The #`1 Threat to America

The usual suspect keeps the blinds closed and acts irrationally.


So nice not going to that sucky little office. After re-watching a most delightful episode of Colbert (that couch looked SO like mine-SRSLY) and laying down on the floor to watch Degrassi--all I know is I woke up the next morning in the same shirt I'd worn yesterday afternoon. I slept sound last night.

Got my confirmation email for the Colbert Report tickets today. Hadn't booked a flight-I'd given the idea up. That email reminded me this is STEPHEN and I can be in the audience. My favorite show and I can go be in person to see it. It's STEPHEN-dammit! Live! Like, flesh and hair and character break-I can be immortalized on audio as a member of the audience. Which is wicked cool and not something I get to be too often.

Reader, I booked the flight.

Oh-I'm broke as a joke. Reasonable people-adults is a good description-don't do this sort of thing. Fear not-I'll do something resembling getting a job soon. I'm determined. Hell, I'll even put forth a real concentrated hard-core effort starting oh, right after I get back from New York. Or get the credit card bills. One of those.

Besides-The Devil You Know comes out on hard copy that day. That's like one of those crazy turns of events-is it not?

OK-I'm reaching. But I see a connection-The Devil *I* Know is what I plan to do that week.

Got a flight for $210 and a room for 2 nights for $76 total. I'll take that money I earned at the hell office and pay for much of the plane ticket. And I'll try to have cash on the barrelhead for the hostel. I would really, really LOVE to be able to charge up a couple hundred dollars in amusement and have THAT be the sum of my trip to the big city. 'Sides, I have to buy at least 1-I *Apple* New York t-shirt as a thank you for watching Coupland. An offer from Little Dude's Godparents that I am taking up and for which I am expressing huge thanks in writing.

That's me getting all sappy. By the by.

I'm going Tuesday thru Friday 'cuz the cost of Wed-Fri was over $100 more and my leaving flight is at 6:30am so I'll be spening my last fun filled evening on the East Coast in the Newark airport. Whoo. I'll work it out somehow I am sure.
But I'm excited-I'm going to try to see a Broadway show. (Not betting on it-course-but I can dream I'll see Spamalot on my one trip to NYC this life) I get to see B47 in Bayonne, NJ on Wed. If things go really, really well Mik will make it up from South Jersey to the city to see the show with me and spend the day hanging out in New York. I'd like that a helluva lot. I hear she's in good spirits. That would be good to see. Might help me get there too.

I'm just really damn excited.

Stephen-motherfuckin'-Colbert. LIVE. And that same weekend-Snakes on a Mothafuckin' Plane!
It's like a cannoli in a sea of shit.