Andrew J. Lederer

and I don’t have the money to get the proper clothes for this weather (or even an umbrella).

It’s cold inside this internet café. At “home”, it’s warm but filled with smoke.

Yesterday, my friend recommended me to a guy seeking acts for a (reasonably high-quality) no-pay gig. “Can we get him?” the guy apparently asked. “Isn’t he too big for this?”

Sure, I am.

I’m far too big.

For God’s sake, tonight I’m performing on a bill with Phil Nichol and Richard Herring. (For no money.)

I’m wet and cold.