I’m coming awake this morning thinking maybe my life is not so bad after all.

I slept all the way through the night for a change. Maybe that has something to do with it. Usually I sleep four hours and wake up and lay there, feeing grim. Not last night. Let me think. What was different about yesterday that prompted a full night’s sleep? Nothing much. I dined out for a change: a two cheeseburger meal deal at McDonald’s. The office was closed for some odd reason…so I headed back to Scruffy and took a nap. Then around seven I made myself a salad and chugged some wine…I mean sipped…I mean gulp sipped.

Around nine I crashed and slept all the way through the night…

Go figure.

So I’m waking up feeling pretty good

It’s Friday the 19th. Not the 13th. Any Friday that’s not the 13th you’re starting out ahead of the game.

I’m not superstitious, except I am.

Six a.m.. Fog’s pouring through the Golden Gate.

Here in Sausalito it’ll be sunny. Sunny but cool. That’s good. I like it cool these days. All that heat was okay when I was a kid. Today I’m just an Old Fart and I prefer it cool out.

Henrietta’s still floating.

Boat rescued soldiers at Dunkirk.

Now she’s hanging hollow.

But she’s still floating.

Good.

Old Woman’s boat’s still tarped. Wonder if she’s in there. You never know.

I’m betting she’s in there!

Bird’s waiting for a snack.

Gets here early. Is six am early for a bird?

Wonder where his wife went.

Probably fucking around behind his back.

No. That’s human behavior.

Birds have morals.

Should I make my bed? Maybe later. Say I don’t make my bed. does it matter? Nobody but me gives a damned if I make my bed or not. I don’t give a damn.

Time for a cup of Joe.

Bloomberg News

I got the Bloomberg Business News on while I make coffee. Not because I’m a business guy. Because it’s the only channel on the radio that comes in clear.

Two Boom Boxes. One get’s Bloomberg News. The other one gets the Disco Station.

Bird does not give a damn.

Warren Buffett Hospitalized

So the Bloomberg dudes are talking Business. Tom Sweeny and Tom Keene. Sweeny wants to know the difference between Goldman Sachs and Morgan Stanley. They know the difference. This is filler. They want me to know there’s not a hell of a lot of difference between Morgan Stanley and Goldman Sachs. One of them’s the Big Dog, that’s all. Which one’s the big dog? I don’t remember. I’ll check it out later.

Now they’re talking Golf. They love to talk Golf. They get all giddy when they talk Golf. This is just filler. But it gives Sweeny a chance to talk the good old days when he caddied for Sam Snead.

Now they’re talking the market. The dow’s up today.

Overall it’s down.

But it’s up this morning. That’s why they’re so cheery. Today is good. Today the Dow’s up a little.

Overall It’s down.

Way down.

NEWS FLASH! NEWS FLASH!

The breaking news guy cuts in with breaking news.

Warren Buffett has been hospitalized.

Nobody knows why. All they know, he’s been taken to the hospital. Nobody knows his condition.

I’m thinking big fucking deal. He’s 92 years old. How long must he live?

But it’s a big deal for Bloomberg News.

In the business news world Warren Buffett is a god.

Not the God.

A god.

And a very big god. He’s….what do they call him?

The Oracle Of Omaha.

So he’s in the hospital and he might make it or he might not make it. Nobody knows for sure. Only God knows.

Not A god.

The God.

CORRECTION! CORRECTION! CORRECTION!

Breaking news guy eases back on air.

He’s got a correction to make.

Warren Buffett has NOT been Hospitalized.

James Buffett has been hospitalized.

Wait a minute!

JIMMY BUFFETT?

Not this guy…

This guy!

How could Bloomberg News make such a stupid mistake?

Yet they did. And they apologize.

Now I’m concerned. I have more invested in Jimmy Buffett than I do in Warren Buffett.

Although I wish them both long lives and the best of health.

Warren’s already had a long life.

I guess you could say the same about Jimmy Buffett. He’s seventy five, I think.

“Growing old is not for sissies, I promise you.”

Jimmy Buffett

Drive to the gym

I like to hit the gym early.

Split the marina before Raul the Harbormaster gets up.

Fire up the prius and head out. Get an early start on my day.

Not that I have anything to do today. What the hell. I can still get a early start.

I’m feeling pretty good. And I’m beating it before Raul gets up.

Prius still running okay.

Shit. I even kind of like the logos.

My boss went insane but what the fuck. Prius still running fine.

Count your blessings, Gloomy!

Put on my favorite CD for the ride to the gym.

It’s called BACHELOR PAD ROYALE.

Midnight Music for cool cats.

Back side’s got a sexy broad, taking a call.

“The perfect musical nightcap for private dicks and dames!”

Don’t know who came up with that one.

Inside is leopard skin.

Nice.

First song is the Route 66 theme song by Nelson Riddle.

Nice!

Early crowd at the gym

I get in there and find the usual punks working out before high school.

What’s wrong with these punks?

When I was their age I was smoking pot at the beach.

New generation’s gone to hell.

I get on a machine to avoid the punks.

All the t.v.s are busted. I’ve been complaining but nobody’s fixed them.

This channel is frozen on a heartworm medication commercial.

It’s enough to make an old fart slam his fist through the screen!

Slow down, man.

Slow down and work out.

In the Shower Room I find the weird dude and his dog.

Seems like he’s always in there.

I mean, this is supposed to be a respectable gym.

I’ve yet to complain to the staff.

I figure the Mill Valley Tree Hugger Commie Leftist staff that runs this gym allows this weird dude’s dog in here because it’s a SERVICE DOG.

Anyway, who am I to complain?

I’m kind of a service dog myself….

I’ll complain if I come down with fleas.

The Office

I get to the office. It’s around nine.

So far so good.

I guess I’m still having a good day.

Same crowd, different day.

Punks on their phones.

They’re in here early.

Maybe they’re cutting school.

I guess there’s hope for the younger generation after all!

I’m thinking about Jimmy Buffett

I hope he pulls through.

Shit.

I’ll leave you with my favorite Jimmy Buffett song.