mulhollanddrive

dying for a faux-choco fix, i quickly drank in the imitation yoo hoo swill. my body knows its addictions. it sits stagnant in my gut like rainwater in an old tire. a man (or woman) shouldn't have to walk any more than 3 blocks for a fuckin' YOO HOO!!! this is torture. i can't believe that my grocery store stopped carrying it. after all, they sell some of the nastiest crap i've ever seen offered! my mystery package has yet to arrive. can't wait to see what they sent me. wow! the gratis grub extravaganza continued into its 4th day, AND i'm getting taken out for mex tomorrow. next stop, the fat farm. "my show" is on tonight. i shoot these things so far in advance, i forget which one this is. remember way back in june, i was talking about writing for that chinese mag? i got a copy of it today! fuckin' hilarious. the woman who "runs" it brought it in today. she's trying to tell me what she wants me to do next time, except she has no idea. it's actually a pretty cool lookin' mag. my column is in both chinese & english. she told me, "i make you big star in hong kong!" well, giddyup, cuz i need a new gig! i was in hk very briefly when i was a kid, and it was real cool.
i'm not holding my breath, as i'm amazed that this woman can clothe and feed herself, let alone run a publication. glad i'm not back east. nyc during a power outage sounds pretty doggone scary. by the way, where the hell were y'all last night?
ps: the monkey has no relevance to anything i've written tonight. rumor has it, he needs a good spanking! bad monkey!