House of Black Wings Trailer!!!!

I'm so excited about this! It's the trailer for House of Black Wings...the film I worked so hard on (so did everyone else!), and that I'm so extremely proud of. Me being me, I'm going to point out that I am thrilled to see my name listed in the credits as "Assistant DP". I wasn't expecting that, but I'm very flattered. I've seen the trailer before, but now it has the awesome original music by Chris Fuller. I can't contain myself for the next news about director David's progress. This is gonna be so good. The trailer says so. This was an amazing experience, and I can't thank Clare and David enough for getting me involved. So proud. So excited. Here's the link to MySpace. Neat.

http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&VideoID=34571106

http://www.myspace.com/houseofblackwings

Stuff That Might Interest Someone

I haven't blogged in quite some time. So. What do you people want from me, regular updates? I guess I can try to deliver, but I've got a life to live here. Okay, not much of a life; but updates are required nonetheless.

Still on the search for work. We have less than a week left w/ the Saints Wilson. We'll have to take up friend Leah on her offer of shelter; once our time here is complete. I'm hopeful we can get a place and jobs and income, etc, soon, for I am very anxious to have our own space. This doesn't mean, however, that I'm not having a great time hanging out w/ Jason and Lorri. I'm super happy that I've gotten the chance to get to know them better. I'm actually having a blast here. We've been playing poker, a board game of Jason's called "Zombies!!!" (news flash, I love zombies), and watching tons of trash TV. They're TV junkies, introducing us to such guilty pleasures as Keeping up with the Kardashians (sp?), and one very painful episode of The Hills. Also, Lorri and I have been casually chatting about working on some sort of business plan-film related of course. No specifics yet, but we're both determined to not have to work day jobs anymore. I'll keep it updated.

We've also been finding our way about in the LA area. Strangely, we've been in a couple of rush hours thus far, as well as "regular traffic" (whatever that means), and I don't find myself stressed, or killing myself, trying to find my way around. Yesterday we took a drive out to Santa Monica (our intended final settlement area), walked from the Third Street Promenade all the way down to Venice Beach (which was an absolute hoot); and back...about 8 miles total. Nice to get some walking in...the most since we left our beloved Chicago. Don't let that fool you. I'm really enjoying this area so far. We feel quite at home. I have the sense that we are going to do quite well here (I will not accept that I just jinxed myself...I think the negative crap is behind me now). We found the house on the boardwalk that the other half has been eyeing. It's over 3 million, but we can (not hope) but plan. Take that universe! :) It's not sold. I see why...it's right in the middle of all the chaos that is the beachfront. Wacky! However, the house itself is fabulous. We didn't see inside, but per the other half, it's 3 br/3bath and the exterior is beautiful...currently including a bum on the front stoop. Neat. Anyway, we're not ruling it out, but a place in Santa Monica would probably be more of our speed.

So, you want to know about The Price is Right, do ya? Neither of us got to contestant's row, and therefore not on stage, but we did have an amazing time. Loved it. The taping we were at, will be aired on June 5th, so take a look. We were in the third row, just to the left of contestant's row (that's left if you're Drew on stage--stage left), so we did get some camera time. Plus, I was wearing a Charlie's Angel t-shirt. My network television debut...sad, isn't it? A few observations. The models, while they look plastic and unappealing on television, are actually quite stunning in person. Drew was a stitch, taking time to chat w/ the audience during "commercial" breaks. Both the other half and I got to shake hands w/ him after the taping ended. The studio was quite tiny...and just as kitchy as it looks on the tube. It was a bit sad; seeing all of the magic in person. I've watched this show since childhood, so it left me a bit depressed. However, it was just awesome to see all of the behind the scenes action (not to mention the hot cue card dude. Nice). While we waited for our taping @ 4pm (we had to be there @ 7am to get in line), we discovered The Grove; a fun shopping center just a few blocks away from the studio. It's attached to the LA Farmer's Market; which I am absolutely in love with. A maze of shops, restaurants, fruit stands, delis, bars, etc. Just awesome. It's my new favorite place. I think it's located in West Hollywood/LA. I'm unsure of the exact location; since everything is so mixed together. Hey, I'm still learning. Oh, btw, as we were wandering The Grove on our 3 hour break before we had to be in line @ the studio (we taped @ 4pm, but had to be in line by 12:30pm--yeah, tell me about it. Bad benches and bad news for my back; I'm still reeling from all of the sitting and waiting), we saw Aaron Eckhart in Barnes & Noble. He looked great in person; fabulous hair and handsome face. He is also one of the entrants into my Stew of Sin, so it was a great horny pleasure. We also thought we spotted Heather Locklear, but after careful stalking, we discovered it was not her. So, our visit to CBS Studios did not give us "A NEW CAR!!!", but we did fulfill lifelong dreams. We do plan to return for another shot at contestant's row, but not for awhile.

