Is there a doctor in the house?

So.. seriously. Is there a doctor in the house?

I need me some drugs!

Had to do a comic of the addendum below.

Interesting addendum…

to the Pocket Call thing.

Last night, I’m in rehearsal and I keep getting phone calls and they won’t stop calling. Over and over.

I turned my phone off and it STILL keeps ringing. Weird, no?

So I answer it.

My frickin’ phone called 911! No doubt in protest against the horrific croaking I was doing on stage.

At least the very polite 911 guy was complimentary!

I’m gonna kill this phone. Or at least learn how to lock it!

Arthur Pitman

It is with great sadness that we announce the death of Mr. Arthur Eugene Pitman, beloved husband of the late Stella Pitman; beloved father of Christine Hind (Michael), Lynne James (Paul), Darrell Freeman (Linda), Lori Talbot (Phil) and Becky Ricciardi (Brian); beloved grandfather of Darrell Bernardo, Samantha Talbot, Taylor James and Jack Ricciardi, in his 69th year, of #29 Mission Road, Paget. Interment will follow. A service celebrating his life will be held at St. John”’s Church, Pembroke on Tuesday, September 23rd, 2008 at 4:00 p.m. VISITATION: Amis Memorial Chapel, #8 Khyber Pass, Warwick, MONDAY evening ONLY from 7:30 p.m. to 9:00 p.m. In lieu of flowers donations may be made to P.A.L.S. (P.O. Box DV 19, Devonshire DV BX). Also surviving are cousin Millie Foreman and family; special friends Stephen, Nancy and Jake Roberts, Maggie Benn, the St. John”’s Church family and numerous other relatives and friends. AMIS Memorial Chapels Ltd.

From The Royal Gazette

Urban Dictionary, here I come!

This has never happened to me, by the way. This is just an example of usage.

I just can’t…

A great man died on Wednesday.

My father in law was one of the best men I’ve ever known. He loved life and loved living it. I admired him greatly for this… hell, I admired him for pretty much everything he did.

I tried drawing something today and… it’s all just so frivolous.

I’m gonna need a couple of days.

Morgan’s PM, Mugabe’s Prez. WTF?

LINE!

Ow Ow Ow Ow Ow

Holy CRAP, it’s hot!

Sweet baby JESUS that rehearsal room is hot… and humid.

And guess which complete moron decided to wear friggin’ JEANS to rehearsal?

Not the smartest fella in the world…