insidebuzz : confessions of a future child star

Monday, April 25, 2005

Feeling the draft

I watched some of the NFL Draft this weekend, which is a personal tradition. Many man-hours have been logged over the years, watching the grueling selection process of college football's best. Each team has 15 minutes on the clock to make their selection. (That means it takes 5 hours to get through the first 20 picks.) I like to see who the Bucs draft, then guess how long it will take for Bruce Allen and John Gruden to run them out of Tampa Bay for some over-the-hill veterans. I capped off the weekend with a hike in Woodland Hills, because, I had begun to lose feeling in my legs. Think I might get the bike out tomorrow and head down to Woodley Park. I also need to get some headshots printed. At this rate, the money should last well into next week.

"Would you like to make that non-fat latte into a grande?"

12:46 AM |

Friday, April 22, 2005

Still waiting

Where the hell are you, Jose? Garbage disposal won't fix itself, holmes.

6:06 PM |

Movie Review: "Sin City"

Hooters: $23
Movie: $10
Snacks: $3.50
Total robbery: $36.50

At least there were some hot chicks in the movie.

6:02 PM |

Wasted

The day is wasted. I'm still sitting here, at 3:22 P.M., waiting for Jose to stop by and fix our garbage disposal. I've been sitting here since 8 A.M. Waiting. Waiting for Jose. Where are you Jose? I thought we were tight, yo. But now you do this. Leave me hangin' all day, with the stench of whatnot wafting through the air from our kitchen cesspool. Thanks. All this after I find out earlier in the week that my new North Hollywood home is haunted. See, if I close my bedroom door at night, there is a tapping, as if someone wants in. So now I leave it cracked. My brother then informs me that, years ago, the lady next door hung herself. Great. So now I've got her floating around, too. As if Chris wasn't enough to clean up after.

So here I am. Broke, bored, hungry, haunted.. waiting for Jose. Damn you Jose. Damn you.

3:22 PM |

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Violated

I've been googled. Again. For some reason it's even scarier when friends and family do it, and they wind up here. So, if you are either, or neither, I hereby apologize for anything I have said about you. Or anything that I will say in the near future. As always, I reserve the right to void any and all apologies at any time, as well as blogging drunk, naked, or both.

Have a nice day.

1:29 PM |

Monday, April 18, 2005

Operation Detox

What a weekend. My cousins from San Francisco rolled in, and after several rounds of beer and shots, we caught up on old times. Friday and Saturday. Then, the birth of a new tradition in the house: Deperate Sunday. Nothing like getting people together to watch America's favorite new soap over a few glasses of wine. Tomorrow, it's all business. Gotta get a job. And some headshots. And a haircut. And rippling abs.

Man, I amuse myself.

12:03 AM |

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

A new citizen for the trailer park

From allaccess.com:

[ Congrats go out to pop princess BRITNEY SPEARS and dancer hubby KEVIN FEDERLINE on the news that the couple is officially expecting a child. On her official website, www.britneyspears.com, SPEARS today made a brief announcement that read as follows:

"The time has finally come to share our wonderful news that we are expecting our first child together. There were reports that I was in the hospital this weekend. KEVIN and I just want everyone to know that all is well. Thank you for your thoughts and prayers. Love BRITNEY and KEVIN." ]

Barefoot + Pregnant + Smoking menthols = Hot

4:58 PM |

Monday, April 11, 2005

Every now and then

I have to remind myself that I live in Los Angeles. It's still hard to believe. I have to stop and pinch myself. Or jump on the freeway. I have a new address, new phone number, new bank, new gym. I have a new reality. One in which no two days are alike and paychecks are like the lottery. I have one contract position which I have fulfilled over the past two weeks, with the chance to do more in the future. The chance. A breakthrough today... a job advertised that hadn't existed last week. I'm more than qualified, and the resume packages have already been delivered. It would be a full-time position with benefits. Exactly what I need to get back on my feet financially after taking one of the biggest risks of my life. But, I won't bank on it, because I rarely do. So, more calls tomorrow. And the day after. I'm looking forward to rebuilding my accounts, so I can start taking classes. Every career is an ongoing learning process. Acting is no different. But I feel like I'm behind. It's as if I had the chicken pox and missed 8 years of school. I'll catch up, because I have to. Because I want to. I'm not half-assing this one. And that'll be a nice change.

9:04 PM |

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Don't these people have jobs?

Seven weeks before it opens in theaters - SEVEN WEEKS (which is 49 DAYS or 1176 HOURS) - Star Wars fans in L.A. are already lining up. Problem is, they're lining up at the wrong theater. How does one do this, anyway? Do you skip showering, eating, and going to the bathroom? Or do you and your fellow Jedi take turns? Does one Stormtrooper stay awake at night to keep watch? Do you pass the time by playing D&D? Think I'll go have some fun with these people this weekend.

3:32 PM |

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

The more things change...

...the more they stay the same, in Indianapolis. I see that lawmakers are fumbling around the daylight savings time issue again. Geez. Get on the train, already. Since I had to deal with DST for the first time in 4 years, I'm trying to figure out what time it is everywhere. East Coast I've got covered, but Indiana? What the hell time is it now? 5:30? 6:30? Drives me nuts.

Things are going well here in Los Angeles. Now that I'm pretty much settled into the apartment, I've been trying to get out and see more of the city. Went hiking in Runyan Canyon, and found another trail in the Hills, close to the Hollywood Sign. Runyan made me realize how lazy I've been lately. I did learn something though. I noticed the tangled remains of some steel structure on the side of a hill, along with a sign illustrating the history of the Outpost sign. Yes, about the same time as the Hollywoodland sign was constructed, this one was erected to highlight another housing development. The Outpost sign was one of the largest neon signs in the world.

Speaking of history, the other day I was wondering how Popes decided what name they would go by. Never found the answer, but I did find a pretty cool site listing every Pope and what he was known for.

1:35 PM |

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