Reason 189

Writing. Not only, Jason, are both of us fans of pulled pork barbeque sandwiches, Van Morrison, and the Muppets, but it seems we also both fancy ourselves writers, either for fun or for money (guess which one of us gets paid). For the past 188 days I have been a slave to my laptop, keys clacking away, in an attempt to write quirky, laugh-worthy, occasionally sweet posts about the two of us (ok, mostly about me, but it's getting harder and harder to write about someone I don't know). In that time I have often yearned for someone other than my lovely mother to provide me with immediate feedback and toss ideas my way so I can continue this little endeavor until my 365 day sentence is up. I don't want to be presumptuous, but I imagine you wouldn't mind a writing buddy to proofread your pages, provide you with that perfect turn of phrase, or demolish that pesky writer's block that occassionally sits heavy on your shoulders. You can trust me to be completely honest about the words you have poured your heart and soul into and I would expect you to give me the same respect (unless you have something snarky to say, then you can just keep it to yourself). So, the next time you need a little inspiration, Jason, feel free to lob some ideas my way or email me a scene that you've been tweaking for days and just can't seem to get right. I will be waiting by my trusty laptop, red pen in one hand and cocktail in the other.