rubinville

Okay, we're back in business...

First off, if you haven't seen Rocky Balboa yet, go see it. Sure it's cheesy, and Stallone's eyebrows are a mystery wrapped in a riddle inside an enigma, but somehow the inspiration part shines through. Actually, not only does the inspiration come through, but also the viens in his arms, which appear to be in 3-D.

Soooooooooo, as you could tell I needed to end the year on a lil break from Rubinville. My sporadic, at best, posting of the final month was a prelude to my absence, when suddenly I just couldn't pull myself to the computer. Even my visits to ESPN.com and Drudge Report sharply dropped. I'm sure that will be profoundly reflected in their ad sales this month.

I needed the time off for a couple reasons, some of them being holiday related, some career related, some finanance related, and some existentially related. However, I have settled some of those things (let's just say exisistential things are easier to knock out than financial ones), so I'm back in action.

Career-wise, the year ended on with the simulataneous up and down motion that comedy will do to ya. In pretty much every way I'm doing the best, truest, most honest stuff I've ever done, but I'm mainly working in the sorts of little rooms that are popping up all over NYC. Sometimes it seems like I'm running in circles, but as Rocky says in the new movie (I'm paraphasing here), "It's not how many times you get knocked down, it's how many times you can make a sequel until one works."

That being said, my new years resolution is to get on Letterman by the end of 2007. I'm ready, willing and able, which interestingly is also the slogan for the Doe Fund, a project here in NY that allows former convicts to get back into the work force. Point being, if Letterman doesn't happen by the end of the year, I can get a job with those people, at least.

Let's see, what else? Oh ya, if you texted me "Happy New Years" on New Years and I didn't respond it's because I don't like being added to some random list of people who then get the honor of you sending us all one generic message. Let's personalize things for 2008, k?

Speaking of New Years, can you be hungover from something two days later? My hair still smells like beer which is particularly strange considering I was drinking Vodka all night.

Alright, so that's it for now. Tommorrow will bring the hilarity you've become accustomed to, and maybe some newly discovered, freshly minted hilarity that I've been toying around with...