FRIDAY UPDATE: OK, let's see if we can help the IE users out there...is this any better folks? I changed the dark blue to the gray background.
Yeee man... the weekend is upon us...
It appears the situation with some of you seeing a dark background is related to using IE. Honestly, Firefox is a much more stable browser. I am trying to find a fix within my template to help.
Got this email today. It says I should pass it via email. I think I will reach more people here:
Dear Friend,
If you have participated in the National Marrow Donor Program®'s (NMDP) Thanks Mom awareness and donor recruitment campaign, thank you. You are giving hope to patients who need a marrow transplant.
Only a few days remain
Through May 19, 2008 you can still say "Thanks, Mom!" and help thousands of people who search the Registry for a life-saving donor.
Update your contact information
Please remember to update your contact information if you have moved, your health has changed or your contact information has changed. Members of the Registry need to be contacted immediately if a patient needs them.
Thank you for making our 2008 Thanks Mom campaign a success!
National Marrow Donor Program
Yeee man... the weekend is upon us...
It appears the situation with some of you seeing a dark background is related to using IE. Honestly, Firefox is a much more stable browser. I am trying to find a fix within my template to help.
Got this email today. It says I should pass it via email. I think I will reach more people here:
Dear Friend,
If you have participated in the National Marrow Donor Program®'s (NMDP) Thanks Mom awareness and donor recruitment campaign, thank you. You are giving hope to patients who need a marrow transplant.
Only a few days remain
Through May 19, 2008 you can still say "Thanks, Mom!" and help thousands of people who search the Registry for a life-saving donor.
- Forward this e-mail to encourage your family and friends to join free -- during the Thanks Mom campaign.
- Give a gift today to give hope to patients. It costs the NMDP $52 to add a donor to the Registry. Your tax-deductible gift in any amount extends funding so more donors can join -- especially those who cannot afford to cover the cost to join.
Update your contact information
Please remember to update your contact information if you have moved, your health has changed or your contact information has changed. Members of the Registry need to be contacted immediately if a patient needs them.
Thank you for making our 2008 Thanks Mom campaign a success!
National Marrow Donor Program
HOLY CRAPOLA! It was not even the season finale and the producers of LOST threw another hard curveball at us fans.
Just in case someone has not seen it yet, I will refrain from talking of it. All I can say is ....HOLY CRAPOLA!!!!
Just in case someone has not seen it yet, I will refrain from talking of it. All I can say is ....HOLY CRAPOLA!!!!
Thought we would leave you with a little taste of the past....This is the first of three installments of something I call "Boy From New York City"
If you would like to read the other two, you can find them along the right sidebar under the Monday Matinee Header. It is formatted as it was back then...including the baby Couches, when we didn't have so many readers..November 27th, 2006 - actually the very first Monday Matinee On The Couch
If you would like to read the other two, you can find them along the right sidebar under the Monday Matinee Header. It is formatted as it was back then...including the baby Couches, when we didn't have so many readers..November 27th, 2006 - actually the very first Monday Matinee On The Couch
"BOY FROM NEW YORK CITY"
This is the first installment of what we have decided to call...MONDAY MATINEE ON THE COUCH
To quote from the Grateful Dead's song Truckin'...
"WHAT A LONG STRANGE TRIP IT'S BEEN..."
Boy From New York City
By Manhattan Transfer
Composers: George Davis & John Taylor
Then about a year later we got offered a job with a huge salary... never would we have to worry about money again...$11,000.00!
That was when it was decided that a move into Manhattan with a commuter friend of mine, Frank was in order. We had a loft on 22nd Street in between 1st and 2nd avenues. Great location, 10 blocks from my office, so within walking distance.
We flipped a coin and THE COUCH won, getting the bedroom downstairs and Frank had the loft. It had 2 bathrooms a nice size living room and a good kitchen for me to cook in.
In both the living room and bedroom were sliding glass doors onto an iron balcony that was about 2 feet wide, but HEY, you could stand outside!
