I am home from that trip to that city I went to. I have to say, I was pretty underwhelmed. And I mean that in the best way possible. I was led to believe by some people that I would be overwhelmed and out of my element and all that, but I felt totally at home as I wandered the streets of Manhattan. It was a cool town and I hope to make it back someday when I have more than two nights to do my wanderings. I really like that place. It now has PDR approval.

I’ll go into further details throughout the week as right now, I want some sleep. The most disappointing thing about my visit was the fact I was asleep by eleven both nights. Most days here I am barely AWAKE by eleven in the nighttime. And I was waking up around dawn. It was so diurnal that it made me feel wrong.

One thing that sucks: When you bite into something and it turns out to be crunchy, but you didn’t think it would be. I don’t know, like, ice cream or something. You’re expecting a regular dose of soft serve and suddenly your teeth are crushing something. No, this has not happened to me. I just thought of it for some reason. If it does happen to me soon, this paragraph proves that I am psychic.

Haiku!

Hamburger tango!
Can you not feel the glory?
Today is Friday.

My Internet is running slowly just now. I wonder if twenty thousand doctors are all trying to log onto the Internet at once for medical advice about some sudden epidemic of a disease where people’s hair has nerve endings in it. That would cause Internet slowdown.

Anyway, that’s it until I’m back from the New York.

I go on a trip to New York City on Friday! As I pointed out to Marq, if we consider New York to be the underworld I am going there on Good Friday and returning on Easter Sunday. I’m just saying is all.

Haiku!

I am not Jesus.
If I was I’d have powers.
Wish I had powers…

I have never been outside of Canada’s borders, so this will be a first. Also, I will get to miss a day of work. I never have a problem with that.

I had this dream today where they were bringing back Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but I had to play Xander. I didn’t really want to play Xander, and the rest of the cast didn’t really want me to play Xander and we all knew that the fans of the show would hate that I was playing Xander instead of the real Xander guy, but for some reason I HAD to play Xander. The dream was just this one really awkward table-read of the script.

That said, if I were ever to be an actor on some kind of superhero show I surely would end up in the role of the doofy, somewhat dumb everyman-representing sidekick. It’s just what I do.

I would love for there to be a website devoted to mapping the entire family tree of every living person as far back as we have records to allow us to go. Something of that sort has been on my mind for a long time. If it existed I’d even be willing to help work on the thing.

Granted there are those who would view it as some big evil Orwellian database that tries to keep track of us all and would be against it. But I prefer to think that it might remind us all that we’re all one big family and should totally get along more.