new shirt, new bracelet, new…. career opportunity?

Posted by Rev. Mitcz

May 16, 2005

New Shirt

(it says "Keep the dream alive" and I got it from here).

I swear that’s the greatest fuckin’ shirt design ever. Even beyond the joke level - it’s just genius. Serious-core, people. I wish I’d thought of that. Anyone who knows me on a personal level knows I love my sleep, and I love my dreams. Oh.. and I suck w/alarms. My current alarm is iTunes turning on at 7:20am, with my stereo set to volume level 25 (to give you an idea, loud-casual listening in this room is about 15).

New Bracelet

Oh it’s so punk. What you can’t see, unfortunately, is that the band itself is a shiny black vinyl/latex look. Very cool, though.

What’s this about the new career?

I’m not leaving Vivid or anything, it’s not that kinda opportunity. Not yet, anyway. But, a guy who’ll be hosting his own show, starting June 15th, for this new TV network, has seen my comedy (I gave him the first-ever Rev. Mitcz DVD in fact) and apparently wants me on his show as a "regular". What that means, I’m not entirely sure, cause we’ve not worked out the details. But, with no contracts signed and no money changing hands (hell, I’ve not even entirely figured out what the show’s about, nor have I seen the studio) - I’m not committing to anything. But, I did say I was definitely interested and I’d be in touch when I figured out what I wanted to do. He wants me as a co-host, but that’s gonna equal at least 5-10 hours of time out of my weeknights, and I’m really not ready to commit to that without knowing anything at all about the content, the writing, the staff, or.. perhaps most importantly - the pay.

Now I just need to think of some shit to actually do. If they had an in-studio audience (which they’ll have eventually, apparently), then I could prolly just do some comedy. Without that, however, I’ll have to really come up w/some serious shit to do. Not serious shit, but silly shit, I should say.

I’m not sure how high-falootin’ this is, being that I’m not really sure how good the company behind it is, or what this Crazy J (the guy doing the show) fella is capable of - but I’m interested and amused and I’ve got …. a little hope. I try not to get my hopes up about anything show-biz related anymore, since I’ve been promised things and fucked over enough times to keep me on my feet about shit. Doesn’t mean I’m not gonna kick some ass, given the chance, hence why I’m keeping some of the hope alive.

So.. wish me luck, I guess?

So, how was your weekend, Mitcz?

It was pretty damn good, thanx. Yours?

Not bad. Did ya get any ass?

Why does everyone ask me this?

We’re worried about you, Mitcz. You seem to be upset lately. But.. you’re an ass-gettin’ sumbitch. Err.. you used to be.

I s’pose I am/was. At times. Don’t worry about me, though. I’m fine… relatively speaking. I "get mine" when/where I need to. But, I’m focused on my comedy, on my career, on my life, on getting off the smoking, on trying to convert myself to someone who lives a semblance of a healthy lifestyle. I don’t like heaving and coughing when I have to traverse a staircase. I don’t like having a belly.. even though it’s smaller now than it’s been in years, I want a flat stomach for once. Just to see what that’s like. And.. maybe have.. ya know, a real ass. That might be kinda cool.

I’m really not that upset, though, you must understand. I’d like to think recent journal entries have shown that. I’m not sure. I try. I do come on here to rant off about things, and that does tend to affect the overall assumption of my state of being - but i’m not sitting around upset and depressed and pissed off all the time by any means. I’m still a generally happy guy, and I laugh and make jokes, and keep my chin up and I’m confident enough to walk around and smile and be the loud, obnoxious asshole people love and hate (sometimes both at the same time).

I’ve got a great many things going on internally and externally, though. I’ll admit that I’ve got a great deal of anger about a great many things, that perhaps one day I’ll spill out into something you can all try and enjoy. I’ve been writing a lot of lyrics, and a few of them have worked themselves into demo tracks as I’ve had the time. Nothing for you to hear, yet, as I want to actually finish a song before I go posting it next time. My comedy material is coming along strong, as I’m feeling more confident than ever about my comedic abilities. My social life is healthy - I go out quite often, and I actually know some of the people I see at clubs. Come to think of it, I’ve been on the guestlist at damn-near every club I’ve hung out at in the last month or so. That’s always nice.

I’m a bit tired, though, as of late. I’ve had a fuckin’ helluva year. I know I’ve said this before, but really.. it’s been tough on lil’ ol’ me. I’m making-do. But I’ve gotta fly to Colorado Thursday afternoon to see my mother, whom I love more than anyone or anything else on this earth, as she recovers from her final days of cancer treatment, and she’ll be weakened and naseous and .. maybe even hairless. No one should have to see their mother in that state, and I’m certainly not looking forward to it. I do love seeing her, and spending time w/her, and my sister, but I just don’t like the idea of seeing her in that state. It might crack me. I fuck-hell hope not. And I swear to invisible friends in the clouds - if you fuckin’ ask me to pray for her, you’re gettin’ a pair of freshly-shorn testicles upside your fuckin’ head. I’ve had enough people say that in the last few months, I’m ready to punch someone. To me, it would be insulting to suddenly pretend to believe in something and then ask it to help my mother fight cancer than it would to do what I’m doing now and just clench my fists in hope for medical advancements. So far, that’s worked out just dandy.

I’m thinking when I return, I might take a week or two off of everything. Just sit around for a bit, and write and ignore everything. Not out of depression, but out of necessity. I need to just relax. I still haven’t taken that vacation I’ve been meaning to take. but then.. my company hasn’t hired on that second designer yet so i guess I really can’t just up and leave ‘em all behind for a week.

If it truly can’t rain all the time, and every negative action receives a positive reaction and what-not, then I’ll be looking back on my earlier year in another 6 months or so, laughing, while fucking a room full of coked-up whores and snorting lines off their tits with $100 bills and …. well, okay, maybe I’ll just be laughing and comfortable. I could go for that.

I’m drunk. Maybe I should be high, too. Congrats to Nad - who just got a $2/hour raise. Good on ya, buddy, good on ya. I’m happy for ya.

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