Today, we found our way back to The Grove to meet w/ old college chum, Kate. We had a wonderful breakfast @ The Farm, met her friend Michael/Mickey (an awesome guy) and all four of us attended a screening of Ironman (Iron Man?)...with several obnoxious, chatty children. More on the film later. For now...I loved it! We then went to one of the main eating/drinking sections of The Farmer's Market and sat drinking and eating and chatting for a couple of hours. It was a blast. Both the other half and I are convinced that our social lives will be drastically different than they were in Chicago. We plan to become part of Kate's Friday night social group...every week @ The Farmer's Market. Fun times.

More later, cuz I'm sure I've missed something...but I hope all are well. Perhaps the next time I report, things will be more stable...in every possible way. I hold hope that that will be the case.

Love.

klugula

Maidenhead

Friend (and current roomie) Lorri kindly showed me a cut of her upcoming film, Maidenhead. It is with temp sound and temp score, but already super good.

Here's a link to the current website. The film is still in post (obviously).

http://maidenheadmovie.com/

Lorri is so good...hell, in everything she does. Makes you a bit sick. I hate uber-talented folks. They irritate me...but in a good way, I guess. It's a film she wrapped last year, and co-stars AJ Bowen of The Signal (had a brief stint in the theatres recently; got good reviews) and Michael Parks (apparently one of Tarantino's stable of actors). A quick synopsis...young man (Bowen) takes care of his aging dad (Parks); who happens to be a vampire. Won't say more; cuz I don't want to give it away. It's shot in black and white, and has echoes of everything from Vertigo to Romero's Martin. I confirmed w/ Lorri that indeed the lead character of Martin was an homage to Uncle George's vampire masterpiece. With the exception of one scene, the film has a timeless quality. It seems to take place in many eras; but a great deal of the credit for that goes to the score; which is obviously a borrowed one. It's apparently taken from some Hitchcock films (I heard some Psycho in there---God bless you Bernard Herrmann). I hope the new score is able to capture the feel of the temp score, cuz it completely works, and really gives the entire experience a unique feel.

Frankly, I didn't get to concentrate on Lorri's performance (of course it was good), cuz I was really drawn in to the film. I guess that's a good thing. Correction, she and her co-star (Bowen) had really great chemistry. There. That works. Performance commentary. Plus, Bowen is really cute.

I won't give anything away here, but there's one special effect that is super, super, super. Eerie. Nasty...in great ways. Kudos to all.

Hook me up Lorri. I want to work with these folks. They seem nifty.

Stew of Sin #100

So, for the biggie 100th entry into my stew; I wanted someone classy, worthy of such an honorable position in my debauchery. So, while he's still as sexy as can be; and while he's been hot @ every point of his career, I've chosen a photo from his younger days. Look @ the photo, I think you'll see why. So, here is Hollywood royalty, Clint Eastwood.

The Simpsons are going to LA

Or rather, they already are there. In Burbank to be exact. Yes, the other half and I have left behind Phoenix (we'd been there so long, it was clearly time), and are now staying in the abode of The Saints Wilson. Friends Lorri and Jason have allowed us to crash (is that the proper term for being given a home when you're homeless?) for 2 weeks with them. I'm optimistic that we'll have somewhere to really call home when that time is up. If not, we do have a place to continue our "crash" with friend Leah. However, as grim as things may seem, we're very excited to be here. We arrived yesterday; after a night's stay outside San Diego (we stayed @ the same place before we arrived in Phoenix--part of our epic road trip), and I'm literally sitting here wondering what the hell my first step should be. What the hell do I do now? We've got plenty of money (for now--thanks family members from both sides), and a roof over our heads (for now). I really feel exhausted; and kind of confused. However, it seems that the four of us roomies will get along fine. We figured it's been over two years since we all saw one another. I guess we'll see how well things go by the time the 2 weeks are complete. But hey, what am I talking about? We'll be out of here before the 2 week deadline, and all will be simply beautiful.

