I'm currently trying to get my life back on track. This isn't the forum that I use for explaining these kinds of things (what's wrong and what I'm doing to change it) so I'll leave it at that.

Suffice it to say that something's been wrong and I'm working on fixing it.

I'm not going to go on about this, but I wanted to explain my lack of posts.

I'll have a story (probably unfinished) posted soon, or some standup that has been written but has yet to be performed, or something funny in general before the week is out.

I haven't forgotten you, the humor-seeker, the barrel rider, the riddle master. This isn't livejournal, so keep that in mind when I don't post for a while. I've been dealing with shit, and it's the kind of shit that you really don't care about.

Now, I will try to write some musings and things that are worth reading.

If you ever write fantasy, you have to realize that the poems in the world you're writing about will require much more work than the story itself, because you suck at poetry.

Mitch Hedberg was a shining star that everybody loved. His comedy was the magic kind. The kind that everybody liked. This made me angry at times, because I consider myself to be much more intelligent than some of his other fans, but now I realize that the single accomplishment of pleasing everyone who heard his acts was probably the most amazing facet of his abilities. Let's not even go into the acts themselves.

I feel like an asshole saying this, but comedy has lost a luminary. Mitch, perhaps it means nothing to you now, but you are missed by people you never knew of.

Do you like american comedy? I like american comedy. I like american comedy, baby.