comedians and such

I love Demetri Martin. Almost as much as I love Dane Cook. Or maybe differently.

Not as much as I loved Mitch Hedburg, but he was different. And now he's dead. A damn shame.

In an hour or so I plan to take a bath in my garden tub. This will be the first time I've taken a bath and not showered in probably 5 or 6 years at least, maybe longer. Not that I need to be cleaned, I have already showered today, I just feel like taking a damn bath. And I am going to put destressing mint bath gel in it, which is going to be the shit. I will feel awesome and relaxed and want to sleep immediately.

In only 15 hours the new Harry Potter book will be out. Its going to be one of the best days in the past year. Really. I am mucho mucho excited. Insanely excited. I can't fucking wait. If I cared less about standing in lines and crowds and shit, I would be going to get that book at midnight tomorrow. But I am definitely not. I will probably die if the bookstores somehow sell out on Saturday. I have faith they understand the Harry craze and there are millions and millions and millions of copies out there already.

Also, Charlie and the Chocolate factory comes out tomorrow. Its like this awesome, fun day for children's tales. Woohoo! Hopefully I will get to see that movie this weekend too.

Great, Goodnight, Goodbye!