Hello again, my internet friends!

It’s been a while since I typed at you, but much has been going on. As you already probably know I got booted from my day job, but I’m playing enough gigs now that I should be able to pay my bills. I felt like taking a little break from doing this, and now I have.

However, things have changed. Saddam has been captured, and I feel that it’s high time to emerge yet again.

Besides which, a prediction was made by my friend Bren, who said “Funny man plus girlfriend equals no more funny”, and I’d just like to let her know that I’m still kicking. Plenty of funny shit has gone on lately.

Last night I played two gigs with our landlord and musical Tony Soprano. At the later gig, there are huge windows behind the stage that slide open, sort of like a sliding glass door, but only maybe 3/4 as tall, and they start at knee level. He usually takes at least one of them out to let the sound of the band be heard on the sidewalk where passersby can be lured in by it.

Last night, however, it was so cold that my nipples just gave up and fell off, so he just slid one of the windows to the side rather than taking it out as usual. Normally that would have been fine, but it was gusty enough outside to blow the window onto the band, or at least one member of which.

Guess who?

It hit me in the back, so it wasn’t too bad, but it did spill my beer, and that’s no bueno. We put it all back up there and kept going.

I had pretty much forgotten about it when my head exploded in a fireworks display of excruciating pain. The window fell in again, and this time it was out for blood. That, needless to say, sucked. It made me feel a lot better that my band mates had a hearty chuckle at my rap on the head, but I still took the window out so it could do no further damage.

Fucking murderous window.