The building had an interesting mix of occupants. On the first floor was an apartment with 5 flight attendants (they were stewardesses back then).
On our floor, we had a pimp who lived there with one of his ladies, two drug dealers and a "Call Girl." She lived next door.
She had an apartment where she worked from on Sutton Place. This apartment was her home, and she never did business there.
THE COUCH NOTE: Sutton Place in Manhattan was a very upscale street with million dollar townhomes, even back then.
We actually became friends with her and would have her over for dinner on those nights she was not working. Nothing ever happened...she was actually very educated and a great person.
In our building was an upscale health club that had a sun area below us. We lived on the top floor...floor six.
Out our balcony we looked upon a 20 story apartment building. It was probably 40 yards away. One weekend, one of my HS buddies was in the city to go out and hit the clubs with me.
Sunday morning THE COUCH woke up and walked into the living room to find him sitting on the couch staring out the glass doors.
Asking what he was looking at, he turned with this huge smile on his face. "Your neighbor across the way is cleaning her apartment and she is stark naked."
"Has she seen you?" we asked. "Absolutely, she was not naked at first and she looked across and waved and then went out of sight and came back naked" was his reply.
As he said that, she reappeared. AND WAVED AGAIN...
This became a routine for her each Saturday. One Saturday, well let's just say we did not let her clean alone...
And one New Year's Eve she and her roommate were having a party and so were we, and we waved and they came over for a drink at one point...we never talked again...but Saturdays...ahhh Saturdays!
There was another weekend..that sticks in my mind. It was mid day and there was a bang at the door.
Being the only one home THE COUCH got up from watching a Yankee game on TV and looked through the peep hole. Not seeing anything we opened the door. There on the ground was a woman, who was obviously drunk.
We looked down the hall and it was empty. At that moment the door at the other end of the floor opens and here comes Roger (the pimp - who was always pleasant and always said hello).
He stops in his tracks and say "Having a problem there Vinny?"
"Not me man, she was here when I opened the door."
He kneels down and says "Ah, I saw her, she is from down the hall, she came in for the weekend from Toronto and is at Steve's" (a guy who lived on our floor, who I really did not know).
"Well what do we do?" was my question.
At that point Roger notices a wad of bills in her bra, removes them and hands me $100.00 and says "Go back inside, I will deal with it." and proceeds to lift her to take her back to the other apartment.
Cue music... da da da dum dum the stores...da da da dum dum times square...da da da dum dum (hello) city life...
We began dating a woman at work - she was actually married, though separated. But then we also started dating one of the flight attendants.
Frank's dad got sick at one point and they brought him into NYC to a hospital a few blocks from us. This meant that his mom moved in with us for over two months.
This put some pressure on our relationship and when his dad was released from the hospital Frank moved out and one of my fraternity brothers moved in.
Around this time, we also changed jobs and the "affair" with the married lady ended.
The relationship with the flight attendant also ended and she started dating my new roommate. It was a tad awkward at first, but they were happy and there was another woman in our life, another woman going through a divorce and who we worked with. This got serious and at a point, she moved in.
And then the flight attendant moved in also. The four of us living together.. sort of cozy wouldn't you say!
Now, none of them could cook a lick, so that was my responsibility. One night it was late when THE COUCH arrived home from work, and when we walked in the three of them were smiling like cheshire cats. "We have dinner all ready, we wanted to surprise you, it just needs to be cooked."
Well this was a welcome thing, as the day had taken a lot out of us. So, walking into the kitchen something looks odd. They had "prepared" chicken parmigiana.
Only problem is they had layered raw chicken and covered it with cheese and gravy!
We ate very late that night as we had to take it all apart, clean the chicken and then start from scratch. It was the last time any of them were allowed in the kitchen except to clean up!
These were happy times.. but they would not last....
More to come...
Thanks for sitting on THE COUCH, hope you enjoyed your stay.
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