Bon Mots and Cheap Shots

Loneliness has followed me my whole life

My Pledge to Dogs is kicking the shit out of PBE in hits.  I think I’m on to something.  Lots of people have signed on, no need to fear being one of the first now.  And I’ve added a Hall of Shame.  There’s so many contenders for this one.  It won’t be my usual longer writing style.  Did you know they say a blog isn’t supposed to go past the fold?  We’re rulebreakers here at PBE.

Apparently 8-14% of the local population is sick right now with the flu.  Add me into that mix.  Really I didn’t have a chance.  I tried my best.  I was at the Cult of Red’s big event in Anaheim with 8000 other real estate people.  That was like being in a crowded subway train for 96 straight hours.  Not to mention the drive down and back.  Only to come home and find the office receptionist sick as a dog.  All the Airborne in the world wasn’t going to save me from this one.  The dry cough started Friday morning and I was napping by 2pm.  My natural temperature runs around 96.4ish.  That’s consistently what it is at the Blood Bank.  So when it hits 100, I’m sick.  Really sick.  I got up on Friday long enough to walk Duke and tell my wine tasting buddy that I was down for the count and went back to bed.  I think I was up a sum total of 5 hours on Saturday, in two hour increments.  Including Duke’s walk.  I had my mother put Duke on the patio and I stayed out of her house in hopes of not spreading the crud.  The fever broke Saturday night and I had an open house yesterday.  In the rain.  But I walked away with two good leads and a new listing.  And trust me, it’s hard to talk to people and get leads when you feel like crap.  Oh yeah, and I took a listing yesterday.  This one’s priced right and hopefully will move quickly.

The only problem with being sick and not having cable is that you run out of Netflix to watch.  And I did.  So I headed to my personal collection which is really a good reason why I am a menace to society.  I’m not one of those people who goes out and buys a lot of movies.   I probably own 10 total.  Pulp Fiction, Reservoir Dogs, Taxi Driver, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, Young Frankenstein, Scarface, Raising Arizona and a Fish Called Wanda.  I think that just about tells you everything you need to know about me.  I went with Taxi Driver.  But before I watched the movie I looked over at the features and in 1999 they did a Making of Taxi Driver.  That was the most interesting thing I’ve watched in a while.  Scorcese discussing the art, the author discussing the theme of loneliness, Jodi Foster discussing Hinkley, the FBI coming to Schraeder after Reagan was shot.   How they set up a lot of the shots and the story of the prostitutute who was prototype for Iris.  Here’s a hint, she’s in the film too.  It’s always been one of my favorite movies, but it was pretty interesting to hear how they put it together.  And Bernard Hermann who wrote the music died of heart failure the night after he finished recording the score.   Tom Scott was the saxophonist.  I love that guy.  I think this is one of the most brilliant pieces of music of modern times.

I know I’ve talked about Carole Rodoni before.  Really smart lady.  She is the only analyst I listen to on the subject of Bay Area real estate.  She’s smart and she’s tough and she’s 5’1″.  And my office had her come in and speak to us on Friday.  She’s on CNBC and writes for the Wall Street Journal, but Friday she was at the Cult of Red giving us her predicitions.  She’s been pretty right on.  The one she missed was she thought the interest rates were going to tick up at the end of last year.  Bernacke had other ideas so that didn’t happen.  She doesn’t believe in the double dip and she doesn’t believe the shadow inventory conspiracy theories.  She does think that we are in trouble if oil hits $120 a barrel.  I agree.  We don’t have a right to other country’s oil and we really need to stop being dependant on it.  And Obama had a swing and a miss in Egypt, hopefully he got Libya right.  I just don’t know if letting a country that only knows dictatorship run themselves is a great idea.  I think it needs to be a lot more gradual than that.  Anyway, Carole has the distinction of repeating one of my favorite lines about Pelosi who has had so many facelifts that she has a permanent smile handing to gavel over to Boehner who is crying.  She says that these people are number three to take over the Presidency and this is what the world saw.  She’s right, it’s embarrassing.

Speaking of facelifts, I was in Peet’s the other day and the lady behind me started talking to me about my shirt.  Yeah, my shirt.  I wear Thomas Pink shirts and have quite a collection.  They are all Egyptian cotton (is that now an endangered species?) and I have them professionally cleaned and I use collar stays and they always look pretty decent.  She had such a tight facelift that her face wasn’t moving when she was talking to me.  It was like a plastic doll was talking to me.  It freaked me out so bad that I couldn’t respond.  I just stood there like a cigar store Indian.

My dogs have been really good since I’ve been sick.  Saturday it was warm enough to leave the back door open yet they all came in and spent the day sleeping with me, instead of barking at things both seen and unseen, which is the normal MO around here.  Not on Saturday.  Ike guarded the back door, Rita guarded the bedroom door and Bubba guarded me.  Speaking of which, it’s been 9 months since Ike came here.  He was a trainwreck and I didn’t think he’d live 10 days.  We’re on track to hit 10 months now.  He runs now.  And he’s a really good boy and thanks to every one who helped me get him started on the road to a better life.

One Comment

  • dolphyngyrl

    You know, I haven’t gotten sick yet this winter (and I use the term “winter” loosely). I’m totally blaming this on my Rockstar Recovery addiction. There’s a shit-ton of Bs in that. Another tip: Jamba Juice Cold Buster. Or I’m maybe just awesome. 🙂

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