Ah, screw it.

Okay, so it's been over a year since I took this blog off the air, and I still haven't set up , which is disappointing. So, I'm back for now here, until I can actually get my act together and open up the new blog.

In the interim, I'm doing away with all rules regarding titles and content. This is more about putting words on the screen than anything else. Not entirely like a scratchpad, but not much better.

I'm in Hoboken as I write this, watching Kill Bill Volume 1 on TNT, screwing up my courage to take a shower and go to my improv class. I spent the morning doing not much at all. I watched some TV, messed around with some plotting on a novel that I will probably turn into a screenplay.

Recently I've been working on some sitcom scripts, which may or may not be sellable but are at least enjoyable and have me writing again. I've got the first two episodes written (not final, let's-go-shoot-this-it-doesn't-need-any-more-jokes written, but pretty decent), and my mom and brother think they're better suited for turning into an animated program, so maybe I'll send them to [Adult Swim] and see what happens.

That's about all that's going on right now. Except that I did get to see the Vagina Monologues for the first time last night. That was a cool experience that I may write about later.

In the interim, here's a crap joke for the day: At the bank, the ATM vestibule has a sign reading "No Loitering, No Sleeping, No Panhandling." I guess federal taxpayer bailouts don't count.

Later!