Like Gatorade … but not the nasty gatorade that comes out of pores…
Well, the blog is back. For now. I think I'm in good shape. I've disappeared enough that the spammers have either forgotten about me or don't care. And with that, I've disappeared enough that my fan base (which consisted of an astounding 2 people) and my acting career, which was short lived itself, have all but gone away.
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But ALAS! The blog is back. The writing is back. And I feel rejuvenated. The thoughts will come rushing out and I will be born again online, like Wil Wheaton. Because like a former Star Trek ensign - I didn't quite get to the top but I can continue to do my work online - not serving the man, but serving my fellow people. Sharing stories, advice, opinionated bitch rants. And for the temporary future (man, that sounds deadly...) CORRECTION - at least temporarily! - I can share some true insights without worrying about what agent/director/fellow actor might stumble upon my blog and be distracted from my artistic genius by my equally ingenious, but open, opinion. (Where's the spell check on this crap, did i spell ingenious right?)
Whoever's out there. Ignore the crappy layout. Hear my words. Come back to me. And we will forge a relationship that will carry on well into at least dessert. Maybe even go back to my place and watch a movie. Who knows - maybe pop some corn. Popcorn. Yeah, I like it.