So, what's on the agenda today? Some grocery shopping? Job hunting? Nose picking? I'm anticipating all of these; as well as many more fun activities.

So, with no fanfare at all (never what I anticipated), I am living in LA. What was it friend Chris said? "The land of broken dreams". Well, that remains to be seen.

The other half and I decided to make a run for The Price is Right. Hell, we've got some more free time, and perhaps we can get on the evening show and win the million dollar spectacular. That would solve some problems. Plus, I can congratulate Drew on the job he's doing. Frankly, I was not sure he would make it. His first few weeks on the job were not promising. However, he's really come into his own. He's sarcastic, makes fun of the products, and really seems to want the folks to win. I'll miss Bob Barker; he can never be replaced, but hell if I don't love what Drew's doin'. Kudos to you.

Also, Thursday, as we moved past the California border, and through a border patrol checkpoint, we were welcomed into the state in proper fashion. We were stopped and examined (we do have a cover over the bed of our truck, perfect for transporting Mexicans), the drug dog checked us out and we were ready to drive away. The other half put the car into drive, and we heard, "Spikes!". So the guy in front of us, threw down the highway spikes as a red SUV sped through the checkpoint and onto the open road. We waited for all of the border patrol vehicles to give chase, got our okay to move on, and drove as quickly as we could to follow the show. For fifteen miles we saw rubber chunks in the road, and dozens of; what appeared to be cocaine and weed, packages strewn on the side of the road (cuz I totally know that stuff). We never did see what became of the offenders (oh, sorry, alleged offenders), but a high speed pursuit and almost drug bust, really made me feel welcome in our new home state. Isn't that how things are on the CA roads? That's what TV tells me. It doesn't lie.

Stew of Sin #99

Cameron Mathison; from All My Children. I don't watch the show, but happened to see him one morn, and knew he had to be a part of my delicious stew. So, here he is. He's also currently my desktop photo. Nifty.

Stew of Sin #98

Most of you won't know this next lad to be added to my sinful array of hotties. He's a gay porn star from the fabulous Bel Ami Studios. He goes by Lukas Ridgeston...and he's quite a gay...er, guy. He's a fave, and I'm sure you'll find him to be quite the appetizing dish. Get aload of those eyes. Enjoy.

Stew of Sin #97

Chris Klein. We all know and love him from Election and the American Pie films. Just in the past couple of days, I've seen bits of him in American Dreamz and some Leelee Sobieski (sp?) Josh Hartnett film on cable. I've decided he's too cute and too goofy to not add to my stew. A hearty welcome to Mr. Klein.

Good heavens! It's an update!

Things haven't changed much since my last post.

I called friend Dayna about the possibility of performing at the 45th Anniversary of Straw Hat Players (the summer stock company @ MSU; Moorhead--my old stomping grounds). Actually, we talked last week, and I said things may work out for me to be there. However, today I told her of our recent misfortunes, and that chances were slim to none that we would be attending. So, that's in the shitter.

I sent my references to Wells Fargo (the final paperwork before I would start in mid-June), so that is complete. Of course, within a week, we may be in LA. Who knows.

Speaking of LA, I've sent out numerous requests to friends; asking for a place to crash for at least a month. We've gotten a couple of yesses, but we're examining every possible option. One was from friend Leah, saying that we could kick her from her room, and she would take the couch. Yeah, I want that on my conscience. But, we've not ruled it out; so thanks Leah. Lorri also offered us a place, so that's on our list of maybe's as well. Contacted friend Cara in Henderson, NV (outside Vegas), and that is another opening. Many others would have said yes, but due to space constraints, or other situations, it would not be workable. So, to all those who offered (we haven't said no yet) and to those who would like to assist, but can't, I offer my eternal gratitude. We really are up shit creek, and the positive vibes we are getting from folks, really helps.

