isn't really working for me. Now it's time for Bob Borden of BobBorden.com Comments on the News of the Day. I was on the PATH train last night and when we came to a stop, I noticed that someone had defaced a Pontiac VIBE advertisement. They drew in smoke plumes behind the car and on the front, they wrote, "Pollution rules". I thought to myself, nice, an environmental graffiti "artist" - what is this world coming to?! I get home and I looked up this so-called pollution machine and it gets 29-mpg city and 36-mpg highway. What's wrong with that? Back in high school my 1977 Buick LeSabre only got 14 mpg. If he/she (I'm guessing it was a she) would have defaced an SUV ad, I could almost understand her point but the Pontiac VIBE? Your argument doesn't hold water sweets. Bob likes the VIBE So to the uninformed environmental graffiti artist I say this to you: Go screw yourself. Strong words, strong topic. And that was Bob Borden of BobBorden.com Comments on the News of the Day. It's going to be 42 degrees on Thursday. This weather sure is jerking my chain. I was chilly at the bus stop yesterday, probably because it was 45 degrees and I was only wearing a short-sleeve shirt. Everyone else was wearing jackets. I stuck out like a turd in a punchbowl. But come 7:30, with the temp up to 80 and everybody's walking around carrying their jackets like suckers -- now who looks stupid!? Hmmmmmm, I'm not sure what my point was supposed to be in that last paragraph. But it sure does fill out this diary nicely. That's it! God Bless America. 4-15-03 SWEET LORD is my apartment hot right now! 60 degrees outside and the radiator thinks it's 20 degrees. Damn radiators! Bobby don't like the heat! Guess who dropped by the BobBorden.com offices on Friday? That's right, our old intern Sarah. Usually I don't like it when the old interns come by, mostly because I can't remember their names, ha ha, but Sarah's different -- she's good people. Look, Bob's standing next to an actual woman! Bob standing next to a woman, I'd say that's a newsworthy photo. Oh sweet bitter life. And now it's time for a new feature to BobBorden.com. I call it: Bob Borden of BobBorden.com Comments on the News of the Day. Today's topic: SARS. Ever since this SARS thing started up I've been very careful of my surroundings. I can't believe how many ignorant slobs are walking around. The guy on the bus sneezing without covering his mouth, the girl in the laundry mat coughing up a lung and mouth breathers, don't forget about the mouth breathers! If this thing hits America, we're in trouble. And that was Bob Borden of BobBorden.com Comments on the News of the Day, tell your friends. I made a new purchase last night in the Port Authority. I bought a DVD TOWER. It holds 50 DVDs and it's made out of a durable black plastic. At $16.95, the price was right! And my cats like playing in the empty box. However, the selling point for me was on the box. On the box they had The Great Escape as one of the example DVDs in the DVD TOWER - I HAVE THE GREAT ESCAPE ON DVD! -- Don't you see -- it's kismet! KISMET! I love the damn thing, best $16.95 I've ever spent. I'm doing all future shopping in the bus station. I love saying DVD TOWER! DVD TOWER! -- Say it, it's fun! That's it! It's too hot in here to continue. WHY MUST EVERYTHING BE A STRUGGLE?! WHY! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Internet Acting, thank you, thank you very much. God Bless America. DVD TOWER! 4-14-03 Hello. My weekend got off to a pretty good start. My bosses, Justin and Eric, took the writers out to a very lovely dinner. Gallagher's Steak House, damn that was some good eating! Here's a photo: Bob likes steak I like a steak house where the meat is on display; you know they're not trying to hide anything. Big thanks to Eric and Justin for hooking me up! After that I headed home and played The Legend of Zelda. I got stuck in some cavern and it was driving me crazy! Thank goodness I was able to turn it off and get some sleep. Saturday I woke up around 11 and took care of my laundry and shopping. I like getting that stuff out of the way, frees up my weekend. Saturday night, nothing major. Some TV, some games and some phone calls. Around 2am I went to bed. But the building next to mine was having a party. That means drunken people on their balcony talking, laughing and screaming. That also means that I can't get to sleep! It was awful. I went to my front room to crash but it was louder out there. I put in earplugs but then I was keeping myself up, it was too quiet. I was going to say something out my window but that would have just got my blood boiling. Surprisingly, I was calm throughout this mess. I'm not going to become Old Man Borden just because some people (ignorant people) want to have a party. Now for the odd part of this story -- in order to get some quiet, I had to sleep in my bathroom. Yes, in my bathroom. It wasn't that bad. