I am only just now watching 30 Rock, at Tabitha’s insistence. Working my way through season 1 — the show is so good, it hurts me.
I’ve been asked to put together a series of ideas for news-based comedy. News-based comedy! Not only is it all people (with money) seem to want, it’s what people assume I’m good at. I may radiate “newsiness” but I’m as topical as Wacky Packs.
DeCoster and I did Oxygen Destroyer for Michelle’s Gilda’s Club benefit. Fun. People laughed.
The second (of this era of) Maude Night happened. I direct the team Mix Tape ‘98. It’s terrific fun. There were no Rick Roll parodies, which made me feel better about the world.
Cat update: Hopey is now enormously fat. [...]
Some three and a half years into it, these two once-terrified cats have decided they like sitting on people. It’s especially new for Maggie. I credit the enormous iMac looming over them and bathing them in digital light.
I realize this is the textbook “terrible” blog entry (cat photos) — the equivalent of monopolizing a conversation by talking about a dream you had, but this is a landmark event in the assimilation of my creatures.
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