On top of all of this, the other half has to return to Chicago for a pending court date. He's using his remaining miles for a freebie ticket. That's all well and good, but there is great confusion (on the part of even the court folks) about a notation on the online court proceedings. You see, we don't know exactly when the date is. No one can tell us, and he can't afford a second trip to Chicago if the one we believe it to be, turns out to be wrong. So, that's adding a bit of stress as well.

Something's working against us. I believe someone cursed us.

I guess we also have the option of contacting the family I have here in AZ...Tucson to be exact. Of course, they're on my biological father's side, and I haven't seen them in over 25 years...so there you go.

We did get out of the hotel room yesterday (we have 3 more nights paid for), by going to Fountain Hills. We walked around the park, viewed the fountain in all of its glory (apparently the highest fountain in the world), and then hit the Ft. McDowell Casino. Before you get your panties in a bunch, we went up there last week (before the drama) to join their players club. You get free shit, so that's why we go. Well, the 10 bucks you get for free, you had to wait for 24 hours. So, we made it up there last week and again yesterday, used the 10 bucks (which you have to use to play) on a 3 hour bingo game. It was great fun, took our mind off our considerable troubles, and it was free. We didn't win, but on one game, I was one number away from winning 300 bucks. That would have been helpful.

So, still no plan of attack. I'm hoping that the other half is able to go to Chicago this week, and that the court date is what we believe it to be...then that will be out of the way. I'm hoping that we can up our hotel for one adt'l week, and by the end of that time, that we will have a course to follow. It's so up in the air. I think I'm remaining remarkably calm; considering what we're up against. However, this is putting a great deal of stress on my relationship w/ the other half. We're generally okay, but any small issue or argument; immediately blows up into a shouting match. The stress is hidden, but so close to the surface, it doesn't take much to let it out.

Love to all.

Can't we just win the lottery? Whoever (whomever?) said that money doesn't buy happiness, is probably right...but it sure as shit does buy security. So, you know what? It does buy happiness...cuz to me, security would equal happiness at this moment. It really would.

I've always said (while I wouldn't turn down being filthy rich) that I would be happy to be able to live without the possibility of losing my home, to go to the grocery store and buy what I want; not only what I need, and to take a trip to the record store, and not have to stop and think about how I will eat, if I happen to want to pick up a DVD. I don't think that's so great a request. Security, and a bit of cash to live life and have fun. Lord.

Oh, and we still are getting our mail @ "Reynaldo's" address. The fact that we have to return there to get our stuff, adds that stress as well. We're waiting on some funds from family to open a POBox, so we don't have to worry about "Reynaldo" lighting our junk mail on fire, and poking them into his eyes. Cuz, you know it's happened before...only with cigarettes. Nice. It's just all of these little bits of details that have to be addressed. Things you don't think about in your regular life. Take 'em for granted? Not any more. I love having my mail delivered directly to me...and only me.

Later.

We Are Homeless.

Anger doesn't quite cover it. Mad...nah, too weak. Let's try BLINDING, WHITE RAGE. That sounds okay. Wait, I've got it. Add some humiliation into the mix, and you'll be pretty close to what is floating around in my mind.

Where do I begin with this tale of madness...literally MADNESS. Certifiable, once committed madness.

We've now been in lovely Phoenix for a 2 and 1/2 weeks. Okay, not too long...certainly not long enough to make someone hate us with a psychotic, irrational loathing. At least I don't think so. But, then again, I'm not certifiably insane.

Let's just put it this way. If you ever decide to move in with a friend, at their suggestion, when you're down on your luck, and need a few weeks to a few months to get back on your feet, and they are generous enough to offer a room in their home, make sure you ask ahead of time if they might be harboring an illegal immigrant with paranoid schizophrenic delusions. It might save you a lot of heartache. Of course, I think back to my upbringing, and until today I had forgotten this valuable lesson given to me by my mother. Why oh why didn't I remember these words of wisdom.

Well, last week, our generous host (note it is now singular) told us the tale of his roomie/former boyfriend/I don't know what the hell to call it, nor do I care at this point, and apparently he has a rather colored past; as far as his mental health.

Update. I was writing this f***ing blog and it didn't save properly, so poof, many words gone missing.

