I've been suffering from insomnia..........AGAIN. I stay up and watch awful television until I can feel tired enough to drag myself into bed. Then I lay there for awhile because the walk to the bedroom woke me up enough for my brain to start up again.
The other night I was going through this whole tricking my tired self dance when a commercial came on that I found disturbing. It started like this:
"If you were born between the years of 1918-1963, you have to get your funeral arrangements in order."
Then it went on to end the commercial by saying:
"If you are between the ages of 40-85, why leave your family to suffer through your loss with a financial burden."
Ok, so not only am I almost 40, but I'm almost dead.
So, last night we went to a comedy show. One of our favorite comedians, Patton Oswalt, was performing. He rocked, as always. But after the show I recognized another comedian and this is what happened:
Me: (grabbed the guy by the shoulders and said) Ian, look who it is!!
Ian: (confused then recognition with smile) Oh, wow. Hey.
Me: It's Randy Rhoads.
anyway, we stood there and talked for awhile. It was great. He was really sweet and funny. But, walking to the car I realized that I said the wrong name. His name is Tom Rhodes NOT Randy Rhodes.
Me: Holy shit, Ian!! His name is Tom Rhodes, not Randy . SHIT!!
Ian: Is that what you called him? (laugh laugh) Randy Rhoads is the dead guitar player for Ozzy Osborne.
Me: Oh NO!! I feel like a fucking idiot. Maybe he didn't hear me.
I worried for the rest of the night. I'm a worrier. That's what I do.
Friday, October 24, 2003
