The All-Night Breakfast Club

In keeping with my tradition of watching both shows at 14/48, I am now just getting home to settle in and write my play for Saturday night.

I feel both alert and exhausted at the same time: alersted.

I have some ideas, but they feel more like Friday night ideas. And I want a Saturday night idea.

I'm phishing for lines of dialogue from my Facebook friends. The future is now.

I also wanted to add a disclaimer that if I am dressed as Marilyn Monroe tomorrow, it's for good reason. I decided to take a singing telegram booking during the shows tomorrow, cause I'm a genius/masochist: genichist.

In closing, I'm going to self-apply this smiling mochi stamp of approval on this blog post.