Very random things...

A couple of my co-workers have expressed an interest in reading the crazy shit that I write here. So I obliged and gave them the link. Welcome to my world, guys.

Cynthia is upset with me because I didn’t thank her here in writing for her assistance with the large mailing project earlier this week. Thank you, Cynthia. I know it’s not in your job decscription. Not certain that it’s in mine, either, but we do what we have to do. Get a sitter for your damn kids and come see a show.

Hello to Brian, a former co-worker and lucky SOB who doesn’t work here anymore. I hope you enjoy reading what’s going on here, even though you lived it for a lot longer than me. Enjoying your new job? How could you not? We hate you.

My daughter wants a cat, and I can’t decide if I’m willing to be a pet owner again. I have enough living creatures depending on me to feed and take care of them at the moment.

I just found out that our buddy Bryce Richardson will be doing a guest spot for Kathleen Madigan at the Addison Improv this month. Way to go, Bryce! Seth did his spot last nite and was asked to come back. I’m so damn proud of you guys. A little jealous, yes, but happy for you.

Speaking of the Improv – they’re having another Open Mic soon. Wednesday, November 2nd. I’ve sent off my email, begging for a spot. Last time I was there, I was very last, out of 30 comics. I want to go up earlier this time, and I’ll drop names if I have to. (Cough – Paul Varghese – cough). If I get on the list, I’ll let you know.

I'll be hanging with my kids this weekend, as usual.
My birthday is Monday and I want cake.
Gifts are not necessary.

My horoscope today:

"You've finally realized that it's not your imagination. Someone who's famously better at keeping everything buried really has been sending out some very direct hints. Now that you've put two and two together, what are you going to say?"

I'm going to say, where's my cake?