FALLING DOWN AND GOING BOOM

I've never been very smart when it comes to "healing" or whatever. I had a cup of tea and some rice -- then, when I was feeling pretty good -- I had a cheese sandwich and a Diet Coke. I guess when one has been sick for a good 24 hours one should drink some water. And, I guess a cup of tea isn't really good enough. I never really thought much about it. I felt better. ...so, when I woke up bright and early this morning. I was all psyched to be getting back to my fab gay job! Sure, I felt a tad weak and a little sluggish -- but I had been pretty sick. So, I ate my cup of oatmeal and was out the door at 6am! I boarded the MUNI M train and took note that I needed to buy my May pass today. As per the way of the M train, we were instructed to exit the train at West Portal and board the L train that was coming up behind us. I remember feeling kind of odd and annoyed that my iPod was playing music I did not want to hear. Next thing I know --- I am lying on the grimy floor of the M train. My head hurts and Toni Basil is screeching about Mickey somewhere not too far from my head. A sweet little lady was standing over me asking me if I was OK. At least I think that is what she was asking. She was not speaking English.

Then a beefy MUNI guy was helping me up and I spent the next hour chatting with two MUNI reps and a couple of "medics" doing my very best to talk them out of forcing me to go to the city hospital -- especially as I still have no insurance. Soon, but not yet. After downing a Gatoraide (yuck!) and a bottle of water --- and several odd examinations of my head --- they agreed that they would "escort" me back home and that I was to take it easy for the day and drink lots of water. I was lectured. I had to sign something which I think excused MUNI from any responsibility. I called one of my bosses who was really sweet about it.

So, here I sit. Bored. Feeling OK. Not great, but not sick enough to be stuck in the house --- AGAIN! I am drinking water, but wanting Diet Coke. Led Zep is singing on the CD player. I am worried that I will not be able to get a MUNI pass as I think today is the last day that they can be purchased. Ugh! I thought I might have a dinner date tonight. That is not happening. Not tonight, anyway. Oh, and my headset broke in half when I landed on the floor of the train. ...that probably helped me from hurting myself anymore than I could have. I just taped it together so that I will not be music-less on my way to work tomorrow. ...and I WILL be at work tomorrow. No matter what.

oy. ...I know that this was my own stupid fault, but I prefer to blame Toni Basil for today's misfortune. So, don't blame me or my wild heart --- blame Toni and her cheerleading pop.

Oh! And, Thugfucker will be appearing at The Wierd Festival this Sunday! Yes, I actually email with Thugfucker! They are the future of dance and I can say I knew 'em when. Anyway, they are putting me and "my posse" on the guest list at Pink and some other place. I hope I get to go. I LOVE "Pocket Rocket" --- the CD is out in France and should be headed to the UK and the US any day now!!! Exciting stuff, kids! ...THUGFUCKER. ...today, the dance floor. tomorrow, the world will fall into the thugfucker trance. Tho, I do worry that middle america might have trouble embracing them due to their name. However, they are not too concerned with this! If you're in SF or the Bay Area -- get to the Weird Festival this Sunday!!!