rock over London. rock on, Chicago.

I’m too drunk to write anything worth a damn.

after work tonight, I got wingz with Lang and Bart and Bart’s wife, Anna, and their friend Beth. everyone was very nice. I enjoy Lang’s company. I’m very happy for Bart and Anna. and Beth is, she’s cool.
I drank a lot of beer. so did Bart and Lang. and we talked about Anna’s pregnancy, because she’s pregnant; two months. Bart tells me, though, I was the most excited of all the people they’ve told so far. I’m not gonna lie, I was excited, but I didn’t burn the motherfucker down when I found out. I mean, come on, man; kids are fun. and I tried to get that across in my congratulations. apparently, though, it made a big impression on Bart and Anna.
cause I’M GONNA STEAL THEIR BABY.

“Hook” is on.
this movie got awful reviews. I think. that sounds right. but anyone who gave “Hook” a bad grade can go to hell; this movie is the shit. the scene where they eat pretend food is the bomb. so is Rufio. and Bob Hoskins plays Smee. I mean, really, it’s got just about everything. even Charlie Kuzmich, or whatever the hell that child actor’s name was. he was in “What about Bob.” you know who I’m talking about. come on: Run Home Jack!