After talking to several of my friends, I'm realizing that most were stupid enough to not know that they needed to actually go back to this web address to see postings. So if you get an email with the address again, its to all the retards who had no clue. And you better start read this, as I ain't doing it for my non-insured health. After talking to Lynn last Thursday and telling her that I had my first big interview on Friday and a friend from the East Coast coming in Thursday night, she asked "You're not going to be stupid and get drunk tonight before your interview, are you??" After telling her "Of course not, do you think I'm retarded?", let's just say its not good to forget the question after you start answering it during an interview. Even with a 1pm start, a work out and breakfast, I was still dry heavin in the lobby. And it was all Joe's fault. I don't think I've ever had even a midly drunk night out with this guy. This guy drinks more than anyone you've ever met, with the exception to these guys we used to work with at Hahnanule. Lines them up at the bar staying to either last call or he passes out. Either is 50%-50%. And I've seen him pass out anywhere at any time, in restuarants, cabs, clubs, even in strip bars in Vegas. I heard of the last one since I never go to those places. Imagine a dyed blond Tony Soprano look alike drunk at ZAO on a Thursday telling the waitress when she asks if she trusts him to bring his change if he could hold on to her panties as collateral. Anyway, I'm not waiting next to the phone for my final interview.

I am heading out to DC on Wed for two days of fun in our capital then a weekend in Johnstown, PA to celebrate the wedding of Tony Cantor. Did you buy his book, yet?? Get on it. http://www.docvoc.com/books.html