Good Afternoon—December 29, 2011

As mentioned in the post below this, I'm going to start doing this blog live, rather than posting it a day later. One thing I'm going to do is put up a post every day between 4pm and 6pm and let you know what time I think I'm going out. Usually when I'm working it'll be sometime between 10pm and 12am, but since I have tonight off, be looking for the first post around 7:30 pm tonight. Oh and in addition, these afternoon posts will include a totally random photo off the internet and a random link for your enjoyment. See you later tonight!

Today's Random Photo:

Today's Random Linkage.

MAD Blog Announcement

My work schedule is going to be changing in a month or so and I’ll write about that when it happens. I was going to change the style of this blog somewhat when that happened, but I’ve decided to do it now.

People have repeatedly asked me if I could do the blog “live,” meaning put up multiple posts pretty much as they happen instead of waiting and putting up one long post the next day. I’ve always thought that it would be interesting to try that out and was waiting for my schedule change to do it.

Well last week, while in Peoria, I kind of did it in that style and people really seemed to like it and I did too. It was a lot more fun for me, kind of like doing improv, so that’s the way that MAD will be done from here on in. And no, it’s not the end of short stories or longer posts, just a little different presentation. Something to shake off the cobwebs a little.

I think the way I’ll do it is put up an afternoon post every day saying roughly when I’ll be going out and then later on, it’s MAD, almost live...from New York City! You can follow me live, or if it’s too late for you, just check in the morning for the entire nightly updates. And nothing’s in cement, except my shoes. And now, it’s time to swim with the fishes. Since I don’t have to work tonight, look for update’s to start happening around 7 PM. I hope to see you then, I'll also be announcing updates via Twitter and facebook.

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Bonus Presents from Al Rizo in Miami!

MAD commenter and 365 Bar’s co-pilot, Al Rizo sent me a very nice Christmas package. Check it out below!

Last night when I came home I found this package propped up against my door.

Inside was a nice note from Al wishing me a Merry Christmas and all these goodies from Florida and Cuba! Coasters, swizzle sticks, matches and a bar back towel from Sloppy Joe's in Key West!

Thanks so much, Al! When you finally get out here to New York, the drinks are on me!

(Artwork by "Boris.")

Goodnight, Everybody

I know that you’ll feel better when you send us in your letter,
and tell us the name of your, your favorite vega-table.

Further Reading: City Of Peoria, Esquire and Home.

Surprise link, click on it...I dare you!

Home At Last

The plane is circling for the landing, I'm anxious to get home!

There wasn't a line at the cab stand and the sun is setting as we head into Manhattan.

And here I am at my building withthe festive wreath on it. Hmm...the door looks like something, but I can't quite put my finger on it.

And here's my door, I'm going to go in and collapse on my futon. Drinking Traveling all day can sure wear a guy out.

Aaaahhhhh! (And Gumby's consorting with him, the goddamned traitor!)

Beverages...

I drink them two at a time once I'm up in the air surrounded by assholes that won't stop texting to speak to me and smell of McRib Sandwiches. The laptop's almost out of juice, the next post will be from home. Sweet home.

New York City Bound

Okay, I just settled in and the old couple next to me is eating a huge bag of McDonald's and really stinking the joint up. I think I smell McRib in the air and I'm about to heave.

I don't like my in-flight neighbor. I said hi to him and he didn't look up from his texting device. Asshole.

I'd like to slice off his ear, deep fry it and then serve it to him like a potato chip with a hearing drum inside of it. But that's just me. I wish the beverage cart would get here.

Chicago

Okay, I've got like twenty minutes to drink about six drinks at this generic airport bar in Chicago.

Cheers, see you in  the sky.

The Buddy Holly Special

We've been told to turn off all electronic devices, but I thought I'd get all Alec Baldwin on their ass and take this photo in spite of the instruction. I call these small plains, " Buddy Holly Specials." And I promise, if it goes down, I'll be singing, "Rave On." It's a crazy feeling!