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I'm watching my plans for the weekend activities around my work get lost in the coming blizzard to the Upper Midwest. All of a sudden I realize I've reached the point where I have to keep a schedule with apparatus and not just memory recall. Now I'm sitting at my computer wondering how the hell I got here.

Back in the day when I accepted I just simply wasn't a road comic, it was back to Chicago to find a good day slave that'd pay well and perhaps provide me some advancement. This was shortly b...