Monday, July 07, 2008

It's July 7th and I'm Back to Being Dependent!

I've been away for a long holiday weekend, so I fully expected to come back to a plethora of needy comments from you people. You know, the standard, "where are you," "hope you're having a good few days off," and my favorite, "come back soon or I'll kill myself." But was my inbox overflowing with bloggy love today? Noooooo. Obviously I need you all more than you need me.

With that being the case, I'm sure you won't mind if I have nothing new for you right now. I've had a busy four days. It's been kind of hard to focus on writing, what with being both the guest of honor at Tom Cruise's birthday party and a character witness in Christie Brinkley's custody case, then having a fling with A-Rod, choreographing the American Idol tour, and finally scrubbing in to deliver Nicole Kidman's baby, which popped out just in time for me to make my flight back to NYC. Don't ask how I found time during the weekend to take in the lovely Pittsburgh fireworks display or make an appearance at a family graduation party. I'm just a machine. A machine who runs on coke and Red Bull! Just kidding. I never touch Red Bull.

17 comments:

evil-e said...

the nuts took over the holiday weekend...even sports is being ruined by celebrity BS....

Flannery Alden said...

Thank God you're back!

WendyB said...

Did they name the baby after you by any chance?

Bluez said...

Welcome back! We missed you!

CDP said...

I was thinking about you when I heard the baby's name; I couldn't believe you didn't talk them out of "Sunday".

Gifted Typist said...

No, we were all being needing ourselves and wondering why you hadn't visited us - thinking it was something we'd said.

But now we're all back together again, needy and dependent.

Blowing Shit Up With Gas said...

Cool, you were in Pgh. for the 4th?! I never went downtown for the fireworks because my borough has a really great show that goes off almost directly over my house -- and I like to be as close as possible to exploding things.

Dr Zibbs said...

Did that baby talk like the kid on Small Wonder by any chance?

Red said...

I need you...more than you know.

(Sorry. That was kinda creepy)

cube said...

You're not alone! We all live for comments. Welcome back.

Suze's Sass said...

Phew, I'm glad you're back. I'm coming in off the ledge now.

Barbara(aka Layla) said...

I KNOW BETTER THAN TO READ YOUR BLOG FROM WORK!

I was trying to suppress my laughter but when I got to the part about the delivery of Nicole's kid...I lost it.

You were missed by the way, I checked about ten times a day for a post!

Alice said...

sunday urban. i don't care HOW busy you were, there is no excuse for allowing that to happen, goodness.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

I'm so happy to see you again that I am sending you a great big bottle of Calamine lotion for the itchy ass issue.

pistols at dawn said...

No Red Bull? It's the only way I can make up for never sleeping.

Travis said...

I knew there was something I forgot to do. I forgot to tell you how much I was missing you!

I missed you this much!

Uhm...I guess you can fill in your own image of how much.

Cormac Brown said...

"A machine who runs on coke and Red Bull! Just kidding. I never touch Red Bull."

As long as you snorted it off Eddie Vedder, does that make it okay?

 

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