My job has been pretty laidback lately. I'm loving it, to quote the current McDonald's catchphrase. Damn, just writing that made me crave some of those french fries. Mmmmmmmm...grease!
Went to CLUB FUEL in Studio City as I usually do on Monday nights for karaoke. They have a new KJ with a much better amazing vast song selection! A DREAM COME TRUE! The host and his assistant are pretty nice, except they need to be more animated when announcing our names, 'cause it was a bit too monotonous. Put on a radio broadcasting voice or something man! Hell, maybe I should host my own karaoke show some day; I'd be really zany, silly, and fun doing it I think. I met a fine Southern gentleman last night too, who was not only quite handsome, but very smart and well-spoken. Yeah, I was a bit smitten, but I couldn't help it. He admitted that lots of his look is fake like his tan and very pearly whites and I found that pretty refreshing. But he did look damn good regardless, and I like someone who does care about their appearance/hygiene.
O.k. Because the world entire could not wait any longer and due to overwhelming popular demand, here are pics of my cubicle; my little office space where I rot endless hours Monday through Friday! Eat your heart out Britney, the paparazzi chases me too and could not wait to post these pictures: Yeah, pretty eclectic ain't it? Among the items: you can see Phyllis Diller's autographed pic in there somewhere, a little mugshot of my radio icon hero Howard Stern and his sidekick Robin, a pic of my niece when she was smaller, Kermit the Frog, and a few shots here and there of the little band from Liverpool that once ruled the 1960s, whoever those guys were! HA!