News of my demise has been greatly exaggerated

I joked with my friend John this past weekend that perhaps I should make this a monthly installment blog. But that's totally lame. Let's move on, enough about me.

For those of you who haven't experienced the phenomenon of "Ca-brewing," you are sadly deficient in life experience. Of course, much like cornhole, this is probably a closely held Cincinnati tradition, Ca-brewing consists of getting a large group of friends together, renting canoes at a canoe livery on some river, and leisurely floating down said river with a cooler full of beer (or what have you) in the middle of a nice afternoon. You will get drunker than any sailor, and prepare the shock an amazement that alcohol CAN actually impare your ability to operate a canoe. I have the bruises to prove it. But, as I said, this isn't about me.

I went down to Cincinnati last weekend and did exactly what I described above, and happily got to see my family for a bit, as I won't be heading down there again until my sister's wedding in August.

I'm at work right now, and am bored from looking at this computer screen. Perhaps that's why I don't update as often: when it's your job to stare at a computer screen all day, guess what the very last thing in the world is that you want to do when you get home? No, not that. What kind of guy do you think I am?!

But I am alive, though I'm listless. Or antsy. One or the other.

Oh, and I was cast in a show I'm actually getting paid for. Ain't that rich?

I'll update again soon.