Suffice to say that currently the other half and I are (OH, WHAT DO I CARE ABOUT WHO READS THIS...GET OFFENDED), COMPLETELY AND TOTALLY FUCKED.

We are, in fact homeless. The past two days have only barely surpassed the fuck-up-ed-ness of the days prior to our move from Chicago. Stress can't begin to describe what I'm experiencing.

There's so much rage within me right now, I dare say, I'm actually frightened by what I'm feeling.

I don't feel as though I have many folks whom I can turn too; certainly not for our current monetary needs; and definitely, based on some of the reactions I've received to the tale of our current situation, many folks whom I can count on for sympathy or emotional support. I'm scared. I'm angry. I'm stressed, and I'm seething with a rage I've never experienced before.

Today, we returned to the home; with a police escort to get us into the home, to get the remainder of our clothes and personal belongings. I couldn't even look @ "Reynaldo" (that's the name I've given--not his real name--of the live-in psycho our friend David had).

In good news, I did get a collections job w/ Wells Fargo; yesterday, the morning of the shit hitting the fan. It doesn't start until mid-June.

If you want more details of this Jerry Springer episode, feel free to ask. But again, let me confirm that we are actually homeless; not the fun, fake kind we were when we were living with friend David. Our hotel is paid up for another 6 days, and then it's all up in the air.

Our items moved within pods to the Phoenix area; are still unclaimed, cuz we don't have a place to put them.

Hello God, are you there? It's me, nervous breakdown...in 5...4...3...2...1. Ah, ignorant, psychotic bliss.

I'll keep you posted...that is if I last that long before I join "Reynaldo" in the loony bin. Enjoy.

BTW, this is not a drill. It's not fiction...it's really and truly happening. I'm lovin' life soooo very much right now, it's hard to keep the smile from my face.

We're FUCKED. FUCKED. FUCKED. FUCKED. FUCKED.

Also, you know what irks me the most? That we didn't get to say proper goodbyes to the dogs; and that we'll probably never see them again. I'm on the verge of tears.

Fuck you life!

A move, a job search, and now dealings with a paranoid schizophrenic...oh, oh and a gutter motel where we can keep the roaches cozy in our sock drawer. Lovin' it.

Day Job Riff Raff

I've worked two days now for my new part time gig (that should have been a full time gig; that should have been a full time management gig...oy). All's okay so far. My commute is anywhere from 30-45 minutes. Not bad, considering the times I would be up against in Chicago...so, I'm okay w/ that. Plus, it lets me get to know this new area. Neat. Most of the folks seem pretty cool too. Clientele? Very friendly thus far.

The store is currently training some brand new management folks. Hmm. Okay. Not sure what that means; since I was being considered for a management job and also, wasn't there some kind of freeze? Something's not sitting right.

When I started working in the Chicago location, I was told that I could not wear cargo pants. Okay. That left me w/ 3 pairs of khaki/dress pants to circulate for my shifts. Not too bad; since I was just part time.

Well, this new store has a few other ideas about dress code. Allow me to vent. I'm very poor right now (which I explained to the big boss) and I cannot afford to be buying a whole new wardrobe for a part time gig (that should have been a full time gig; that should have been a full time management gig); especially one that pays me what it does. New wardrobe...not high on my list of priorities. I wasn't a jerk about it. I'm not that way. It's a high end store in a high end mall; in a high end town. I get it. But give me more money (say by paying me more, or by giving me the full time or full time management gig I was transferring for) and I'll happily get different clothes. I was told that the other managers would be informed that I was aware of the policy, but that I was po' white trash...or whatever. We'll see how this all pans out, but I gotta say, I'm irritated by all of this.

Other day job info. That gay porn site I applied for...to be a writer? They replied. Nothing great. Just that they DID get my info. I do so love confirmations. Yeah.

In the meantime, I am still looking for other work, as is the other half.

Nonsense.

Neat-o Jet!

