Flying is quite trying. Andor talk. A wild Saturday night, which ended in "No Pussyville." (again) Faux-tography. The GOAT prepares for the throat. I got 99 problems, and a witch is one.

Un-re-MARK-able results on my script so far. Day 2 of shooting, and finding out directing and shooting is...harder than I thought it would be. Will you watch "Rust," or Avatar 2? Or Black Panther 2? I saw that movie "Smile," and I talk about it. 

Porn photographers are/were under appreciated. "Just when I thought I was OUT, they pull me back in." (Stand up) "Just when I thought I was OUT, they pull me back in." (Filmmaking) Barbarian. (The movie) I finally got my script into the hands of Mark Normand, after seeing his resplendent performance at the Brea Improv.

My psychotic neighbor is gone. Another shitty metal shirt. I can't believe who's shooting that Dahmer thing! Fuck Chipotle napkin wasters. Hotwire? More like NOTwire. BOA is AOK. Sam Morril on Rogan is a class act. Sammy The Bull threw his grandmother down the stairs? Working on set & dealing with COVID magic. Crazy Heart. Fletch? More like WRETCH. Joe List, live in concert. 

"Your mom" jokes. Stickin around. Working on sets again. Low budget shoot Saturday, straight to the goddamn Sick Of It All show after. A brief history of skinheads. I need a Fatburger intervention. The Woodstock 99 documentary on Netflix. The fat cop and the Falling Down 711 clerk.

Some would use the word "hero." The bleeps, the  sweeps, and the creeps. I cant stand Louie CK anymore, sorry. The most intense shoulder workout in all of Los Angeles on 9/2/22. I profit from your lack of preparation. Helping out He Man. Dog Day Afternoon screening, with Al Pacino there. (And a lot of pretentious asshole faces) Labor day, but the real labor was "making a decision about what to do that day." F*g.

3rd cold of 2022! (I have the white blood cell count of Pedro from World World Season III) My comedy career resembles Dresden German in 1946, of late. I have the best group texts around. A rowdy Friday night with @comicrobbanks. Joe Biden doesn't know how to handle a laugh, even the rare ones he gets. (At least there's something I can relate to the man) I put the "stud" in "student loans." Netflix can't stop glorifying (and probably encouraging) serial killers. More like "House Of The DRAGGIN." My mind is going, Dave. Tesla's are the new "pick up trucks." (As far as traffic assholes go)

What a weekend, fam. I really tore it up. It all begins with going to see the almighty Norma Jean downtown at the Regent Theater, where the shit head 20 something door guy snatched my bottle of tequila. (That's never happened) That lead into a lousy trip to the Encino IHOP, and "cigar Saturday night," where Mitchell and I wound up at an apartment with a couple of valley girls at 2am. This all tops off with a wholly misbegotten attempt at providing a quality birthday party for T Dog, my old roommate/landlord. 

The big talk-down. What the heche! Another awesome date, with a gal that will be around forever and ever and ever. Old cars and old things and Danny Trejo's kid. Nikes and damaged psyches. A day as a PA. 

The "dear diary" episode(?) Lying to my dentist. Lost my favorite shirt. Coke goes with a hamburger, not Pepsi. Windshield wiper fluid. A rather pointless story about Little Tokyo. My apartment sounds like there's a professional wrestling match going on next door & upstairs, all hours of the day and night. Giancarlo Esposito stinks. More like "Meh Streets." Phenibut is a PAIN in the but. (It turns out) A death in Monrovia.