No, I’m not dead. Or, for that matter, sick. Or, anything else really. Just sorta out of it. I have been busy working and writing and slaving for the man. Really, since I own my own business, I guess I’m the man. Hey, my boss is a real asshole making me work so much.

I think the reason I work so hard is that I live in Los Angeles. It’s very expensive to live here. Housing is expensive. Gas is expensive. Food is expensive. It’s all very expensive. Please, those of you who live in Manhattan or San Francisco, don’t write to me and tell me that your city is more expensive and how could I say LA is expensive and blah, blah, blah.

I will go on the record right now and say that New York is a very expensive place to live and so is San Francisco. If I lived in one of those cities, I’m sure I would be working very hard as well. However, I live in LA so I will focus on that. Ok?

Today in LA it’s Saturday morning and the sun its out. I haven’t ventured outside yet but I looked out the window. Looks like a nice day. We have several things planned for today (I think). I do know that our cleaning people are coming today to do what they do best (besides move things around and not put them back where they go). Also, I’m sure we will get some lunch and then perhaps go for coffee later.

I do need to meet up with my friends Courtney and Tony to discuss Tony’s movie that he plans to shoot in December. I haven’t been keeping close tabs on it so I don’t know exactly how its going. I want to try to help so I will give them the benefit of whatever expertise I may have.

You know, I’m starting to feel like this post is not going so well. I shouldn’t write with a hangover. We went to Birds and some other bar last night for my friend J. Rod’s birthday. We had a few beers and such so that pretty much makes my brain no worky so well in the morning.

I’ll try to wake up and shake out the cobwebs and get back to you.