The Harsh Reality
I'll never get to do anything as cool as being cast as the Doctor in Doctor Who. I'll never even be in an episode or get to be on set with the TARDIS set.
The likelihood of achieving any of the lofty entertainment goals I had over 20 years ago is pretty damn low.
Kind of sucks to not even be 40 yet and see nothing but people younger than you already doing much better. Even worse is knowing that most of it is largely my fault.
Still and all, I've got a Blue & Gold Dinner and at least one retirement community to perform for this week. I can almost afford more antibiotics!
6 Comments:
Thanks. I have YOU to blame for getting me hooked on Doc Who.
In un-related news: Get better soon. It's no fun to see you suffer.
2:18 AM
I need a Tardas for all my camping crap.
2:34 AM
Get a Tardis, you can go back and be famous afterward.
And at least you get paid for having fun. I have to pay to have fun and only get paid for the not-so-fun stuff.
3:14 AM
Those antibiotics are making you bitchy... ;)
8:37 AM
was that antibiotics or alcoholics?
6:29 PM
retirement community...ugh. that reminds me of my job. GOOD LUCK WITH THE OLD BAGS, ANDY!
6:36 PM
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