, next up.. april 2010

la times, april 1
one baby changes everything

angels flight, april 2
lunch with some of the ladies of brand x on the way to starry kitchen

palm springs, easter
romantico italiano weekendo with the truest

holmby hills, april 9
somehow i was invited to the mansion on hef’s 84th birthday to interview him

city hall, april 12
to honor a former lapd officer who was killed in iraq they brought a similar vehicle he was killed in to the lapd hq

club nokia, april 13
karisa and i had such a weird time at the PiL show, in part because we were shushed for talking too loudly while in the pit

arclight, hollywood, april 16
in the lobby after seeing the second best film i saw all year

house of blues, sunset strip, april 18
how was bad religion? not bad.

henry fonda theatre, april 23
how was hole? not bad

ucla festival of books, april 24
creepiest thing i saw all month

the echo, april 28
juliette and the licks, yes thats juliette opening the show while playing drums

cyberspace, april 29
my employer thought it would be a good idea to have the public chat with me, strangely it ended well

it would be funny if they had signs that said “yay, everything is raw flesh!”

ok thatd be gross, but still

and then watched “Threesome”

maybe thats what Darth Vader loved about her

h/t goldenfiddlr, who is always out of this world

im just busy painting people’s pets at night

and writing about crazy people in Florida for the new LA Times blog Chatter in the day

but you are always in my heart.

especially now, during this holiday season.

theyre different than they used to be. and less specific, but theyre there.

theyve never been about stuff. but when theyre not about stuff you get stuff.

theyre more about being understood. about bonding intellectually. about being trusted

and trusting.

when i was in high school id be blown away if a pretty girl liked the same stuff i liked.

omg you love the blues brothers tooooooo????

its not like that. but more like, lets say whats ever on our minds for the next 15 mins.

no matter what comes out.

no matter how you may feel about me tomorrow. lets just say it. n do it.

once upon a time this very blog used to be where we’d all play that lil game.

now its snot. thats ok. everything changes. courage wanes. dreams adjust.

but one thing that remains is that i wanna do stuff with people.

all sorts of stuff. not all of them dirty.

but not all of them sweet.

feeling im the most boring person alive

i have zero drama in my life compared to these women.

and lets keep it that way.

maybe its cuz there are cameras in their face and the feel like theyve gotta front.

do you know how often i wanna front on a given fortnight?

bloggers shouldnt front. not american ones at least. we’re the examples.

maybe thats why canadian blogs are so good – no pressure eh

thats sarah palins advantage, b.t. dub, no one expects much out of her

they paint her as dumb and hokey. all i know is i saw kate gossling with those adorable kids

and sarah looked like a rockstar compared to her. and a movie star. and truly rugged.

the problem with the first few episodes is we see sarah in the woods with todd and todd’s a freaking outdoorsman, like professionally. hes amazing out there.

we also see her out in the wilderness with her dad who has been in the woods forever.

by putting her next to kate, finally we see a little more realistic context.

while camping, kate whines, “i dont understand why people have to pretend they’re homeless.”

i dont either baby.

my life is dark, cold, and empty

with you theres record highs so warm that if youre not wearing shorts…

its hot.

today my friends all gathered round to wish each other a merry christmas

they brought their precious little angels who when you said whaddya asking santa for…

theyd say a stable economy and a real plan to ease unemployment

children are best for blocking the shots from prying paparazzi

it was so good to see everyone, many of whom ive known half my life!

the littlest baby was uptight till this lil layne kept saying hi to him: adorables

the angriest cat in america was there and someone asked a little girl if she remembered being scratched two years ago by him and she was all nope!

the idea was to trim the tree but that tree looked just fine the way it was

the overflowing dishes of food, though, did appear in need of (reverse) trimming

especially the jumbo shrimp, cheese, and meatballs

know what made me happy? that no matter how old we get, theres always room for red plastic cups.

and little kids who’ll pour us a nice glass of apple juice on the floor

merry christmas friends, cya at new years!