Wow, what promises to be a quick one

A lot seems to happen in a day or two for somebody who is a major shut in. Looks like the plans for Moscow are turning from a crazy drink and insanity fueled trip into more of a documentary styled films of the dreams of some comedians being crushed as they fail to pick up the art of performing in a few nights and are set adrift on the tides of fate with no money, while they all feel happy and funky regardless. This way we need funding to fuel it really though, so we're writing stuff... well, I'm writing stuff... so I can pitch the idea to various people and hopefully see what I can do...

Doing the podcast tomorrow night hopefully, and a second one with my old friend soonish, some night next week if he can lug his ass down the hill. The second one I can see being much more entertaining, ad-libbing gibberish from the fallen church of insanity, which will gather a cult following in days I'm sure. Where as, I imagine my personal one will be very introspective, possibly very whiny and not talking about anything but the stuff I wish I was talented enough to be writing at the time, all of which will be mumbled into the microphone with poorly hidden vehemence.

There's more to say, but I've got to cut it here right now, as I need to leave the house. Doubt I'll come back to this today. Just see how things pan out tomorrow evening I think. Stay Damn Funky.