If you want to be rich and famous – there are many – many better ways than being a road comic in 2005. I’m not going to say I’m broke or complain about being poor – but I will say that I qualify for food stamps. The next person to tell me how much money they made in the ’80’s on top of all the coke they did…I’ll – I’ll – I won’t do anything except hate them silently. Bastards.
*grumble* *grumble* *grumble*
I’m in the SF Bay Area at a Starbucks. I’ve been driving most of the day and stopped for dinner. I’ve had road rash so bad at times where I’ve sat down at a booth in a restaurant I tried to buckle myself in.
I’m a zombie for ‘summer money’.