Turns out that GB5NY will be going on the same weekend that I am in New York. How crazy (and convenient) is that! Thanks to Scott (and The Man) for the heads up.

I designed this book cover for my pal Jeff …

A couple of months ago, my cute friend Aaron, who works as a higher up in the A-ville Best Buy, told me that he heard there were plans afoot to open a Best Buy here in my sleepy ‘lil town. At the time, I squealed like a little girl. Then I though about it and figured that it was just another unfounded “rumor.” Over the years just about every store on the planet has been “going to open here.”

Well! It looks like it might actually happen … and the store would only be a couple of miles from my house!!!

[Wets pants with utter delight!]

I drank waaaaay entirely too much beer yesterday.

My head feels kinda kinked up today …

When I left rehearsal last night there was an unfamilair truck that had pulled across some spaces in the parking lot. I didn’t really pay attention but once I pulled out onto the street I noticed that the truck was pulling out behind me. When I made the left turn onto the next street, I was looking in the mirrors and the truck started to look familiar.

“Oh crap. It’s the Evil One (who I haven’t really seen for six months or more). He’s following me.”

At this point my brain went into overload.

“Is he coming to visit me?”
“Why is he lurking in the theater parking lot?”
“Oh shit. He’s somehow found my blog and read it.”
“Holy shit! Now he’s gonna beat the crap outta me!”

The truck stays behind me at a distance until we reach the road that leads to my house.

“Okay. Remain calm if the truck turns left.”

I turn left and truck keeps on going straight.

I know what you’re thinking at this point … that I am totally crazy. Well maybe. Fact is that I have been having a little bit of trouble thinking out the Evil One situation. He kept telling me that I was one of his best friends and he didn’t want to loose our friendship. I wonder if that was really true. He’s steadily dating someone now. Since that has started I don’t hear a peep from him past the “Hello” we have exchanged when I have seen him at the theater (that’s only been twice since last summer). I gave him attention. Now that he’s getting it from someone else it makes me think that his need for my friendship/attention was a passing thing. I was good until someone better came along.

Hell … I am probably over thinking all this.
Hell … It probably wasn’t even him last night.