I had come in to do a post on a random episode of SATC, but I got interrupted. I should have known it was coming, the usual message from cousin asking if I was watching the wrestling tonight.
Yes, sort of.
Walsh-:"What do you mean sort of? Either you're watching or you're not."
Me-:"It's on, I'm sitting here in front of the tv, but I've been trying to write. DVR is taping so I'll flip through it later catch what I missed."
Walsh-:"Did you see your man?"
Me-:"I heard the Pack's promo and Werewolf King's match, yeah. Why?"
Walsh-:"Don't sound so excited."
Me-:"Okay I will try to keep it to myself."
Walsh-:"So when they break your boys apart and have them feud against each other, where's your loyalty going?"
Me-:"That's one of the stupidest things you've ever said to me. And you mean if."
Walsh-:"No, I mean when." another message came in less then thirty seconds later. "????????"
Me-:"Depends on what they do with the characters."
Walsh-:"What do you mean?"
Me-:"Just what I said. Depends on how the characters evolve?"
Walsh-:"What's wrong with you tonight?"
Me-:"I haven't written anything in over a week. I'm really trying to fight writer's block."
Walsh-:"It's just writer's block. Nothing to be a bitch about."
Me-:"Really? Okay, you go and not be able to poop for a week get clogged up and gassy and then tell me how bitchy you are. That's the way writer's block is. You get mentally and emotionally clogged up."
Dead silence. I got up got a coffee. When I sat down to watch the end of the show, I got another message.
Walsh-:"Potty mouth."
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