Turn on your news channels…Part of Canada, all of NYC and plenty of other surrounding towns are with out power.
I remember about 7 years ago half the country lost power because one of the main computers went down, so the outages were every other block where I was.

I had a nice long nap (Kelly warned me that she won’t be letting me sleep while they are here), now I am waiting on a screen writer who is consulting with me on his next project, as well as I am having a session right after he leaves, and then off to da’ club.

It was so cute…the manager of where we fhang out said “Where the hell have you been?!” When Jacque and I dropped in. Yesterday morning I even had a concerned call from one of our bartender friends there asking if we were okay because we hadn’t been to the club in a week. How sweet.

I wish all my luck on those friends of mine stuck in the heat of New York with no power, and I hope none are stuck in elevators.

The slave has gone. I am thinking of a slave name for him…I think it should be “pickle” Jacque didn’t like it, but it is really my slave, and her’s by my sharing.