I am waiting for the wife to finish getting ready to go to the TLC promo commercial which is shooting in Greenpoint somewhere today. We have a car picking us up at 6am which is fucking crazy.
Several of the big TLC stars will be there. Sister wives. Midgets. American Muslims. Even the tattoo guy from NY ink.
I know he is gonna tell me I need to get a tattoo. Tatto people always tell you how great it is. Not by me. I am gonna tell him "Thanks but no thanks. Tattoos are for pirates. Like parrots and peg legs. And I don't think I want any of them any time soon. But thanks for asking dude."
