john scott ridgway's Page

Remember being in treatment, you bastard? It happened. Anyways, you called me and said you were making AMENDS for all the shit you stole from me -- which now you only admit was the stereo and the dog, which is fine... I do not want to go there, okay? Anyways, you said that though you were broke, you, quote, "OF course, when my Thespian Marvelousness, the TM, we call it... few know that, because there are few of us... is once more recognize by the assanine public, I will be paying you in full." (I got the word for word through the Freedom oF Information, from those tapes from the FBI made of my phone calls, when they came after me because you kept calling the Sarah Palin Campaign and demanding phone sex for a vote, which of course they did at first, but you had to overdo it...). Now, I get nothing...

Anyways, I am interested in the New Show. How the crew pulls a show out of your ass is going to be pretty interesting to see, if not actually pretty at all... I mean, they have a hell of a time keeping you under control when you admit to what drugs you are doing, but every time you get out of treatment you start pretending you are straight (for example, that time I saw you snorting coke with a fifth of jack in your hand). This stage of usually lasts a few months, then we get to the 'I'm going to meet my sponsor at a meeting." You start calling getting wasted a 'relapse' for awhile during this period...(like the time you were at the Playboy Club, during what turned out to be an eight year 'relapse.')
Anyways, good luck with the show, and I mean it. I of course forgive you for a lot because you show up most of the time with whores and drugs, and that is no kind of friend to discourage from stopping by...