Okay, so when Rick Overton was here last month he told me that I cracked him up;
Diane showed up at the restaurant wearing a coat that she calls The
Furnace. She immediately says, "I'm so hot." I roll my eyes and say in
an angry way, "' I'm hot, I'm pretty, I've got a great ass. Would you
just *shut* *up.*" Rick said that he thought that was really funny.

::blushblush::

Now at the club the other night I was talking to Rick outside before
second the show and Ben, who works at the club, came over and hugged me while we were all talking.

I said, in a tone as if I were asking a child where their mittens were --
you know kind of high and on the edge of being helpful -- "Where's my
ass grab?" Ben grabbed my ass and I said in the same tone, "There it
is."

Long story short (too late) Rick called me the next day and told me that
I was "professionally funny" and that I should start my own comedy
troupe.

Fuck. I have been feeding on this since last Wednesday. I've fluctuated
between not being able to stop smiling, and on the verge of tears.

Today he called me to find out what I had written so far.

People, he isn't kidding when he takes someone under his wing.

I'm trying so hard to come up with some ideas that aren't KITH. I really
want to start with a character and work out from there.

Help me, I'm thinking about starting a new life.

What happens if I'm suddenly doing something I love and makes me happy?

Guess I'll find out, huh?