Okay, fine.

Hey, kids! Blog!

I figured that now that I'm in a new town, and I have something called ambition finally, it might be an okay time to share the bullshit that pops into my head with all you motherfuckers. That said, I have no idea whether or not this will be any good. But let's start.



I'm hungry.



That was pretty good. Look for more interesting things like that on a near-constant basis.

I guess I can recap some recent stuff: I moved to Chicago two weeks ago. I've applied for forty jobs. I finally have an interview in an hour an a half. What kind of job does this interview portend? It's a pizza place. Yep, moving up in the world.

Labor Day weekend I was back to NW Ohio. Yes, already. Nick Andersen married Anne Steiner in Bluffton, and I was proud to attend. Lovely ceremony, Nick's dad performed the ceremony, and his mom sang, which always rules. Got to hang out with some lil bastards i haven't seen in awhile.

It was odd to be back so quickly, I feel vacation-y. Odd but great. Went to a high school football game, witnessed a blowout, and played with a seriously spastic young lad. Also: wedding happened. Got drunk. Ate barbecue with my parents. Ate barbecue with Keaton's parents. Made fun of Keaton's cat. Other stuff happened, too.

Now I'm in Chicago again, in my badass apartment. Pictures of said badassery to follow. Why did I move here, you ask? If you've spoken to me in the last year you probably know. I'm here to be funny. Not just look funny, but BE funny. Writing jokes and watching improv, with improv/writing classes to come soon.

That's enough outta me. I need help with layout, and if you have a blog you want me to link to, and you're my friend, let me know. Send $3.00 to:

James B Hanna
3605 W. School, Apt. 1
Chicago, IL 60618

This is fun. Spleen you soon.