Fake Samuel

Occasionally, out of town yokels will see me on the street and think "oh it's Zack from Saved by the Bell" or "hey is that Brad Pitt" or "he must be someone important-look at his entourage and the way he carries himself and orders all those people around." These yahoos thought I was a big name celeb and demanded my picture. After taking my usual fee, I acquiesed.

So the folks got me this Bumbo seat the other day. You know them . They're those minimum security prisons for babies that parents buy when they want the appearance of a happy baby but don't want to spend the time with them. Yea it kinda sucks. Anyway, I make sure they know I'm not happy.

So I just moved into my new office. Apparently the previous employee still works here. He keeps coming by when I'm trying to get my work done, messing with my stuff, pressing all my buttons, etc. It's fairly annoying.

So my bro says this is an appropriate forum for my intellectual pursuits. I'm familiar with the weblog medium as a tool for information dispursal to the masses. I have been until recently unable to blog due to the fact that Gmail requires a name to sign up. Now that the problem has been remedied, my bro has graciously allowed me to tap into his readership, which he tells me is substantial. For the price I'm paying, it had better be. Well I can barely keep my eyes open get tired purple giraffe tomorrow