Curb Your Enthusiasm

Will Ferrell was on the Daily Show last night and he's just one of those actors that is absolutely like watching a freak accident. I actually hate that I'm compelled to watch him!! Seeing him with Jon Stewart is frankly priceless. Jon Stewart is the ideal man, I've come to decide (again). He would totally be at My Ideal Dinner Party. Probably first chair.

The funny thing about this interview is it reminds me of this psychotic free association fictional argument I had with Shane. That was one of the best conversations of my life, actually. Completely spontaneously we became other people (we became, in fact, an old Jewish couple from Miami) and had this entire conversation AND passionate argument over fictional issues. This is what Will Ferrell and Jon Stewart do and I totally love watching that vibe when nothing is rehearsed. It's the gift of gab, mayhap. Most of my friends think I should have been born Italian. I think I should have been born Jewish. For the jokes, obviously.

Time to blog in all seriousness. As I've whinged, I don't think that this blog should be a forum to get really personal but I've refined that theory (again) to let it be personal as long as it doesn't involve the pathos or privacy of people other than myself. It's going to take some time for me to really find the right balance between blogging for just a creative (or a reasonable facsimile of creativity) and journaling for therapuetic reasons. While I love pointing out that Mark Grace scares babies and complaining about La-Z-Boy recliners on I-4, it's got to be a balance between idle observation and really what's going on in my life when it's not all cheerios. I hate cheerios, by the way.