Make an Appointment

If you ever get bored -- like I do oh so often -- just call up the mayor's office and schedule an appointment. No really, Ms. Jane doesn't mind at all. My pal just got one for next week. Why? I'm not sure, but something about pitching Ms. Jane some ideas on bringing Hollywoodish companies to Cleveland. Well now you know Mayor Campbell will eat any sack of crap as long as it is entertainment related. My pal, she lived in L.A. for 20 years you know, so of course she has the bullshit talk down pat for situations like this. She came running to me laughing her ass off about it.
And I thought my coked up roomate meeting with the president of the Golden Globes was funny. "Oh I just asked for an appointment because I happen to be Greek as he is, and I felt maybe I could beg him for a job". Well she didn't get a job, but she did start going to church with his family every Sunday; you know, after all the lines of blow from the night before.

Anyways...so go ahead kids, you want some face time for this mayor up for relection? It ain't no thing but a chicken wing baby. I was thinking of asking for an appointment to show off some ideas for a Casino, much like when Mr. Burns built one in Springfield. Hey, I thought Britannia would have been a good theme!

Other than that, I got nothin'. I am however slowly discovering that my adolesence is WAY similar to that of Clare Boothe Luce. Except you know; I never was elected to Congress, married to the owner of Time, had several hit broadway plays, played diplomat to Italy and so forth. I suppose marrying rich your first time around would help a gal though now wouldn't it?