An On-Line Journal
by Paul Buceta
2003 04 01 - The Competition.

I currently work with a writer who happens to have his own web site and comedy troop.
I've had the privilege to act with him in a few scenes a while back and found him to be a great comedian!
I like him, he's funny in both appearance and intellect.



(Hey, this is my site and I'll take all the cheap shots I want!)

Anyhow, I really like his writing and was completely impressed when visiting his site.
He is one of the funniest writers I have come across in a long while.



Here's an example of some song lyrics he wrote for the skit we acted in together;

Tammy
You make my hands clammy
You're like a double whammy
Of my heart

Tammy
My veggie sandwich tastes hammy
But I don't give a dammy
When you're by my side

Chorus
Tammy - Yeah!
Tammy - Yeah!
Tammy - Yeah!
You're the one for me.


Pretty profound stuff huh?
In the skit, he sang this to a girl/waitress he was trying to impress.
(Nope, he didn't get the girl)

Anyhow, I was really nervous about referring anyone to his site because he's a great writer, and this would only serve to expose my journal for the crap it is.

At least I can say that I am an actor and writer and he can only say he's a writer and… er, well nevermind.