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Sunday I woke up around 10, got in the shower and headed over to Manhattan to play some PS2 with Walter. Nicest day of the year and we played games. However, I did feel like I got in some exercise because of the walk to the train, ha ha. We got in some pretty spirited games of Madden 2003. When I got back to Hoboken I ran into my friend Tiffany and her friend at an outdoor café. They asked me to join them but I declined. I think after I told them that I slept in my bathroom they could sense that I was somewhat out of it. I'm so tired! That's it! God Bless America. 4-11-03 Friday, am I right? Yesterday felt like Spring to me, a little chilly but very Spring-like. Is 'Spring' capitalized? Who knows? I'll capitalize it in the opening paragraph and then lower-case it for the rest of the diary. That seems about right. A lot of questions in this opening paragraph; not a good sign of things to come. Besides the nice weather, it felt like spring yesterday because I gathered all my office socks and took them home where they belong. It's my own little passage of spring. You see, throughout the winter when my socks got wet due to snow/rain I'd always bring in an extra pair. Well, these things build up over time. Take a look: Bag 'O Socks I felt quite popular on the bus last night carrying around a bag of socks. Thank God I didn't meet the woman of my dreams! "Here's what I remember about meeting Bob for the first time, he was carrying a bag of socks." That would be my imaginary girlfriend talking about how we met; my sweet imaginary girlfriend. SIGH!!!!! I started listening to music on the bus again. I can't stand listening to cell phones and mindless chit-chat anymore, life's too short to subject myself to that. Instead, I choose to listen to RUSH. I believe the human race falls into two categories: those that love Rush and those that don't. Halfway through the tunnel and Subdivisions came on. Fantastic! We pulled into the station just as the song ended - it was a glorious moment. GLORIOUS!!!!! I don't know if there's anything left but I'll probably check out the going out of business sale at The Wiz again this weekend. I just feel like I HAVE to go. That would make it four weekends in a row I went to The Wiz -- makes you think. ? Also, I feel like going for a drive. Nothing crazy, I just want to see some trees. The concrete jungle is getting to me! And that brings us to the end of today's diary and to the end of the week. Have a great weekend! Tell a friend about BobBorden.com! All my best, Bob 4-10-03 Program note: today's diary is NOT GOING TO BE GOOD! I was so busy yesterday; I forgot to observe life around me. I don't even have a good photo to put into today's diary. I just thought of something funny. I'll steal a photo from Carl's website (Carl: Frequent contributor to my message board). Here's the stolen photo: Stolen photo I enjoyed that. I have larceny in the veins! I played the lotto Tuesday night and while I was walking to work Monday morning, I noticed that the jackpot was up. I didn't even get the satisfaction of checking my numbers to see if I won. Bastards. If I were to buy a new car today here's what I'd consider: Mini by BMW. Yes, they're small, pricey and I probably couldn't fit inside but still, I find them irresistible. New Beetle by VW. I loved the old Beetles. I still like this new design very much. Element by Honda. Honda's car for the 20 somethings but this thirty something thinks they're bitchin. But alas, I don't make new car money. I make, time for a new air freshener for the '89 Nissan, money. Life is cruel. OK, that's it! Time for Bobby to get in some Legend of Zelda time! There's a damn magic potion for everything! God Bless America. Bye bye Saddam, ya crazy bastard! 4-09-03 I was inspired last night. The photo of Prince on my website yesterday made me think about a super group. If I could get three of my favorite musicians together who would they be and why? First I'll show the photo I worked on for an hour and then I'll explain. Bob's daydreaming (again) The Ultimate Band: Prince: Guitar and Lead vocals. Prince is a musical genius, great composer, musician and performer. Mike Watt: Bass and vocals. Mike Watt is as versatile as they come. Great musician, great singer and puts on a hell of a show. Tommy Lee: Drums. Probably the best rock drummer out there, plus, his drum set can play upside down - always a crowd pleaser. But now that I think about it, Prince's ex-wife is engaged to Tommy Lee, damn! That seems to be a conflict. Again, I spent an hour on that photo and it isn't even remotely feasible now. That sucks. This may come to you as surprise but I didn't do much last night. I got off the bus and played the lotto, I'm hoping I'll win. On my way back to my crib I ran into my friend Tiffany, she was carrying a lot of laundry. I helped her carry some home, wasn't that nice of me? I think I'm going to start complimenting myself from now on. That might create some uniquely awkward social situations. I'm doing a really great job with today's diary. See what I mean, awkward. Two nice moments from yesterday: #1 I didn't move my car for street sweeping because it was covered in snow. I said to myself are you willing to risk the $25 ticket because you're too lazy to wipe the snow off? Sadly, the answer was yes. But as it turns out, I didn't get a ticket - YEAH! #2 - On the bus ride home, I put on my headphones and my surroundings became not so harsh. I could see the jackasses around me talking on their cell phones but I was happily listening to Elliot Smith. If you're keeping score: Bob 2, world 0. Can you get a runner's high from walking up a flight of stairs? It may be time for Bobby to slim down. I've been bulking up for summer, probably not a smart idea. OK, that's all I got! I could put Buddy Rich in Tommy Lee's spot but Buddy Rich is no longer with us. Oh well. God Bless America. 