Tags: Writers
Funk Yachts, I’m On A Bus!
I’ll Tell Me Ma – Chieftains & Van Morrison So it’s five in the morn. I think I’m outside Jack Black’s house. Maybe Zach Galifinakis’. I can’t remember. I’m drunk. I don’t know. I just keep knocking on the door and calling out “Zach Black! Jack Galifinakis! Can we come in? Party still on?” AllREAD MORE
Gut On!
Bob all happened today to be true. Bits and pieces at best. After getting home last night for about 3 bells, I was way too tired to write a blogaruu. Bad call being honest. For whatever reason, I find writing of any sort flows far better at night rather than through the daylight hours. So,READ MORE
