Long Weekends Rule

I am taking tomorrow off work. Well, off my paying job. I have creative work to do, but that is a vacation as far as I’m concerned.

Yesterday I didn’t blog. I worked in our Long Island office, so I had four hours of commuting. Coming back the train was so crowded I had to stand for half the trip. That’s rare for a reverse commute (heads to the city after work whereas most head out of the city after work). It’s common for the subway. I don’t know where everybody was going. Based on the behavior of the riders I figured there must be some redneck concert at the Garden or something. There were many young people drinking 20 ounce cans of cheap beer and screaming. Joy.

Because of the threat of thunderstorms I didn’t walk over to the nearby building with the good cafeteria for lunch, so I ate at the one in the basement of our building. I had a chef salad, which in this case is iceberg lettuce (the lightest color, no real green) and sliced ham, turkey and Swiss cheese. I like the texture of iceberg lettuce, but it doesn’t have any flavor and very little nutritional value. For dinner I had some peanut butter and banana on Finn Crisps. I had a pear for a snack. I walked about a mile and a half – the thunderstorms never materialized.

Today I had some peanut butter on Finn Crisps (no banana) for lunch with some raw vegetables. I had an apple for a snack in the afternoon. Tonight I had some edamame hummus, chicken wings and chunky tomato soup. I will have some pineapple for a snack. Today I walked a mile.

I found a site today that analyzes a writing sample to tell you who you write like (http://iwl.me/s/d7939cdb). I put in the last half dozen or so blog posts and had them analyzed. The most frequent comparison was to David Foster Wallace. I had to look him up, but he apparently was a good writer (he committed suicide two years ago). A couple of times it compared me to Stephen King. Ok, for a mass fiction writer his style is not bad. Once it compared me to Mario Puzo. That I don’t get at all. Anyone reading my blog ever think about the Mafia? And another sample was compared to Dan Brown. That one hurt a little, but I would trade bank accounts with him. As the very erudite Stephen Fry once said of Mr. Brown’s DaVinci Code, “It is complete loose stool-water. It is arse gravy of the worst kind.” Now there’s a recipe.