jennings rampage

Today, I challenge myself not to be so flaky.

This is the challenge: close out the month of February with a blog entry on every single day. Make the rest of that calendar full of blue links. Let the wall determine what it wants stuck to it. And then on March 1st, hell, do it again. It’s why I have a blog.

It won’t be easy; I’m working during the week, settling into a new apartment during the evenings, teaching and performing on the weekends. Hell, the Dirty South Improv Festival is next weekend, and that will almost certainly be a hectic and manic and crazy, but look: I’m no longer the most important Scott Jennings on the Internet, and that, my friends, will not stand. I’ve been bumped down by some other blog with an odd design that’s updated perhaps monthly, and that’s a shame I can not bear. I can’t pretend to know how Google works, I can’t remember if it was penguins or monkeys or seagulls or what, but I figure updating every day certainly can’t hurt matters much. And so I will march through the rest of the month with my head held high, or I’ll go back and delete this entry and pretend it never happened. Shhhhhhh.

Oh, you don’t think throwing down a meaningless gauntlet in front of myself constitutes a Qualifying Blog Entry? Well then, here: today is day 10 of my latest Atkins attempt, living with Austin The Protein Nut will make it go easily; the preliminary estimate on the damage I did to the Pete O’Bryan Green Urban Machine was $820 to replace the glass, once I experienced Atkins-related kidney failure, Pete decided to explore other options; my office has had a steady stream of homeless people walking through as we’re doing a paid study on “smoking,” and word has spread quickly, leaving it up to the poor administrative staff to try to turn them away as I’m quietly amused; Greg Maddux is a Chicago Cub again, and I’m far more at peace with that than when Tom Glavine (who is dead to me) went to the Mets; Jeff is finishing the process of getting me a 1994 Ford Thunderbird, which I’m very excited about; things like cable and cable modem and electricity and water are working in the new apartment, and very soon we’ll get couches and things and stop living like serial killers; my cats are adorable; teaching my advanced scenework class has been very challenging and fulfilling and I’m looking forward to doing it again; and despite the endless stream of unique challenges I’ll probably always find for myself, life continues to be amazing and thrilling and beautiful.

More tomorrow.