Stardate 9 December, 2005

Okay, suckers, can't talk to long today, as it's a busy one. Meeting with some athletes. Can't say who, but you see them all the time. They want me to rep them. I'm not sure I want to because athletes are even bigger babies than actors and more athletes end up in jail than actors. So who needs the headache, right?

But then of course, when I make a 150 million dollar six year deal for them to play on some team that they will eventually leave before the deal is closed, that's 15 million in my pocket. Unless they violate a morals clause or other rules in the contract, then it goes way down and the new house I bought in Park City off that deal goes by-by. Again, who needs the headache, right?

One thing’s for sure. I'll get the best seats to all the games and -- what am I talking about. I ALREADY get the best seats to all the games. (SC vs USC, yeah, you got it, I was on the field, motherfucker.) I'm Sid Sherdel. Sid Sherdel gets the best seats to EVERYTHING.

Smell that? That's right, it smells like pussy to me.

Talk to you next time, suckers.