Bio of a Bear

My registered name (whatever that means)is Script For a Jester's Tear..  My mommy calls me Bear, she's 'Tine Lady.  Then there's Joey Lady and Big Guy.  I used to live with them when i was little.  But that doesn't matter.  Let me tell you what happened lots of big moons ago.

Joey Lady and Big Guy came over and told me that Momma had gotten hurt in her black box zoomie thing (they called it a "car" though)  They then told me that she was at ECMC (erie canine medical center?) I guess its some sort of vet place for two-leggers.  They took me to their house.  

Momma's home now.  She keeps telling me stories.  She broke her left foreleg and her back.  She lays around on her bed all day, but sometimes comes to see me in her wheelchair.  I like it when she does that.

Just thought i'd introduce myself.  I'm a bit conflicted about this.  I think Momma would be so proud of me for learning how to type.  But she's probably mortified i'm sharing her secrets.

I hope she doesn't find out.   

The one in which we discuss new exciting job opportunities while comatose

         So as I mentioned last time i spent the first week or so after the accident working in California.   The details are a little blurry at this point but somehow I'd gotten an opportunity to do some walk on part work for TV shows.  I was working on a half-hour teen dramedy about a high school cheerleader.  I ended up in a small fender fender and had to go to hospital and they found some stuff wrong with me that left me recovering for a few days.  I had suffered some untreated injuries in an accident back home a few days before i headed to CA.  The other show I don't remember specifics but i landed in the hospital after suffering asthma attack triggered by some weeds being used for decorations.

         I'm not sure about anyone else but when dreaming normally I have trouble reading.  Not that i cannot read, but anything i look at is gobbledy-gook.  And it's all forms of reading, books, news papers, websites, etc.  Well while i was in CA working, i was able to find myself on the IMDB.  :-)

I don't know.  There was a few other acting gigs but i don't remember enough details.  One thing I really don't understand is why I spent Hallowe'en at Kevin Sorbo's house.  I was fairly well cognizant of real time going by and the accident was well after Hallowe'en.  

Oh and did I mention the hospital i was in was geographically in CA but was sovereign Canadian land? Well it was.  And it was staffed by Buffalonians.  So something was soaking through from the real world.

Next time we'll discuss some of the other jobs i worked while tripping.