Aw, thanks for the support and enthusiasm. I LOVE comedy and comedians, and L.A. is having a huge comedy boom right now, so I thought I'd push myself a bit.

They only get 8 minutes each, but this is pretty entertaining. But I still want them to have to work collectively to solve a problem. Bonus points to Warnock for flat out saying he'd steal DeRay's best ideas (in response to being asked if he'd hire anyone on the forum) and also stating DeRay said the same.

Uh, I guess this is something we should have watched.

Scrappy, that is a great plan! If not now, when, right??

The more I hear about this plan the more I like it!

Dixon was herself (NO) Pugh was rather impassioned, Mosby did an interesting run around the conflicts cof of interest,Stokes, ehn. But I didn't care about them (though I gave Pugh points.) I was all about the newcomers.Gutierrez was strong, as was Warnock. I was a little disappointed with DeRay's delivery. I like the guy and his ideas, felt he met, but didn't sell well. Wilson was iiiinteresting in the kooky way, but points for doing it. Young had puts as well, but didn't get a good sense. Missed Walsh, if she was there. Onto greens, feed got bad so I only got parts of Harris, but he had concrete stuff too and then feed died. Which, I wanted to hear Harris.

Dig it, Scrappy! We think you're awesome, and I bet you can be awesome at it!

I was reminded of the "carry yourself with the confidence of a mediocre white man" a few minutes ago when a dude got in the hotel elevator wearing his undershirt, boxers, and no shoes. Wtf dude. Didn't look one bit embarrassed.

Also, my potential gallbladder pain is gone. Or at least, not there anymore. It maybe moved. Or maybe is a different pain possibly caused by eating way too much candy on my flight. Um.

Go for it, Scrappy!

sara, will it show up on YouTube, maybe?

I'm supposed to start a Tai Chi class tomorrow and I don't wanna. Ugh. Doing things for my own good.

Go, Scrappy, Go!

I hope you work roller skating and Buffy into your act.

My family is a telenovela.

Roughly 36 hours after mom has died and I had a phone call with my sister where she was melting down about her need to get everything, so that she can pay off debt on Mom's house, that she now considers her house and that I just need to sign all of it over to her.

At least I think that's what it was, there was a lot of crying and panic, and other things.

Am I surprised? Not really.

I was hopeful that I would be able to wait at least a few days before I called mom's financial advisor to find out what's the process on things, but I guess that's tomorrow, and then I suppose it's time to hire a lawyer.

Sigh.

Oh, Drew, I'm so sorry. That's terrible.

I'll be in a Tai Chi class tomorrow, Zen. Wherein I expect to realize that I have forgotten more than I expected since last week but maybe remember that that's okay, also. I hope you like it.