Monday, January 5, 2015

Not A Resolution; A Proclamation.

I think 2015 is going to be a great year. And by “great,” I mean “another.”

Actually, I loved my 2014, with its swanky, new living arrangement. Derek Jeter’s last game. The trip to Green Bay with the boys. And booking a role in a big film.

With everyone back to business, today feels like the real first day of the year, and the perfect time to proclaim that I am tanned, rested and ready for even bigger stuff. I’ll finish my two latest comedy shorts, beat my previous film festival acceptance record and shoot a dozen more. I’ll ace every audition. Explore great, new places to eat. Take a trip abroad. Porn will masturbate to me.

Let’s all have that year. Okay? Okay.