So I'm walking to my vehicle after a very long day.

An "actor" says to me...

(I placed the word actor in quotations because to refer to this gentleman's efforts as true art would be inappropriate)

"You know Devon, I think I'd be of better use to you as a writer, say like, if you needed help with writing Brightside's upcoming project"

I paused at my vehicle...

Door handle in mid lift...

And said, "Hmm...Thanks. Have a goodnight."

And then I thought, wouldn't that be like saying...

"Hey King. I know I'm a court jester and all, but what I really want to do is rule... Yeah, I know."

"I tried to speak to you at MacArthur's English Pub a few weeks ago, but your royal guards wouldn't let me through ("I think they hurt my arm") and besides I was really off that night. But anyway, if you ever need any help pillaging lands, sacking villages, invading other countries, raising taxes, burning heretics at the stake, etcetera, you just let me know, because I'm your guy! Oh, the fire throwers are done! My set's up next, but thanks for your time, your majesty"

Master your craft before moving onto the next.

Boss be a boss. Do what you do.

At least that's what I think.

This is my second blog entry.

I think I'll do another. - DK