Dead Poets Society

So Jim and I went to see Cullen perform at the Essex theater last night.  He was playing Neil Perry, the student in Dead Poets Society that kills himself at the end.  Man oh man!  I have to say, I think this was Cullen's best performance yet (but that's a hard decision to make because I really like him as Arab in West Side Story...hard to compare the two roles really...you know, singing and dancing vs. drama).  Anyway - I have to say, he made me cry.  He did such a good job and I know I'm a bit biased and all but the whole cast got a standing ovation.  It was just so good.  I can't wait to see how well he does at Minnesota.

And that's about all I have right now.  I've taken my walk and am about to head out to the grocery.  I'll come home from there and work on schedules for a bit and then maybe enjoy the sunshine outside.  It's going to be a scorcher, however, so I don't know how long I'll last.

Ooh, listen to this:  So Jim's job sucks.  He works for a local rental company located in the area he grew up in.  The two guys that own it (brothers) are sort of childhood acquaintances.  The one brother he reports to most is a total and complete ASSHOLE!!!  I mean, this is a guy that A) shouldn't be working with others because he doesn't know how to deal/talk to them and B) shouldn't be in charge of a group of workers because he is so pissy and is constantly bitching about their work, belittling them, slamming doors etc.  Recently, I've been convinced that they are trying to drive Jim to quit (I guess they don't want to just fire him).  I don't know why.  Well, that's not true, I do know why.  It's because Jim is a bit of a perfectionist and when he does a job, he wants it done right (um, a good quality).  These dickheads, however, just want the job done in the shortest time possible without regard to the customer.  So Jim's been looking and looking and applying and applying to jobs everywhere.  To no avail.  Well, today, Jim goes in to work, clocks in, gets his jobs for the day and starts to head out.  The asshole follows Jim out to the parking lot and tells Jim...wait for it...how pleased he is with Jim's work this week.  How great he's been doing, what a kick-ass job he's been doing.  He said he realized that Jim's forte is painting (uh, DUH douchebag...you knew that hiring him) and from now on, he's going to keep Jim on painting (Jim's told him this is what he should be doing).  When Jim told me this, I said, "Okay, now, go ask for a raise!"  I kid - sort of...these cheap bastards wouldn't think of rewarding someone like that...it's hard enough getting a kind word from them.

Okay and that's it.  Oh, one last thing.  Can I just tell you how much I hate locusts during this time of year!?  They are so loud and obnoxious.  I wish they'd all DIE!  OH!  When I lay out, it's so hard to concentrate because they drone on and on and on!  When will they stop, I can never remember.  I'm not going to have to wait til September, am I?  Stupid f%&king locusts!

K - now I'm out.  Later!  Oh, wait, one last thing - I just finished a GREAT book which I will review on my blog but if you're looking for something terrific to read, it's called "The Forgotten Garden" by Kate Morton...so good! K - now I'm done.