M. has been scouting us some digs to live in once I get to Silicon Valley. Man, I’m feeling seriously goose pimply with the excited anticipation.

I confess a certain anxiety on my part about the shades of surreal. Who would ever have thunk lil’ Nise-y here would have been planning a cross country trek to meet up with her boyo and do some housekeeping. Nutty, crazy world this here place is turning out to be.

On top of that, I’m feeling pretty OK about getting a sketch written out for the final show in town. Did a few read threws with a local actress and comedienne, whose website I would link to if only she had one.

Here’s a bit of trivia about my sick mind. Whenever someone tells me that I am a good writer (such as when I actually put a sketch idea on paper), my very first reaction is, “Yes, I try to be very careful with my typing and punctuation.”

I am absolutely positive “good writing” is simply that which is devoid of typos.