So, the due date of that short script was today. To reiterate, it's a feature film comprised of 6 shorts; all dealing in some way with "what is in locker 13". I started on one script, left it behind @ about 3 pages, then started a second one...a couple of weeks ago. I left that one off @ 6 pages. Haven't been inspired to write on anything; even w/ the due date fast approaching. So, I had to force myself today to complete it (the second go), hoping they would still accept submissions; even ON the actual due date. Well, I wrote another 5 pages or so, and ended up w/an 11-page script just within their boundaries (10-15 pages). Nice. So it took me about a total of 4 hours to complete the script. Since I'm so behind the times, I had to submit this rough draft. Still, I'm happy w/ where the story went...and the other half had many fun suggestions as well. It's a fun little piece. I submitted it (along w/ the company's submission form; as well as my headshot and resume--they're opening the project up for casting tomorrow); and got the confirmation that it was received. Nifty. Onto other things.

Thanks Carrie!

College chum (and fellow one-time homeless person) Carrie read my blog from a couple of days ago...the one where I was whiny and unsure and pathetic? Yeah, that one. I just thought her email reply to me was so sweet and uplifting. She said it was okay to share it w/ you, so here it is. Just gave me a nice, warm fuzzy. Thanks Carrie, darling.

The myspace feed has led me to your blog once in awhile and your latest post just inspired me to write and say hi and tell you to hang in there.
Moves usually suck and, having been to phoenix once, it seems that the heat would add to the irritability factor (though maybe that would just be for me). Anyway, best of luck, chin up and all that. I'm sure you're going to find your place to shine and hopefully the film opportunities will abound. From what I recall, you're too charming to not have opportunities fall right in your lap. Also, we South Dakotans will rise above, no matter what. Right? Stay cool (what is it, like, 95 degrees there?). :)

Bim! Bam! Boom! She Won the Tickets!

It's a quote from an episode of The Golden Girls. The apocalypse draws near. Five bucks to the person who can tell me the actress & character who (whom?--never got this right all the time!) delivered this line...Hmm.

A few updates for my avid readers of 0.

Unsure if I posted this already, so if I did, you get twice the heart healthy goodness of my fascinating information. I did get hired @ Restoration Hardware; but as in Chicago; as a part timer. Pay is a bit better, but where oh where is that management job that I came down here for? And if not that, then where oh where is a full time position? Also some sort of freeze on that; due to the adt'l payments for benefits. We'll see where this all leads; retail has a high turnover. But for now, I'm still applying everywhere else that strikes my fancy; and to some places that don't. Where is the most fascinating place I forwarded my resume? Why, to an adult website. They're looking for journalists, editors, reviewers, etc. It's a blog for gay porn, folks. However, it sounds super fun. There are plenty of other positions (tee hee) other than the porn side of it (pop culture, celeb gossip)...not that I'd mind. I'm sure the image you all hold in your heads of me; has just been destroyed. Alas. Could be a good gig, and I wouldn't be working in some dreadful place, I'd be WRITING; and I think from home! I'd be using my CREATIVE MIND. If it has to be in porn, so be it. But again, I like porn, so no sleep lost here.

So, I don't start @ Resto until Monday, thus it will be 2 weeks here that the other half and I have had to sit around, take in the area, and enjoy the weather...which is exactly what we have done. Don't get me wrong, we still have plenty to do; and we have done it. But that doesn't mean we haven't stopped off @ Sonic almost every day for Happy Hour (slushes half off!) My favorite is cherry. The other half prefers grape.

More unbelievable "hi's" everywhere we go. Seriously, it's weird to see so many hotties everywhere you go. Well, perhaps it's not the amount (it is), but the fact that they are in shorts, wife-beaters or no shirts at all...at all times of the day or night. Remember the weather folks. Hot in every sense of the word here. Nummy.

It's really hot right now. To quote Elaine Bennis (sp?), "I'm in bed...sweating." Truly I am. G'night.

Did I mention my additional roomates?

In addition to our generous hosts and friends, we are also bunking w/ a few friends from the animal kingdom.

1) Toltec: A little Chihuahua with a big heart...and a big, nasty jealous streak. I adore him. He's the perfect little lap dog, and within the first hour of our arrival, he was very content resting on the lap of myself or the other half...complete strangers. Toltec is so adorable...when he gets angry about food. If someone is eating; he will sit down next to the eater. If anyone comes close to the eater; hoping for a morsel for themselves, Toltec gets a bit tense (understatement). If he can't have snacks, then by God, no one else will. Toltec is also one of those dogs that requires constant contact. If you pet him, and then after 24 hours your hand gets tired, he will paw at you and give you the most pathetic "touch me" looks; effectively forcing you to continue his doggy massage.