4-08-03 In the words of Prince, Sometimes it Snows in April. New York City on Monday (OK, Prince wasn't really there) Snow was the big story yesterday. I've had it with the snow! I'm sick of snow. I'd like the snow to end. They said we'd get about 6 inches, I'd say we got around 3. By the time I was walking home around 6:45, it was already slush. Tomorrow, it will be a lovely New York City black. Disgusting. How about all those photos coming out of Baghdad? I love seeing our troops in Saddam's mansion. Damn evil dictators. I was wiped out yesterday. I couldn't get to sleep Sunday night for anything. I probably got around 3 or 4 hours of shuteye. I think I chilled out so much during the day that my body didn't know it was time to sleep. And that damn daylight savings time! The big NCAA game was last night. I played The Legend of Zelda. I'm moving along quite nicely thank you very much. Back to the NCAA, congrats to the winner - I find basketball to be boring. It always seems to come down to the last few seconds. Hey, now that I think about it, that's kind of exciting. That's it! Have a great day. Today's diary may seem short but did you see that photo of Prince? Well OK then. Always, Bob 4-07-03 Cripes did I have an uneventful weekend! It all started off Friday night when I came home and did absolutely nothing. That morning, there was a fire on Washington Street. A diner and about 8 apartments were ruined. What a shame. Hoboken seems to be having some bad luck right now. Saturday, I woke up around 11:30. The plan was to get my laundry and shopping out of the way so I could have a free day on Sunday. Before I did that, for the third weekend in a row I went to the going out of business sale at The Wiz. I'm still hoping to run into a $50 Tivo, ha ha. They did have 40% off all DVDs and CDs this week. I picked up a movie from 1956 called Seconds starring Rock Hudson but more on that later. It was slim pickings this week, everything was picked over, this is the last weekend I'm going to check it out. Who am I kidding, I'll be back next weekend - I love a sale! Saturday night I cooked up some Shake 'n Bake chicken legs and macaroni for dinner. The chicken legs were the consistency of rubber. I think Perdue slipped one past me, bastards. Thank goodness for the mac and cheese, I could have starved! While I was "enjoying" my dinner I watched my new DVD Seconds. Man, that was a good one! It reminded me of a low-rent Vanilla Sky. And that Rock Hudson, easy on the eyes, am I right ladies? Sunday I woke up around 11:30, damn day light savings time messed up my schedule of doing nothing. I watched some tube, hung around and before I knew it, it was 8pm. I didn't leave my apartment yesterday or for that matter, bathe. Here's a photo: Weekend Bob The red arrow on my shirt denotes the white powder from a powdered donut from much earlier in the day, OK, donuts. I find it hard to believe that I'm still single, oh well. So that's it, another one for the books! I'm going to take a shower. Have a great day! God Bless America. 4-04-03 Friday, Friday, Friday! I'm working for the WEEKEND, am I right people?! Well, that was an obnoxious start to the diary. But amazingly, I spelled obnoxious correctly on the very first try. I had a busy workweek but it was very rewarding. I'm so glad my boss is back and is on the mend. I've recently discovered that I like being busy; it's a new sensation for me, ha ha. After a long day yesterday, I got home, wrote this diary and then played a new Gamecube game -- The Legend of Zelda. It's like playing a cartoon! Bob's been playing video games for years I'll play it more over the weekend but so far, so good. I need more time to play games! I have to play the lotto tonight. I don't need to win the crazy 200 million jackpot, all I need is a few million and all will be right with the world. I was standing on the bus last night because seats were few and far between. I didn't want to be the guy to shoehorn his large butt next to someone and make both people uncomfortable all for the "luxury" of sitting down. Anyway, we get to a bus stop; I look behind me and see people getting up. I move up but have to stop and let the people in front of me off because they're walking towards me. I'm waiting for the people in front and a guy behind me says in kind of self-serving way, "You getting off?" I put my head down and had to catch myself because I had a sudden urge to snap that guy's neck like a twig. I'M WAITING FOR THE OTHER PEOPLE TO GET OFF, YOU JERK! Of