
Sunday, November 25, 2007
I'm Not There

Saturday, November 17, 2007
Givin' Up Food For Funk

The boys had a great show at The Back Room last night--was happy to be a part of the hilarity--AND the amazing Jim Gaffigan stopped by for a set--so funny---and the best Bacon material out of anyone-
Have a nice weekend--and please do yourself a favor and check out my show, MAX, at Ochi's lounge at Comix on November 28th-
Love Rube
Saturday, November 10, 2007
I Love Fall--

I also love this album---and basically Bob looks like he's dressed for fall---you can almost see the leaves falling around his face--you can almost smell the woods--I don't know-it looks like a fall album---I just took my dog for a walk and it smelled so good and fall like out there, that I had to make note of it-Do yourself a favor guys--get a dog--it's a life changing experience-it's like the smell of Fall year round---and you can never sleep in again-
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Sometimes It's Hard-

My life, that is, but I know, I'm not special. Why should I gripe about my life, when everybody's got somethin' to write home about. I guess I just wish it was as simple as this picture. I think we had a copy of it in my parents house, when I was growing up. I think I wanted to live this lifestyle, whatever that was. I mean, I think this lady is about to drink Absinthe. So that might have been weird for a kid--But it does look exotic--doesn't it?
So, now it's November---I feel like my favorite time of year is slipping by me---I'm gonna miss the foliage, just simply due to my own melancholy--Halloween is already gone---and now I gotta quickly make a new hand turkey drawing, because Thanksgiving is 2 weeks away---and then my birthday comes-where I will be 37---Who ever dreams of being 37? It's an odd age----you're not 35--which seems like a milestone--and you're not 40 (thank god)-you're just sittin' there---37--boring--(I secretly love 37, because it has my favorite number in it, which is 7)
Anyway---just feeling down----I look like the phantom, I've probably got dog shit on my heels, and I gotta host a show tonight, that nobody ever comes to, even though everyone says how great it is--but where are they then? So, this is what ya get----ya go to seek out a light blog from a comedian, and ya get Sylvia Plath---Love ya
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