hiatus

Sorry for the hiatus. My nephew was in town for the past couple of days and, boy, am I wiped. I managed, nonetheless, to go out with am Iranian neuroscientist from Rutgers (studying hippocampal physiology if you can believe that), named Fastlip. SBL wrote to me one night mentioning his presence. Anyway, after a very bad day, my date with Fastlip did nothing to cheer me up. He is an Iranian guy who hates Iran and Iranian food! I have never.

To top it all off, we were arguing about Woody Allen (whether he is a sick man or not) and, in the course of our argument, he said "what? you are judging Woody for something you read in the Post?". Fucker. It was all over then. And he knew it. Why are these guys such assholes?

Then, to top it all off (as if it needed a topping), I come home to a phone message from imPerfect: "Hey, call me back, if you are home that is, call me'. That in and of itself was sweet - then I notice that he has also left me a text message one hour later than his phone message. It reads:

"Hey fuckmunch. What are you out getting some? Pick up!"

What the hell? Does this even deserve any response? The kicker is that he gave me his thesis script to read for comments and I have comments (oh, do I have comments) for him and now, after that message, I do not even feel like talking to him....