course I'm going to move so you can get off! It's not my first time on the damn bus! And it wasn't like the doors closed and we were pulling away, the bus was parked and the doors were WIDE open. I'm getting upset again just thinking about it - 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2; OK I'm better. That's it! Have a great weekend! Hugs, Bob 4-03-03 Day reminder: Today is Thursday. Welcome to BobBorden.com! I took the train back to Hoboken last night. It was frustrating because the train was held in the station for about thirty minutes due to a police action. Unfortunately, a police officer in Hoboken was shot last night. I believe that was the delay. On my walk home I noticed: helicopters circling overhead, people gathering around the hospital, police cars everywhere and satellite trucks driving around looking for the story. It was surreal. As of this writing the officer's wounds weren't life threatening, thankfully. There was also another officer shot in Jersey City. Crazy. Time for a new segment to BobBorden.com, I call it, BobBorden.com's Viewer's Choice. You write to me and tell me what you'd like to see on BobBorden.com and I'll do it. Today's letter is from Mark. Mark is a frequent contributor to my message board. Mark writes (Letter edited to suit my needs): "Hello Bob, I'd like to see you drink an Imported Beer. Go on Bob, enjoy yourself; you deserve it! Your loyal reader, Mark" Thanks Mark. Well, you asked for it, you got it: Bob enjoys an Imported Beer AHHHHHHH!! Thanks Mark! I did enjoy myself. And that's how you play BobBorden.com's Viewer's Choice. Oh Sweet Elixir, houst thou love thee! I wish Hong Kong Phooey were on right now, damn TV. I'm dangerously close to buying a Tivo. I think I'm out of stuff to talk about. Hold on, let me check - yep, that's all I got! Always, Bob 4-02-03 When I got to work yesterday I remembered that I burned the Coldplay CD to my computer! I still can't find the original but at least I can listen to it. The only problem now is, I sold my CD player! "Booooooooooo, you suck Borden!" I'm sorry, I saw an opening and I took it. And now it's time for a new feature to BobBorden.com; I call it, BobBorden.com's It's the Little Things - here we go - Last night, I found a quarter on the bus. That was BobBorden.com's It's the Little Things, thank you, thank you very much. That's a true story by the way. You can't make this stuff up. I was looking at last year's diary yesterday to see what I did for April Fool's. Turns out I didn't do anything but on the 2nd day of April I did something rather interesting - I checked to see how bad my bald spot is getting. So, loving nothing more than pointing out my shortcomings, I thought I'd compare my bald spot to last year. Check it out: Bob is going bald Well, there you go. I'd say it's getting worse. I have to keep my hair very short now; I don't want to look like one of those guys trying to hide something. Oh well, I play the lotto so at least I'll be rich, someday - I hope. Special thanks to Tom; Tom, read my site yesterday and sent me an e-mail reminding me to buy dish washing liquid. Unfortunately, I still forgot. But because Tom was the ONLY person to write in, I'm going to send him a super BobBorden.com prize pack! I'm going send him a pair of cheap Sony headphones that I bought this weekend and hate. I'll probably throw in something else too. Tom, send me an address and I'll send you some stuff. Congratulations! That's it for today. Have a good one. God Bless America. 4-01-03 And now, Master Storyteller Bob Borden of BobBorden.com presents: Today's Diary. I can't even begin to tell you how tired I am. I couldn't get to sleep Sunday night to save my life. And contrary to popular belief, eating nachos and watching heavy metal videos at 3 am doesn't seem to help, live and learn. I bought the new Coldplay CD a few weeks ago and now I can't find it! It's driving me nuts! I have the case but the disc is gone, gone, gone. I'm really in the mood to listen to it too. Life is such a bittersweet game of chess interwoven with miscalculations and fear. I don't know what that last sentence means but it sounds cool. So today is April fool's day: B.F.D. I hate April Fool's Day. It was always the one day in school where every dork with half-a-brain played mindless tricks on each other. Sadly, I usually fell for those tricks. Damn childhood! I'm sick of the news channels doing stories on how they're covering the war! If I've seen that story once, I've seen it a hundred times. Cover the war, that's all you have to do! And for God's sake, don't give up our position in the field to get "the story" - I'm talking about Geraldo Rivera. What the hell is this guy doing?! Geraldo + Iraqi War coverage = Bad Idea Can someone e-mail me later today and remind me to buy dishwashing liquid tonight. My e-mail address is in my "Press" section, thanks. Where is that Coldplay CD?! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Internet Acting. Thank you, thank you very much. That's it for today. Have a great day. God Bless America.

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