Friday - 12/8/06

1:31 PM Paul: notrils?
that's gross, dude
1:32 PM you're gross
Michael: it is
Paul: and you're ugly
ask me if i'm drunk right now
Michael: hey let's not fly off the handle here
Paul: cause i wish i was
and i will be in like 8 hours
Michael: when are you coming to dc?
Paul: no time soon, sadly.
Michael: that is sadly
Paul: indeed
i want to come. maybe january.
1:34 PM Michael: you just produced a tragicomedy in my eye
Paul: oooo, that can sting
1:35 PM Michael: it's ok, i sprayed my eye with bleach to get it out
Paul: good man. we'll call you cyclops, until you blind your other eye. then we'll call you no-clops
michael no-clops
Michael: haha
1:36 PM my clops are both fine sir
Paul: ah, michael two-clops, the fourth
1:37 PM Michael: i''ll give you a black clops if you say that to my face
Paul: hahahaha
our conversations are always the best
Michael: it's true
never second rate
1:38 PM Paul: sometimes third, but never second
Michael: exactly
usually third actually
Paul: mmm, indeed.
1:39 PM Michael: quite
Paul: an exchange from purpler rain goes "he's a remarkable thespian?" "remarkable?" "quite."
1:40 PM Michael: not bad
Paul: it's in regards to ratface, the insane asylum patient who never speaks
Michael: hahaha
Paul: he's actually insanely attractive, but everyone calls him ratface
1:41 PM Michael: i need to read that script
brilliant
Paul: we're working on it this weekend. it's going to change a lot, i think
Michael: how so?
1:43 PM Paul: well, we took some time away from it and now we're going back so it's bound to change. some of the script just needs tuning, while some of it needs completely different direction. we might have a "surviving the game" type deal in the woods on the way to minnesota, or deal more deeply with other characters that we sort of gloss over. we shall see. it's bound to be hilarious, whatever happens.
1:45 PM Michael: as long as its still hilarious, i'll allow for editing
but i have my clops on you guys
1:46 PM Paul: hahaha. i'm keeping my clop on you
we should call somebody by-clops from now on
Michael: no that's an insult!
now
1:47 PM Paul: who do we know who is incredibly cloppy or cloppish?
1:48 PM Michael: i was at a chinese restaurant last night with big m and sendor and menachem got the following fortune in his cookie (verbatim): "Maybe you can live on the moon in next century."Then a few minutes later he picked up another and got: "Maybe you can live on the moon in next century."
so he's booked after 2100
1:49 PM Paul: shit. maybe it's definite.
Michael: hahaha