Monday, December 24, 2007
Excuse of the Weak
The blog has fallen off lately because I'm really pushing on the latest version of the cartoon pitch. When I'm not busy earning a buck I'm just writing on this thing. I figure, this is the third chance someone's given me, and I better goddamn well kill it this time.
It's Christmas eve morning and I've been working all night. Edie came down with a raging fever yesterday. We're due to have a second kid in the next 48 hours.
IMPORTANT CONSUMER NEWS: Apparently my seething hostility to Whole Foods has finally paid off. I evidently made one too many incoherent sarcastic remarks under my breath while shopping there, because they finally broke down and asked themselves, what can we do to make a believer out of Kevin. Frankly it's a little embarrassing the way they're showing their hand. First they opened a gigantic store a block away, which the wife is delirious over. But still wasn't convinced, and in their desperation to convince me they don't totally suck they pulled out all the stops: the corner of the store closest my house has been converted into a stand-alone beer shop. It even has a separate entrance: I don't even have to go into the main store and get smothered by the overwhelming smugness of it all. They sell you craft beer in re-fillable half gallon jugs, which lends an agreeably white-lightning feel, and by the way, really isn't as much beer as you think it's going to be.
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