I’m Back.

Now that all my scores of readers have had ample time to contemplate Trans-Orbital Lobotomies I think we can get back to talking about what’s really important: kitty cats and shitty customer service. More on that later.
For now, here are the entries I meant to write during the last two months, until I got distracted by sandwiches or colored lights:
–Fuck You, Kinkos
–I Will Read The Shit Out Of This Commercial Copy
–Oh, I Thought It Was The EMACIATION of Mimi.
–I Saw Dr.Ruth In Real Life And She Looks Remarkably Like An Elf.
–Seriously, Kinkos — FUCK YOU
–Rabbits!!
 – I Got A Callback For A Commercial!
–I Wish I Hadn’t Eaten That, Whatever It Was.
–You Know That Scene In Officer And A Gentleman, Where Foley’s Going Through The Obstacle Course And Goes Back To Help Seeger Over The Wall, And She’s All Crying And He Climbs Over With Her, Even Though It Messes Up His Time? I Love That Scene.
–The Rest Of Officer And A Gentleman Sucks.
–You Know What? Nevermind. I Hate Commercials, Anyway.
–Dear Tourists: Please Leave. The Bums Are Not Santa In Disguise.