In less than 2 hours from now, at Harry Karey's Restaurant in Chicago, the infamous "Steve Bartman Ball" will be blown up. This is perhaps the stupidist thing I've ever heard. And that includes the time that my mom told me that I was special and that all my dreams can come true.
Yup, a little self-depracation right up top.
Self-depracation sounds an awful lot like "self-defacation". That's nice.
In other news, I just saw a commercial for a new line of Go-Bots toys. However, as had been my credo in stand up comedy from day one, I will neither talk about nor make any humorous refence about the Go-Bots.
Just spoke to Adam Hunter on the phone. His goal is to overtake the comedy scene in LA, and mine is to overtake the comedy scene in NYC. Then,if everything works out we can meet in Missouri and be road hacks.
Once again we've had more hits here at Rubinville than any other month. I'd like to think it has to do with my witty and incisive (did I spell that right?) journal, but I think it has more to do with the pics we put up on my bio page. People just love looking at me, what can I say.
A new study on CNN.com says that 60 percent of adults drink. Makes me wonder how kids wash down their peanut butter and jelly if they don't drink.
Rosie O'Donnell is getting married in San Fransisco today. Hoepfully her marraige will last longer than her Broadway show "Taboo".
Time to check the PH levels.
Thursday, February 26, 2004
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