Word around the campfire is that I'll be bumped to another night, but if you look right now I'm on the schedule for David Letterman this Wednesday--I never thought I would be in a list with Alicia Keys and Freddie Prinze, Jr. but God moves in mysterious ways.
I am trying to imagine the backstage shenanigans right now, and somehow I am failing. I am thinking of bringing my bocce set and trying to get them to play, or maybe some imprompty candlepin bowling. We shall see.
If I do get rescheduled, I'll let you know when I know that it'll be happening, and hopefully we'll score somebody more bitchin' than Ms. Keys or Mr. Prinze.
4:11 PM
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