Cool beans......is all you get to eat, right?

Fuck it. What I really need to do is figure out what makes both women and potato chips so appealing that I overindulge a teensy, weenzie bit. By that I mean, I empty the bank account on sweet bon bons. Picture a sieve:


Now picture a bunch of money stampeding its way through it.

You know how much rent I pay to live on Fantasy Island? Here I am in happier times:


Please stop this madness before I really wind up like Herve. I'm begging you, please!! (On a side note, did you know that Herve Villechaize's father was a doctor and died in WWII as part of the French Resistance? Or that Herve was the youngest artist to ever exhibit in the Museum of Paris? Or that his big break came in 1974 in The Man With the Golden Gun?) Read more about the downward spiral here: http://www.franksreelreviews.com/shorttakes/tattoo/tattoo.htm

If I keep up my fill-the-void existence, my next role will be a dinner roll. 6 months from now...