As it turns out - some people like me.... go figure.
Hey CG,
I absolutely adore your blog. My friends and I all subscribe. Sometimes we read it together over the phone and howl. You are so brilliant and funny. I hate to say this but I kind of hope you don’t get promoted right away, I worry that you won’t be as hilarious if you get a better job. I hope you don’t hate me for saying that.
Anyway – keep it up!
Ronit.
Do not worry Ronit. My bitter outlook on life predates this job by 20+ years. Sure, my current position did cause it to spike, but I have a feeling that it’s here to stay. Besides, the nastier I am on the page the nicer I am in real life. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, more blogging = less stabbing.
Hi,
Dude I am in love with you. You are like my dream girl or something. Remember, not all guys in bands suck. Some of us are decent guys. Some of us have a shitload of money sometimes too. Don’t give up! Don’t throw the baby out or whatever. I have to meet you. I’m playing at Bowery Ballroom on the 26th, and I’ll get into town at about noon on the 25th. Let’s hang out. Send me your real name and I’ll leave a couple tickets at will call or text me whenever you want at 323 XXX XXXX .
Peace,
Scott.
If there’s a girl alive who doesn’t cream her pants when a guy calls her “Dude” then please let me know.
CG you rock!
I went through almost the same exact hell when I moved to NYC. I read most of your entries with tears rolling down my face because I am laughing so hard. Chin up sister!
Mary Alice.
Word.
