Last night at Cobb's I was taken good care of by Diane, Tara, and Brian. I was very shaky and restless. I had only eaten a piece of toast, so I'm sure that didn't help. Brian got me some water and a cracker and a piece of bread. Di and Tarry went to Starbucks and brought back shortbread cookies. When it was realized that I wasn't going to stay, Brian offered to give me a ride home. So I stayed. I couldn't stay in my seat so I was up and down throughout the show.

Blaine Capatch was there and he is always very warm towards me. I had taken pictures of his first appearance on the Alex Bennett show and given him copies and he never forgot it. I think that's sweet.

Patton Oswalt was very funny. Duh. And quite nice when it came to standing around taking pictures.

Cole Stratton was there, he was tired from a long shoot for a Intel Commercial but was still as delightful as ever.

I'm going to miss Cobb's for the time they are closed. I hope it doesn't take too long for them to reopen.

I've started taking Welbutrin, and I'm cutting back on the Celexa. I'm also taking Omega 3 Fish Oil and magnesium. Here's hoping that this mix will finally make me feel and act like a person again.

So, what's new with you?

Today at 4:30pm, EST, Theanna and Darrell got married.

I'm sad that I couldn't have been there. I like to be at all of T's weddings.

And, yes, I would feel better if I knew Darrell, at all. I've talked to him on the phone a couple of times and traded a couple of emails but I haven't been close enough to feel his energy.

As always, I want whatever will make Theanna happy.

ARG!

I've just found out that someone used my debit card to buy gas and whatnot at a Shell Station in Oakland. $114.75 worth of whatnot. AND it's going to take up to 3 months to credit my account.

I need to find work.

On the other hand, I had fun last night at Cobb's. Diane, Tara, and I hung out after the show and chatted with Kevin Avery, Brian Mallow, Ben, Jen, Larry, and others whose names I don't know. At one point Brian tried to leave, I went after him. We wrassled and stuggled as I pulled him back into the club. And yes there were pictures taken. I was laughing so hard and working so hard to get Mallow back inside that I was having problems breathing. It was so worth it.

Every so often for the rest of the night, Brian would sneak towards the door and I would take off after him. Once he ran out into the courtyard and up the stairs just as a couple were coming down the stairs. I was standing at the base of the stairs, because I'm not running up stairs, and I said to the couple, "Never chase a commedian; they're faster than they look."

Brian told me later that there was one point where we were tussling that his feet did that thing that you see in cartoons, where they slide on the floor as you are trying to gain purchase. Somehow he didn't fall.

Good times. Good times.