I Need You, Maine.

I’ve had a bad week between trying to fix a virus that has metastasized throughout every file I have ever posted to my blog and having pre-cancerous spots zapped off my face. You know what would turn this week around? If you buy a ticket to my show at the State Theatre in Portland. Friday, August 17th.

My own parents aren’t coming. But that’s not surprising. They didn’t come to my college graduation either. Or my first job interview. Or when I lost my virginity.