Summer Money

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’.

3 Comments Summer Money

  1. indeteminacy

    If I make it to wealth and fame before you, I’ll send you an invitation. I think I have a slight edge on you. The one sure way to achieve fame for what you do is to die. I haven’t tried that yet, but disappearing to a foreign country for 18 years is the next best thing to people thinking you’re dead.

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