Not One of My Better Efforts

Sorry no writey yesterday, but me not used to working, then coming home and realizing that I only have a few hours to waste before beddy-bye, then starting all over again. Truth is, I haven't worked full time in about, oh, five years or so. How did I manage it, you ask? The answer, friends, is grifting. But now I'm trying to go legit, workin' 9-5 just like Dolly Parton sang (actually, so far it's been 9-8, 9:30-5, and 8-4:30). As you can see, it's pretty much wiped away my writing ability. I mean, this entry looks like I washed down a handful of opium with a jug of varnish. Talk about your inability to craft a cogent paragraph!

Anyways, I got nothin' to tell ya. After seeing a giant geyser and Brian Grazer's kitchen during my day of training, I've seen nothing funny since. Today, I did see a few young actors reading their scripts in preperation for what I'm guessing was a TV audition, but that's hardly funny. Mostly, I've seen traffic. On Laurel Canyon Boulevard, I saw some knit skicap-wearing dude with a license plate frame identifying him as "Hollywood Ken." He had the whole Bluetooth earplug thing going, chatting away in his Audi convertible while dance music pounded away. But that's not so much funny as it is depressing; all day long I see these Hollywood people, the fucking slicky-boys in their shiny suits and designer hairdos. These people won't all become millionaires. What happens to the ones who peak during their post-college talent agency assistant gig? I imagine they go into sales. What happens to the sexy-but-not-quite-beautiful young actress after her tenth unsucessful pilot season? Do they dry up, like a raisin in the sun and/or a dream deferred?

More important than all that, what's up with the upcoming ABC series, "Blind Justice"? It's about a blind District Attorney or something. What next? A show about a comatose private investigator who solves crimes by twitching involuntarily? Or how 'bout "Brains," a medical series about a man who sustained serious head trauma in a traffic accident and is also the world's greatest brain surgeon, even though he is unable to tie his own shoes or feed himself? For the love of Pete, people, when are we going to stop allowing the PC mafia to show cripples and differents in a positive light? I'm sorry, but blind "people" do not deserve our tolerance, let alone our admiration.

Here is a picture of a dump truck with some tits on it:

(my Photoshop skillz are not, I'm afraid, mad tight, yo)