people ask me about amber all the time

my shrink, strangers, kids, the cats

to be honest, once i got rid of the Timehop app and cleaned up her office and moved some pictures and cut down the avocado tree, it was getting a lot easier to get over her.

obvs i pray for her every night. but we dont talk or text. she has made her social channels private or im blocked.

whatever is going on is good because it’s good to have a clean break sometimes and move on with life. and heal.

but then people want to get into it with me, especially my shrink and i dont wanna

i just wanna move on.

when we first broke up i needed to talk about it but i dont any more.

i may even end things with my shrink because she keeps bringing her up and im telling you im over it.

sometimes the movie ends and the credits roll and they turn on the lights.

and you drive home

and open the fridge

and eat an entire cake.

today quentin tarantino bought the vista

do you know how many movies ive seen there?

soooo many.

one of the most unforgettable was watching the Lego Movie there.

sometimes its nice to watch a kids movie when some kids are there because its interesting to hear what they laugh at.

i was sitting in the back near a dad and his son. place was packed.

very good movie and when it was done the kid says dad can we get some Legos now?

which was the last thing on my mind but then i was like, was that the purpose of this?

selling legos?

and if it was, it worked perfectly on that little guy.

adults, we looked at it like: dont be boring, dont be a sheep, own who you are, and if you’re a basic bitch – own it.

but this kid probably wanted to be batman in his room via legos.

after i heard the news i tweeted that i hope QT keeps the Vista’s great manager who loves to cosplay.

whole lotta people seemed to agree.

which is nice.

i wanted to do a thing and i did a thing

and i had a lot of help with it, which is normal, we can try to do things alone

but the Good Lord put a shitload of us all on this crust for a reason

no, not orgies, pee tape man,

so we could work together to make things that are way better when we cooperate.

could a man build a skyscraper alone?

could a man build a 747 alone?

can a man please a woman alone?

exactly.

so after the thing was born unto the world i got a tweet DM from someone who had done this thing many many many times

he said youre doing everything wrong.

i said everything?

he said no, the idea is great, you are great, the sound is great,

even the art is great

but everything else is totally wrong and you are going to be poor forever

and your thing is not even going to reach many people.

i said tell me everything.

two hours later i finally said,

wanna join us?

he said

yes

eight were good

the thing about blogging is the same lie they tell you about Saturday Night Live

“relax, they’re just sketches”

when people blog they should just write.

dont even look back. maybe ever. and for damn sure dont obsess.

tell us your truth, take a puff off of whats smoldering, and tell alexa to play rock music.

today i went to my shrink who i gotta tell you, i am still not sure if she likes me

i tell her incredible stories. i take responsibility for things.

im sure im funny.

but she doesnt seem one bit interested in most of it.

very odd. i dont get it. but i will say, sometimes saying things out loud

sorta like writing them down for the world to see

helps me figure out what to do.

in this case the answer is probably moustache-related.