My Life

You know you've hit it big in the blogging industry when people you didn't even know read your blog are begging for updates. I suppose I do put it on my profile, so it's accessible by all my friends, but it's still nice to know people care.

For instance, Mr. Malcolm Gray, speaking through a translator, asked me to "update your blog, please." Now, that could be because he likes my deadpan, never-know-what-to-expect humor. More likely, he's an away message stalker and is sick of reading that my blog was last updated two weeks ago.

This would be a good time to mention that in the last post, I said that Joe's girlfriend forced me to update. Joe's girlfriend IMed me soon after to show her displeasure in my referring to her as "Joe's girlfriend." "I have a name, you know" Joe's girlfriend said. So, I want you all to know that Joe's girlfriend has a name. I hope you're happy, Sally.

No, Sally is not her name. Sally is a character's name in Urinetown, the musical I saw last night at Shanley Pavilion...a wretched place to perform any production. It's a shack. They turned away about 60 people at each performance. 60 times 5 times 5 is a big number...bigger than 1,499. Had they been given a bigger auditorium, they could have made more than $1,499 and used that money toward the bigger auditorium. It's a disgrace.

The musical was very good though...On my new and improved broadway show (Breakfast with Broadway, 6-9am (just tune in at 8) on 89.3FM, www.wnur.org) we're going to have a Northwestern Tonies Award Show in June...I found at least two nominees in Urinetown. Ooooh, and I have a staff now for my show. They don't like to be called staff...but they're not partners yet...what should they be called?

Quick poll: Who should be the number one seed in our ping pong tournament? Cary Steklof or Dan Green? If you're a PARCer, post on the side. If you're a high school friend, long time no see.

Well, I think that's a sufficient update for now. There's more to tell, but why waste it all right now.

Cubs Update: Cubs ended the season at 79-83...pitiful...Dusty Baker should be fired...we couldn't even keep Houston out of the playoffs...terrible.

Random Factoid: Don Adams died last Sunday at the age of 82. He was the star of my favorite TV show, Get Smart, from the 1960s. I love that show.

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