Zenyatta Mondatta

That is my favorite Police album. Second only to Regatta de Blanc.

Yes, I know I'm supposed to be fascinated with this whole Anna Nicole thing, but she was a train wreck with an entire pharmacy running through her blood. You KNOW that wouldn't end on a good note. I think of it as Anna, Daniel, and her oil-hubby are now reunited. She should have never had that baby. And, come to think of it, if she were doing as many drugs as they said she was? There's a good chance that infant will die soon, too. Sad, but that's how it goes.

The big news for me is I'm watching the clock with SUPREME anticipation for 8 o'clock to arrive. The Police, one of my favorite bands of all time, are reuniting on the Grammys tonight. I can't wait I can't wait I can't WAIT! If they play "Shadows in the Rain" I will WEEP AND FALL ON THE FLOOR FROM JOY. The only thing better than Sting, Andy and Stewart back together is Joe Strummer coming back from the dead. I'd have THAT footage up and running on YouTube in about 15 minutes flat.

So, that's pretty much it. That's all I'm wanting at the moment. That, and some snow. Come on, Mama Nature, it's February. Gimme some snow. A dusting, an inch. Enough to cover my hat.

Workwise, my new place continues to be good. That HOLE continues to taunt me. I still have not received my W2, only a badly faxed version that you can barely read. I also just received my Aetna switch-over Cobra coverage. If I don't reply by February 15, I will lose coverage. They were supposed to send this to me on December 5, 2006. That's 2 months ago. ASSHOLES I tell you. I've called a lawyer and let's see what happens. Three phone calls to payroll netted me bullshit excuses, four phone calls to HR got me ignored, and another call on Friday to a new admin got me switched from the national desk to an operator then on hold, then hung up on. Nice. But typical. They treat their employees like shit when they work there, then they rub it in even further when you leave.

Now it's time for me to bring in the big guns. NYS labor board, IRS, and I've even written a letter to Spitzer and the Better Business Bureau. If he can't steamroll Shelly Silver, maybe he can go over the mannequin, the Ugly Version of Eva Longoria, and Dickhead himself, the Bald Snake. Should I have any tax penalty because THEY screwed things up?

I'M GOING TO NAIL THEM TO THE WALL. Now, I have legal grounds. They are breaking city and state laws.

Stay posted, kiddies! Should be lively.