I hung out with John Cleese and a fuckton of comedy superstars today. Cleese thought of my stand up routine as a "fine job"
You are the fucking awesomest person in the entire universe and I would like to marry you and impregnate you with our horribly mentally unstable psychotic demon babies. Don't ask me how that would work because I don't know either.
GOOD SHIT FROM TODAY:
On the way home from some errands I drove behind a car for a while with a license plate that read 'DMBLDORE' and a bumper sticker that said 'I BRAKE FOR HOUSE ELVES'. I very rarely tell people I love their cars but when I pulled up alongside I yelled through my window that he had the coolest plate. It was a nice youngish guy at the wheel and he laughed that I was so entertained. Then he said my car just made his day. I think that's my second-favourite part of my car--it always seems to make people happy. (For those who don't know, I drive a white VW New Beetle with multicoloured flowers all over the sides.)
Also, I saw a hipster fall off his bike while he was trying to fiddle with his iPhone and pedal at the same time.
And I made impromptu, last-second plans to drive to MD to see the boything for a few days tomorrow.