rubinville

Those of you who read yesterday's post might've noticed that I wrote that I "did something for money on Sunday morning..."

I didn't mention what I did because as a comedian and Mayor of Rubinville, I like to promote the idea that I don't have to do any work on the side to pay my bills. However, while I'd like to believe that to be true, it isn't. So, a couple days a week I do various odd-jobs and gigs. While I haven't been reduced to elephant dung picker-upper just yet, it's always on the table.

Perhaps I'll tell you more specifically about some of the things I do sometime in the future. Or maybe I should just save them for stories to tell Jay Leno.

I don't have to like the guy to do his show.

My brother just called to tell me he got us Net's tickets for tonight's pivotal Game 5. Good thing I played ball this weekend in case they need an emergency sub.

Got a call from someone yesterday who left a message saying, "Maybe we don't need the immigrants. Call me back." I haven't called back yet, but I'm pretty sure Hitler made a similar call in Berlin, circa 1939.

Okay, I've gotta do a couple errands and return that call...