We Are All a Work in Progress

Sometimes I think my favorite part of writing something is in thinking of what to call it exactly, but of course I put the title at the beginning and then hope that the words some of which I've thought out in my head already will make sense to fit them. At least that's what I'm doing now. I guess everyone was sort of alarmed by my last blog. Shame on me for putting something so stillborn into the world without explaining how that sort of thing has happened before and I'm used to it. Those rages of my roomates really remind of the ones my father used to have, except without the hint of violence in his voice, of the feeling that he was being split apart at the inside. So. Maybe its my fault for not writing more. Everyone always says what a great writer I am. I don't know. Maybe I would be if I wrote more. But there's the rub. Great writers write. Other people just doodle and dawdle. There's actually been a lot of terrible things that have happened to me in the...

My 61 year old roommate really loves Amy Winehouse and is saddened to see her life torn apart by her wickedness. This is his plea for her to turn her life around and start living right for Jesus. This is the fourth video in the video series about my roommate, Eric Sigward. I live with him on Central Park West because it is rent controlled (cheap), central to everything, and I'm an actor trying to make it in NYC.

Here is the second video of my 61 year old narcissistic roommate Eric Sigward. He told me after watching this video that he likes it so much he wants to shoot one ever night. I'm not saying this is going to make me famous, but I hope it will. Cross your fingers, write about it, talk about it. Here we go!