Apparently I'm Glenn Close!

So during a playful conversation earlier this morning my ex-girlfriend--who's an incorrigible empty-quirky-threat-dispenser ("I'm gonna kill you!" she says with a smile on her face)--told me I was more apt to take it to the next level of Fatal Attraction-like behavior.  So I did what any cool guy of my caliber would do...and I boiled her two cats while she was out getting coffee.  Well no, I love those furry little guys, but I did say she sounds more like Michael Douglas than I do; that reference is better if you've heard her speak.

The point of the whole thing was we're at least very comfortable with each other.  

And: Our fucking Governor was ARRESTED this morning by Federal Agents for trying to sell the Senate chair vacated by our President-Elect! HA!  Really?!  I wonder what some of the going rates were?  Was it just money?  Or was it other tangible goods?  Like a free subscription to Dwell--for life?  Or maybe a gift card to Whole Foods that never expires?  An autographed poster of Twilight by the dreamy lead actor (can't remember the dudes name)?  Well, if we were still using Phrenology Rod B. totally looks like a Scheister.

I was just called off from work (part-time server--yeah, im that guy) mid-blog here, so now this rainy, nebulous afternoon is my oyster, albeit a financially-challenged one.  I really need to write some cover letters and promo packs to send to agents (Acting)--you'd be shocked at my abject laziness on this matter.  I'd rather film an infomercial about myself inviting agents, casting directors--hell, anybody, to come check me out.

Blech,

-michael s.

Chicago, IL