Mom?

Walkoff looks nice. I'll stop in.

We all have our personal skeletons. Dopey.

Not far from my home here in Jupiter Florida is the Burt Reynolds Museum. I've driven by it a thousand times and never stepped in. Instead I just imagine what kind of 'Smokey and the Bandit watchin' rednecks must stop in there. You know the type, guys with big belt buckles and big mesh hats.I always imagine there is a bunch of shit displayed in there like Dolly Parton corsets and Mel Tillis vests. Last saturday night I got roped into going there for a script reading that was done by a writer I know. After all my apprehension and wisecracks I was pleasantly surprised. The place was actually pretty damn cool. And even though the dirty cocksucker Burt went to FSU, I have a whole new respect for him. I'd even go back.

I hear you were at the PP this past weekend! Was it really fun?

I don't know how to tell you this but Concrete Brad and Tatumfor3 aren't in a foreign exchange program. I accidentally ran over them while backing out of the garage on my way to work. They're dead and they're never coming back...Sorry about that.

Maybe it's time you go out and find some new friends. Love, Mom.

Mmm. Tacos.