First and foremost, there is a thing called Circus Cats, and from what I can tell from youtubes it is precisely what it sounds like, and it is in town this weekend, and I am already fully booked so I can’t go, and I am pretty sure that this is the worst thing that has ever happened to me. On a related note, nothing bad has ever really happened to me, apparently. This is probably why I have no character depth.
Speaking of grave misfortune in a comic setting, a UGA student was attacked by an aggressive mime yesterday, leading me to utter the sentimental mantra, “Never change, Athens. Never change.” It makes me miss the good ole days when I wore the nom de guerre Defender of Justice and went to the jail like it was my job because it was. There was a time in the Classic City when all the crazies new me by my mispronounced name, and the bums would say thanks when I gave them my leftover pizza in a box that read “None for Larry Williams!” because Larry was a mean son of a bitch who I had to represent all the time, so Larry Williams gets none!
In other exciting news, I have picked up a new hobby: taking practice exams on the internet. Right now, I’m obsessed with the Foreign Service Officer Exam. I might learn supply-side economics yet!