Well I have good news and bad news. The bad news is that I won’t be on Red Eye on Monday because there won’t be Red Eye on Monday because of the conventions. The good news is that there’s a bruise on my left arm which, if you look at the underside of my arm you can see the vein and the bruise is kinda smack in the middle of veinville (which sounds like a disgusting porno location, doesn’t it?) and so it looks like an oil spill in the middle of the road, under my skin, but it’s getting smaller. The bad news is that I can’t have pets in my new place. The good news is that I’m going to be hosting the video component of this big festival in New York that’s going to be bringing together a bunch of cool bands and filmmakers and design people and DJs and I’ll be interviewing them and whatnot, on camera, so if you’re needing your fix of me which, let’s face it, YOU ARE, you will be able to get that next month for ten days, more than once a day. The bad news is that I’m sleepy. The good news is that I may even be doing yoga on video for the first time ever. The bad news is that I won’t be able to keep a straight face. The good news is that I really enjoy hosting and this will give me a chance to really flex my host muscle. The bad news is that I pulled my host muscle carrying groceries and man does it ache. The good news is that host muscle weighs more than fat, but it’s more dense, so you might be losing inches. The bad news is that there’s no good TV on tonight.
I feel like I had more and better good and bad news, but it just didn’t come together as I’d hoped.
