Last night, I went to a screening of this short film that is really good. Somehow I got a "thank you" credit on it which is kind of horrifying considering who is looking at the film. I guess I'll never eat lunch in this town again too but fuck it. I am so out of film/TV biz that I don't care what the powers think of me anymore. Thank you talk radio for giving me an alternative.

Just put David and Bill on a plane back home to NYC. David wanted to go to Rose Hills first to bring flowers. Bob is at my feet, happy to have me home.

I am on constant news watch as the sniper story is a horrible, tragic but fascinating story as it unfolds. It's just the talk radio gene in me kicking into overdrive.

Current Mood: anxious
Current Music: CNN + John & Ken KFI