You'd think, judging by the frequency of these updates, that I'm trying to one-up my records or something. Whatever.

If you knew the amount of time I wish I had, then you'd sympathize. But c'mon, don't we all wish we had more time to do the things we really want to?

A lot's happened since my last update, almost two months ago. I'm not going to spend a whole lot of time on it, though. In a nutshell, I went to Russia for ten days then came back. It was fun.

I hope I'm not disappointing anyone by not going into detail about this trip. You see, when you have to describe every aspect of the trip to all your relatives multiple times over the course of two or three evenings (They call from out of state. Trust me.) you get pretty sick of the whole trip.

I'll give you an example. There was an article in the local paper about how great this trip was, and how much fun we had, and how great it was, and how much fun it was, and how much the students enojyed it, and how great the trip was, and yadda yadda yadda, blah blah blah, one thing led to another... The journalist didn't even mention me. But anyway, I'm so damn sick of this whole Russia thing, I didn't even read the whole article. Just kinda skimmed it.

Summer's coming up. Maybe I'll have some more free time to write that movie I've always wanted to write. My plan is to buy a book, like Write a Movie in 21 Days! and write my movie in 21 days. I'd go into detail about the plot, but I've explained it too many times, and well, you get the idea.

I bought a copy of Swingers. Great movie. Big Bad Voodoo Daddy was in it. Go rent it. Go Daddy-O.

Drummey better be happy with this update. He's this site's only active fan. I think.

Unless he quit fan club.

I think you can tell I've more or less run out of things to say. The thing is, I love having this omnibus up on the web, it's just that I'm usually too unmotivated to do anything with it. That's a motif in my life. Or is it a theme? Who really cares, anyway? Well, I'll leave you all to ponder this.


Mike: What the fuck are you carrying a gun for? What, in case somebody steps to you, Snoop Dogg?
Sue: Hey man, you're not from here, alright. You don't know how it is. I grew up in L.A.
Trent: Anaheim.
Sue: Whatever, man. It's different out here. It's not like New York, Mikey.

-from Swingers (1996)


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