by working at the LA Times, there are some real annoying ones too.

today we will discuss the people who email spam us.

for some reason people think that when they spam the Editor and all the famous writers and me, that we read their crazed ramblings. they think “ah, i see their email structure – firstname.lastname@latimes…. i wonder if i just took all their names and put them in the To: field if i could really get my message out to them?”

in some situations its actually sad because they are delusional and think they have something insightful to say, or they think they are breaking news to us about UFOs and conspiracy theories about the oncoming race wars. im sure every news agency gets these types and some of them are actually so crazy that they are entertaining for a line or two

but most of them are annoying.

so annoying that they require the flick of a finger to mark them as Spam.

the latest in the parade of the insane is a woman who lives on the wesssside. she claims that because she has canceled her subscription but still receives the paper that we have somehow wronged her. and because of that she will now spam us from her daily diary/blog.

“tit for tat” she quips at the end of the intro to her work.

and then proceeds to bore us with her insights about spirituality and blah blah blah.

todays she wrote a post about not having anything to write and then sent that out to god knows how many times staffers, most of whom probably never saw it because they marked it as spam weeks ago.

lucky me, my filter doesnt appear to be working.

i wanted to write her to tell her that 9 times out of 10 i do my best to encourage bloggers to keep writing because there will be a little treasure chest at the end of th rainbow,

but she is clearly that 10th writer who should give up the hobby because there will never be a reward in her future.

and frankly spammers do not deserve my tutelage. they are uninvited guests in the house of love.

so heres a tip i would have given her but the problem with working where i do is people pretend that our emails back to them are Important. people think that everything that we say Means something. and therefore if she actually got the attention that she is begging for, then my bitter pessimistic reply would be the fodder for her next yawnworthy post and i would have only fueled her fire and given her some weirdo Purpose.

when indeed she should just go back to making crystal necklaces for her friends and leaving the rest of the internet alone.

heres the tip: you always have something to say. you always can go deeper. you can always risk with your writing.

instead of skating around the edges of emotion and breakthroughs, grab that pickaxe and chip away at your walls.

delve down into the hidden rooms of your psyche and unearth the feelings that scare the crap out of you.

the reason you dont want to write is because you know theres something there if you do. the reason you bore people with you bull crap is because you are unwilling to actually serve up the good stuff that we can all relate to: fears, tragedies, evil, pleasure, indulgence, and sin.

al gore did not invent the internet so you could apologize for not posting or write about how you dont have anything to say.

this platform is here for you to high dive off cliffs that will kill you.

and if you are truly spiritual you know that when you die you go to heaven.

so jump.

this commercialization so soon, this sellout of pop culture, this auction of almost everything important within LOST

one of our reporters was given a tour of an auction being held this weekend in santa monica of thousands of props used on LOST

$45 if you want to view it. hundreds if not thousands if you wanna buy it.

my question is, why sell it so quickly? is ABC hurting for cash that badly? why not put it in a museum? the wheel that turned the island is for sale – where could that go?

what they didnt show, that is even more precious, but still for sale is the metal cup that Jack drank out of as part of the ceremony before he was made protector of the island.

im all for capitalism, and TV shows are meant to be commodities, but something about all of this seems so tawdry and tacky. and too too too soon.

you should never not have grilled chicken for your drive thru customers

you should never ask me to pull out of the drive thru and wait as you make the grilled chicken

you should never have kids making minimum wage raising the mcdonalds flag because a pissed off stranger might hand them each $20 to let him raise their flag as he waits for his grilled chicken to cook

there are very few things that piss me off, but when im hungry and you eff with me, things can get real evil real fast

effin rad

actually way more fun than i expected. not only was the music great but the conductor was totally busting the funniest jokes and alluding to the fact that orchestras tired of playing tchaikovsky’s biggest hit centuries ago.

very dry british dude who kept saying “later in the performance we will be playing a piece whos name escapes me, but im sure it will come to me.”

of course he was talking about the 1812 overture made famous in the Bad News Bears and countless other films. and it was to be accompanied by the USC Marching Band (who were politely booed by many in attendance who graduated from nearby UCLA). and yes there were fireworks. plentiful ones. of all sorts.

best line of the night by the conductor? as he was describing what was in store for us for the 1812, he plotted out how the piece was composed, beginning with this, building with that “and then Trojans will slide in on the end.”

as mentioned before you can bring bottles of wine to the bowl and picnic baskets so everyone is plastered by intermission and they simply cant shut the hell up. theyre humming theyre talking, theyre trying to eat potato chips(!), all of which are amazingly distracting when classical aficionados like myself are trying to enjoy the nuances the LA Phil are known for.

the bowl was gorgeous. the weather was summertime perfecto. and our seats couldnt have been better for a fireworks spectacular. in fact the truest spotted the daughter of Castle two rows in front of her, but her red hair was unmistakable.

im slowly falling in love with classical at the bowl. which only means one thing: im seriously getting old.

meanwhile, how you like this video captured from my freakin iPhone.

My formspring notification isnt working right (it’s supposed to email me when i get a question and its only just started working again) and lo today i found five questions. let’s get to the first one

“Will you marry me?”

an anonymous wedding proposal? fascinating.

i think marriage is an idealistic but silly exercise. the weird hope that two human beings, who constantly change and grow, would grow and change in unison is retardulous.

i am soooo much different today than i was 10 years ago. think about it, that was before blogging existed. anyone could tell you how much this weird blogosphere has changed my life and how i am percieved in this world.

and i was even more different than that 10 years before blogging. the concept that my wife would stay exactly the same as me or grow with me in a way that would sync perfect to the way i grow is nuts.

and lets not even think about the fact that she might get bored of my disgusting ways, horrible jokes, and boorish behaviors after 10 years.

americans loved LOST for pete sake and was so happy to see it go after just 5-6 seasons and that was a show that only entered their lives 20 times a season for one measly hour a week.

Lord knows the intelligent ever-growing woman that id be interested in would tire of my juvenile crap after 3 seasons. tops.

which is probably why i remain a bachelor. and happy.

with that said there are only 2-4 people who i could consider marrying at this point, and i would do it to please them, not to satisfy any weird animalistic reflex that i have. and since two of those people, anna kournikova and drew barrymore, have never met me, i doubt nuptials will appear in my google calendar any time soon.

but i am screening audition reels. so feel free to send them to my people.

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ucsb grad and former Daily Nexus county editor is a tv mogul now

sure hes also a movie director and a dater of movie starlettes

but its hard to believe that his biggest achievement wont be winning Sundance right outta film school

but it will be that Teen Mom, the spinoff of 16 & Pregnant, his finest tv show, is on the cover of US magazine this week.

dating mila kundis back in the day – meh

covering the rodney king riots in college – who cares

getting his latest mtv show on US? despite the fact that MTV has jersey shore – FTW!!!!!

congrats morgan. its nice to know joel brand taught you everything you know.

who disbanded, but the singer now leads Fun

and this is their newest video. be careful if you are prone to epileptic fits, however.

why isnt Fun at Sunset Junction this weekend?

They’re FUN!

Reggie Jackson says Tony Pierce’s curveball was the dirtiest he’d ever seen

life is so good

and yes i have his baseball card