I was a little depressed yesterday. Because my George Foreman grill broke.

But I'm happy today, because I just found $20 bucks in the pocket of a dirty pair of jeans that was laying under a giant pile of stuff in my apartment. Now I can go buy a NEW George Foreman grill! But first, I'm going to go to my favorite kielbasy store. Steve's Meat Market in Greenpoint! Yeah!!!

Maybe I'll bring some kielbasy into TGS. Believe me, I'm not the type of guy who sucks up to people. But one thing I know about Liz Lemon, she can get angry at me when I haven't done work I'm supposed to have done. And when she's hungry - she can get angrier than normal. So, if I bring her food, maybe she'll be nice to me today. Especially since I haven't finished those re-writes yet.

Frank

Spring time. That means spring cleaning. My apartment is messy. And apparently so are my ears. But now, they're a little cleaner.

The strike is over! I have a job again! Welcome back to my blog!

I thought I’d get a lot of work done during the strike break, like write my novel about Bigfoot stealing a spaceship & going to Daytona to pick up hot chicks while solving crimes on the side. But I didn’t get much work done. Besides growing a strike beard, here’s a couple things I did do.

I had a stand-up gig in the Poconos. I didn’t hook up with any chicks, like I’d hoped. But, my room did have a nice jacuzzi that I got to enjoy all by myself.