The tales of a 30 something gay stand-up comic living in NYC who is searching for his soul mate or soul...which ever comes first.

Sunday, October 19, 2003

World Series Interruptions

So I'm sitting here, watching the World Series, realizing that if this is the way the game is going to be played, the Florida Marlins haven't got a chance of winning this. They are just playing so poorly tonight, and even though I am a Yankees fan, I'd at least like to see a decent game.

Friday night, dinner at Vivo in Cleveland before seeing the show at the Playhouse Square. I've seen Eddie Izzard do so much better, and I just don't think this was his best show. John and I met Holly and Pat at the show and we went for drinks afterwards. Holly I honestly have to say was the most fabulous looking person in the theater (maybe even out dressing Eddie). She truly looked dressed to kill. After going out for drinks, John and I, who had both been up since before 5 were ready to go to sleep. So back to my place.

Saturday at Cedar Point was a bit stressful at first. The lines were absolutely horrendous, with the shortest line being 45 minutes. Top Thrill Dragster had a line of over 3 hours, and the Millennium Force was running at 2 hours. Needless to say we didn't get to ride all the rollercoasters because of it. Next year I'm going to visit in May when all the high school kids are still in school. The lines are nearly non-existent at that point.

So today, John left this morning, just before 10:00. Was it nice to see him? Yes. I've always enjoyed his company, but realized over time that it was his friendship I loved and valued, but we just grew apart while living apart. It still is a little wierd between the two of us, but time is helping with that weirdness.

Now...back to the writing.


 
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