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Springfield, MA (Is This On? )

October 26, 2001 Leave a comment

I now sit here drinking my Glenlivet on the rocks, freshly purchased at the Duty Free Shop on the Quebec/Vermont border. Having been to another country is surely worthy of kicking this journal back into gear. But before I do, a quick recap of where I am and where I am going.

So right to the teasers . . .

1. Gordon hears an entire sorority house singing Michael Jackson’s Man in the Mirror at the tops of their lungs!!! Do I need to explain? I don’t understand how a sorority today could have that as some sort of group singalong. I failed to realize the relevance of Michael Jackson in today’s world, I guess.

Gordon boogies like Bob Boogie!!! Gordon always boogies like Bob Boogie – just get me some dance music and a wooden floor and watch out below!!

Gordon buys a suit, looks stellar, women everywhere pass out!!! This didn’t happen quite like this. There have been no reports of women actually passing out.

Gordon atones!!! This was way back when, about a month ago. Golly I hardly remember! Anyway, this was Yom Kippur and I spent much of the day in temple.

Gordon thinks about his future!!! OK more on this later.

Gordon goes to bar for free drinks, leaves $400 richer!!! Oh yeah, scratch ticket, big fun.

So where was I? It’s hours and hours later and I am going to do my classic, wimpy, go to sleep thing. But fear not – Tad is going to sit behind me with a sharp kitchen utensil tomorrow until I finish this entry.

Just be warned – I’m pretty much skipping the past few weeks, in which I went to Baltimore for some baseball games, to a Yankees/A’s playoff game, to UMass for more partying, to some bars, to some hockey games, read a few books, ate some more Suon Le Chow Show, ate sushi in Boston Chinatown with my friend Jason, swore up and down about the A’s blowing the series (fuckin’ Jeter!), ate at the Border Cafe (they took Mexican ravioli off the menu, those bastards), played some games, visited the offices of DC Comics, and generally lamented the destruction of my Saab dashboard and yelled at my insurance company some. Ask me about any of these things next time you see me.

So come back soon (if anybody still checks this thing) and find out when I’m returning to California (and why I chose there) and begin following the cross country journey again. And of course, yes, of course . . . read about Montreal!

Au Revoir!

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Springfield, MA (Where the hell have I been?)

October 1, 2001 Leave a comment

Just in case anyone still checks this, I thought maybe it might be time to update it again. I wasn’t kidding when I said I wouldn’t be updating as often, but golly isn’t this just ridiculous?

So last I left this journal (and if I actually catch up to today, that would be amazing) I was leaving Boston to come back to Springfield.

So here is the quick Week in Review!! Which, if history is any lesson, will not be finished in this entry!!

Friday night was karate at Froggy’s in Westfield. Tad and I were going – Tad works with one of the bartenders – and since this place was down the street from my friend Christina’s place, I convinced her to cancel boring plans and come with us instead! Froggy’s is a western style roadhouse bar smack dab in the middle of Massachusetts, perhaps the last place one would expect it? With the Telethon (you remember the telethon – if not, read all about how much the stars care in this week’s People Magazine) on in the background, we did our singing thing. Tad on Margaritaville and Interstate Love Song, Christina on Let’s Give ’em Somethin’ to Talk About, me on Ballroom Blitz and Let’s Go Crazy, and finally Paradise by the Dashboard Light. So while we were bringing the house down with our brilliant karaoke stylings, Tad was getting hit on by the wrong kind of women, so we didn’t stick around long. (If I were getting hit on by the wrong kind of women, I’m sure I would have stayed, but Tad’s standards are definitely higher than mine).

On Saturday, Tad and I went to Christina’s place of business, Balise Honda, to take a look at possible replacements for Tad’s aging 1984 TransAm. He’s afraid the sporty Firebird might not be the best winter car, so why not buy a nice car like a Honda Insight? Of course, there was still the small matter of the possible purchase of his brother’s 1990 Toyota Supra. But since Christina gets a commission just for Tad showing up to look at cars, we may as well look, right? Next thing I know, Tad has a small deposit down on the Insight, just in case the Supra falls through. Now later, as it turns out, he decided the Insight was a little pricey and the deposit was transferred to a 1999 Chevy Camaro (in sleek blue, six cylinder, very quick, weren’t we looking for a winter car?). But finally, the brother came through with the Supra Turbo and all this car shopping was over!

After the big car shopping trip, I got my crap together and went up to UMass for the evening to visit my friend Aura (she’s Dana’s sister – those astute readers will note that I stayed with Dana in Chicago – you may recall I almost killed her dog. Those non-astute readers will wonder when the heck I was in Chicago). I got up to the school around about 3:00 and proceeded to start playing with the computer. First I had to find a streaming video of Fatboy Slim’s Weapon of Choice video (Have you seen this yet? SEE IT!!) for Aura. I did this, and she proceeded to watch it about 5 or 6 times, then show everyone who came in the room as well.

Then I finally got Aura to leave and go downtown to get a slice of Antonio’s Pizza! Antonio’s Pizza! When compared to Antonio’s, all other pizza sucks. Some pizzas suck less when compared to Antonio’s, say Rinaldi’s in Longmeadow, Lena’s in Hartford, this place whose name I never remember in Boston . . . but it’s all just levels of crap next to Antonio’s. Heck, there’s a pizza place in Tempe, Arizona started by two former UMass students – they got the recipes from Antonio and worked there to learn how to make the pizza exactly the same way – they have pictures of people sitting outside on North Pleasant Street eating Antonio’s Pizza. Their pizza sucks, too. Antonio’s has slices of everything – anything you can want, they have. They don’t have it? They’ll make it. Their pizzas are by the slice – sure, you can get a whole pizza, but they charge more for a whole pizza than they do by the slice. OK I’ve just reread this last paragraph. It is a total rant – it makes no sense. Let me continue. They put toppings on these pizzas, and when you take a bite, the toppings NEVER MOVE. You can hold the slices upside down and shake them, and the toppings WON’T FALL OFF. It’s astounding, in fact scary – it’s some sort of magic topping glue. I’ve never seen anything like it.

After our snack, we went to a bookstore so Aura could get some books for one of her classes, then shmied around a bit, then finally back to the dorm. At this point, I stuck the 10 volumes of Strangers in Paradise under her nose and told her to get down to business. We were going to be having dinner later with about 11 of her housemates . . .

. . . and the continuing adventures of Gordon in Massachusetts will follow sometime after, as I am off to Tad’s hockey game now. Come back, dear readers, for these exciting highlights!!!

Gordon hears an entire sorority house singing Michael Jackson’s Man in the Mirror at the tops of their lungs!!!
Gordon boogies like Bob Boogie!!!
Gordon buys a suit, looks stellar, women everywhere pass out!!!
Gordon atones!!!
Gordon thinks about his future!!!
Gordon goes to bar for free drinks, leaves $400 richer!!!
. . . . and more!!!!

Same Bat-Channel, Obviously a different Bat-Time!!!

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