Summer Reading Series #3 - I'm Sorry I Can't Remember your Name

I hope your tastebuds were whetted appropriately by my last summer reading series way back like 2 weeks ago. A lot has happened since then. I'm a lot beardier and I just had my first audition in Hampton Roads in 6 years.

It was a little different from auditions in New York where I would go into the audition room with like 8 other dudes. In the waiting room in Hampton, VA everyone for all the roles waited. It was a bunch of little girls and their moms, some 20 something brunettes, and me, the only person auditioning for the role of this crazy cult leader who kidnaps girls and young women.

I'm not sure what kind of a lead in that is for my summer reading series, but hey this is a blog and I should write something besides how hungry I am since I am on day #3 of the Makers Diet to cure my digestive tract which has been a wreck for many many years because of Chrohns disease. I think specifically my digestion has been putrid since "overcooked hot dog Sunday" At Elim Bible Institute in 1995

I don't know how much longer I can go on.

Okay I do, a long time, but I"m going to hate it and I doubt I can stick this thing out and be true to it.

so to really lead in to this story I wanted to talk about small talk in New York. It is terrific, and is the result of getting tepid or overly cautious people together in a room with me. The conversation is usually really short, they ask me like one question and then go back to the buffet table or something like that.

Anway this is.

I hope you like it, because I do. I like it a lot



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