2) Karrika: A second Chihuahua (think a floppy-eared Bruiser from Legally Blonde). I'm not sure how the name came about, but the other half told me that the name in Puerto Rican; is another word for the female genitals (the "p" word)...I don't believe that was the intent when she was named. She's taken some time to get used to us. Still not completely there. She runs very hot and cold, but as time wears on, she has gotten more friendly...allowing us to play and chase. She's a cutie, but definitely not a cuddler, with us at least...but I'm holding out hope.

3) Mach: A 150 lb. desert tortoise. He's a joy. We sat around one morning; feeding him his fruits and vegetables; waiting for him to belch and fart. Apparently, when he is fed large portions, he will belch, fart and pee (and in some cases, poo) to make room for the water he is currently undertaking...all of this while he is eating the items. All we've gotten to so far is the belching. Mach is his name; after the speed term. Mach was let go in the main yard; to graze on the lawn, and to offer me lots of entertainment. His cute, stubby little legs, and his heavy breathing while he eats and moves. I just want to squeeze him, he's so darn cute.

4) Pockets: He's a little pocket parrot. Haven't got to know him much, but he's sure loud when he wakes up in the morning. Certainly don't need a rooster here.

5) Lots of little fishies...apparently over 500, so they don't have names...and I don't have any stories about them. I feel bad now...I'll have to spend some time hanging w/ them, so they don't feel neglected.

Love having pets. Photos to follow in future entries.

What Does It Mean?

So. My gal Hill won out in Pennsylvania. While I'm glad she still has some moxie, I don't know what it means as far as figures. Sure she got some more delegates, but this doesn't mean that she has miraculously refigured the math that is and has been against her. I'm still holding hope. Yes Hill, I'm still holding hope.

You go, girl.

I Want an Empire

I want to have the klugula/not my mess films empire; and I want it now. I wish I had the money and technology; not to mention the know-how so that I could make http://www.klugula.com/ an all encompassing, one stop shop for all things me. I want to type out every bit of fiction I've ever handwritten; from childhood; and copyright it; and post it on my site. I want to transfer all of my fun videos from high school, and all of the films I've done; and have everything available in one place. I want to create products from my past work, and have a little shop online. I want the motivation to do all of this; to have a place where I can showcase every last piece of crap I've ever produced...An updated site; w/ fun menus, and popups and crazy crap that surprises. I want it all. Cutting edge technology to let the world know about all of my quirky projects.

But, I can't afford to get a Flash site, or all of the fun software out there to create the wacky things I have teasing me in my mind. Dammit, this will be my goal. Teach me, fund me, rally behind my quest for an empire; and I'll bring you along for the ride...you will be my minions, but I will not mistreat you...no. I will give credit where credit is due...but I will be the driving force behind this world domination. Klugula will one day...rule

Plus, I'll show some side-boob. Thanks Peter Griffin.

That is all.

So, where are those resolutions?

Here's a link to the original post; which I'm referring to; a copied text of the original entry; and next to each item, the current status. I'm not thrilled, BUT, I'm not completely disgusted w/ my progress. Neat.

