I'm still alive

I'm fully aware that my posting has been more irregular than a Nursing Home after Indian Cuisine night, but staring at a computer screen all day at work will sap a man's blogging motivation right out of him.

I'm pitching a script for this new movie I came up with. It's called "Decent Proposal" Basically the trailer will consist of the following:

GUY #1 to Guy # 2 "Hey, I know you're still looking for somebody to take care of your cat while you went out of town for that wedding, and my place is being fumigated this weekend, so I was thinking maybe I could stay at your place and look after the cat while I avoid the toxic fumes at my pad?"


AND SCENE

I'm going to start referring to ideas that are absolutely original as Aboriginal. Score for you guys, indigenous people of Australia (wink, wink to you especially Our Cathy)

If you don't know what I'm talking about you need to bolster your Sydney Olympics knowledge.

Off to play basketball in the third floor of an un-airconditioned gym. It's no big deal though, it's only 87 degrees at 7pm.

I hope I'm not hindered by jogger's nipple. Look it up. It's legit.

Thursday all over yourselves.