Im officially in preproduction for Sex In Your 40s, a comedic short I devised. The He Man trailer, and the Oscars being about as legitimate as an Employee Of The Month award from McDonalds at this point. I went to see a local comedy show, and it reminded me why I stopped doing local comedy. Coalesce? More like BLOW-alesce. I got my heartbroken, but qui bono; who benefits? The audience, because it means "more terrible dating stories." I went on one to see Jackass 2 at the New Beverly, details inside. Song Sung Blue? More like Song Sung BLEW.