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1 November 2006
I got absolutely nothing.  Not a damn thing. 

I just wanted to check in to say that I’m alive and let you know that I’m working on it, but damn.  Blank.  Nothing.

(I’ll tell you now that Halloween sucked but will try to provide a more detailed analysis soon.)

So some public service announcements to at least help you kill a little time until I figure out what is wrong with me:

1) Go to your local newstand and pick up the latest issue of the magazine Cracked, which I again contributed to.  Not much, but enough to pay for a night of boozing, which is ok with me.

2) If you have nothing to do tomorrow (Thursday) night, I strongly suggest you head down to the Village and Kenny’s Castaways at 8pm to check out my friend and very talented musician Charles Ramsey.  Go to his MySpace page, have a listen and come on down for a lovely evening.  I am greatly looking forward to it.

3) For another lovely evening, come to Brooklyn on Friday night to check out Joseph Arthur at Southpaw (doors open at 7pm).  Second verse same as the first: check out Joseph’s MySpace page (you can also listen to songs on his site), rock out with your cock out, and get on over to Brooklyn.  And for further reading, please see here

In the meantime, I’ll get better – I promise.  I haven’t forgotten about you and I still care about you very much, but we all have our dry spells.  Send me some good vibes.  That will help.  So will naked pictures.  But my aunt (a reader of this site) recently asked me in front of my whole family to stop asking for naked pictures on here.  So I’ve stopped.  I hope she’s happy.  Because I am not.