Tom is Away

as long as I was selling limericks to people on the street, I wish I’d run into people with better rhyming names than Judy and Rory. I mean, is it asking too much for a guy named Rick, or maybe Enis, to show up? What about Magina?

just walked around the streets of Roxborough, trying to sell dirty limericks to strangers for $1 each. And I did it on camera. My mom will be so proud.

busiest day yet

gittin stuff done before TV guy gets here.

Text scrawled across the bottom of the screen on an infomercial: "Is a clean colon the secret to health and vitality?"

done entertaining our first overnight guests ever– which I guess is a milestone or something

keeping busy till I pick my friend up at the airport

should’ve been more productive today, but was not. not at all.

well, i done got me a job, teaching writing at lasalle. at least for next semester (and quite possibly the spring semester too). Feelin good.

well, my new barber may or may not be running a drug front, but at least he’s a rude, profane racist who’d rather talk to other people about cars than actually cut hair– i wouldn’t have it any other way.

searching for a nearby barber

U S A
U S A
U S A

counting down to the US game against hated rival Ghana

"seriously, the House of Representatives is filled with insane jackasses." — Jon Stewart

Time at which our phone line was finally connected: 2:45

Time of first telemarketer call: 4:00
Time of 4th telemarketer call: 7:45

eating, filming some more, then not filming anymore…. till friday, then saturday, then monday…

I am away from my computer right now.

still jumping through hoops for TV types

cooking up some kind of revenge on the bitch who sold us a house, then decided to cut all the phone wires on the inside and outside of the house before moving.

And you better believe I’m cuttin her ass up on TV now.

spackcling and crap