yesterday turned into such a cluster-fuck.

i was supposed to go see the daily show in the afternoon, grab some keys to dog-sit, then head to comedy sportz rehearsal. it was supposed to go super-fluid and slick, but things got all nasty because there is a fucking wall in downtown st paul. so, not only did i have to run people to the airport, but i missed rehearsal entirely. fuck you republicans. seriously, fuck you. go back to hell where no one else can dance, shit’s expensive, and people bathe in islamic blood… just the way you like it.

drop dead, all of you.

i was pinned to a desk for three, grueling days last week, and i only managed to blog once. that’s pathetic. but, time does fly when you have the entire internet at your fingertips.

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there is about to be a bozic baby in the world. man and wife bozic have there house prepared as i saw from an excellent labor day bbq held there on monday. it was a hell of a ride against the wind for 30 minutes, but 100% worth it in the end. halfway through i elected myself to go get butter for what turned out to be the best corn on the cob of all time.

then there was a cute girl at the ice cream shop just around the corner. joe still hasn’t responded to my emails insisting another bbq and vicariously a chance to talk to said girl again. Read more »