And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, Barbra Streisand decided to do four more shows. Babs wanted to do free concerts, like Limp Bizkit, but I set her straight. Check out those prices for the first row. There’s going to be some empty bank accounts come time for that next mortgage payment. Don’t you just love it?

Of course, sometimes you just have to work with what you’ve got. Like Tim McGraw and that horse, or Eminem and firearms. Gee, I really had to get behind him on that one, but it was worth it.

But what’s really rewarding is seeing the results of a long term project. I remember last year when all the other imps laughed at me when I tempted a college student into quitting school and starting his own business. “What are you doing with him?” they all asked. “That’s kid stuff,” they said. But I had the last laugh. A big hearty evil laugh. Just like the old days when I tempted John with Yoko.

I’m known by many names – Lucifer, Beezlebub, Old Scratch – but that college kid reminded me of an old nickname that I haven’t heard since I tempted KISS into performing without their makeup. However, it’s been a long time since anyone has called me Apster. In fact it’s been so long that they forgot the letter “N.”

I must be on my way. I have to make arrangements down below for some new arrivals. I’m expecting about 20 million new tenants. It’s sure going to be crowded down there, but we’ll manage.

Besides, we’ll have some great music.