Middleditch Littlebitch

Ramblings Of A Madman Vol. 2

So recently I booked myself a television sitcom pilot called Hitched.  It’s pretty fancy.  It’s for CBS and I’m in it.  Let’s all rejoice.

Good.  Now that we’re done rejoicing I have to admit that I’ve now got a ton of free time on my hands waiting for things to kick in.  Yes, of course I’ve played Mount and Blade Warband for hours on end until my temples hurt.  And yes, of course afterwards I feel embarrassed that I’ve wasted entire days playing a single video game, slaying all who oppose me.  Should I be outside enjoying life?  Of course.  Should I be doing something somewhat productive?  Definitely.  But I can’t think of anything, so there you have it.

Also, a while back, Gil Ozeri and I went to Las Vegas to have our dear friend Adam Pally teach us Craps.  You gotta buy those numbers!  4 and 10, baby!  Anyway, on that longer-than-expected drive, Gil and I created a cheesy LA radio show called Ricky and The Stinker.  Things got crazy.  I couldn’t keep it straight because Gil is a cartoon.  He’s also a stinker.

It ends because Gil got a call from his sister.  She had been in a fender-bender.  Poor lil’ thing, she’s only eight years old.  JK, she’s twelve.  JK she’s like a million.

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