http://klugula.blogspot.com/2008/01/resolutions.html



First Draft of “Me & Simon Baker” completed--HAVEN'T LOOKED @ IT.
Final (Shooting Script) Draft of “Sid’s Apple”--HAVEN'T LOOKED @ IT.
“French Toast” Completed--DONE & DONE.
“French Toast” submitted to at least 10 festivals--HAVEN'T STARTED.
“Me & Simon Baker” script submitted to at least 5 festivals--SEE FIRST RESOLUTION.
Move to wherever; completed--DONE & DONE.
Current home; SOLD or PAID OFF!--DONE & DONE
Financial strength regained/debt back under control--IN THE WORKS.
Website updated/completed--HAVEN'T LOOKED AT IT.
MySpace pages updated/completed--IN THE WORKS.
YouTube pages updated/completed--HAVEN'T LOOKED AT IT.
CafePress pages updated/completed--HAVEN'T LOOKED AT IT.
Showing for “French Toast” cast and crew (and friends)--I MOVED AWAY.
“The Gauntlet” audition completed--DONE & DONE.
Yippi.com page updated/completed--IN THE WORKS.
“Sid’s Apple” in pre-production--SEE SECOND RESOLUTION ABOVE.
Lose 10 more pounds; beginning from 215 lbs; so final weight is 205 lbs.--NO CLUE.
Final purge of belongings before the alleged move--DONE & DONE.
Go to Flashback Weekend--NO LONGER IN CHICAGO.
Go to Fangoria Weekend of Horrors--DONE & DONE.
Submit info to Tic Tock Studios--OPPORTUNITY HAS PASSED.
Set up address/birthday/big days database for friends and family--YEAH, RIGHT.
Get back to SD for a vacation to see family--STILL COULD HAPPEN.
Get to PR for a vacation to see my mom-in-law and relax--STILL COULD HAPPEN.
Set up LLC/corporation for Not My Mess Films--DON'T HAVE ANY IDEA.

There we are...some things have gotten done; others...no way. BUT, I have faith; for it is only the 4th month of the year. It could happen.

WTF?

Nothing's changed. I'm not sure what I expected...or am I wanting too much from just over a week? We have to find a place for ourselves. Not that I feel unwelcome, or that our host is telling us to take a hike. I just don't think I can totally relax or "settle in" until I'm in my own space.

Still only jobs on the horizon, but no start dates confirmed. More errands, and neccessary items being taken care of. Opened a new bank account, purchased some new work clothes, etc. I haven't heard back from the Resto big boss yet, but she was scheduled to return today (to the area or to the store?--I'm unsure), so I'll call them tomorrow.

I'm feeling a bit irritable today; and unsure of what the hell is going on. I don't know how to make things move ahead. I am really not wanting to take a day job. Can't I find a way to make a living just by blogging? Acting? Writing? Directing? Lazing around by the pool all day? Oy.

Joined FaceBook over the weekend. Not sure why. Don't I have enough networking sites to contend with? Jeez. However, was nice to find some folks I have never seen on MySpace, so that was kind of nifty.

The theatre company I may have had a basic-degrees of separation-connection to; already had their season auditions...two weeks ago. Missed out on that. I guess I'll still send my info, and they can file it, or toss it. I also will be sending out my H/R to the few agencies I've located online...there's about 6 or so. See what comes of that.

I'm feeling really down right now. I guess I figured this was all going to be so brand new, and instead, I feel as though we're falling into our old Chicago habits. Was I being naive; believing that a move would shake us to our very cores? and make us completely change our way of life? Of course I was, cuz in a week; nothing has changed; except the temperature.

In other news, I found a networking site for Phoenix filmmakers...joined it; and they have a new feature being cast in the next month or so. We'll see. Also, there's a contest (another one?) for 10-15 page short script, the top six winners to be included in a feature (six shorts into one feature) all revolving around one topic...kind of a Short Cuts or Four Rooms. We'll see what happens here as well.

Boy, am I irritated...about pretty much everything right @ this moment. Lord help us all.

In SUPER GREAT NEWS!, the condo closing happened on the 17th. It's out of our hands. For the love of the Lord, it's out of our hands! I COULD NOT BE HAPPIER. Super special thanks to our realtor Denise, for handling all of this in our absence. I can't express to her the mounds of gratitude. Of course, I don't believe she reads this.

In other real estate news, we've checked out two apartment complexes...both promising, but we are actually reconsidering; and may move again toward buying; rather than renting. How this happens, I don't know, but it's definitely been thrown onto the table.

A few observations about the Phoenix area...at least as far as what we've seen. We've only really travelled the East Valley area (how cool am I?...I am referring to it as the locals would), so we don't have a completely clear picture yet.

1) Crappy ass drivers, and from the news today, apparently lots of road rage abounds here...including gun usage. Nice.

2) Never have I seen so many shopping malls, shopping areas, strip malls, and shopping of all kinds in one small area. I'm afraid of what more we'll find when we trek to other parts of the metro area. Not to worry, as I love to shop...it's just nice to have some money to partake in such sins.

3) Overall, the people seem pretty nice. Strangers seem willing to chat up w/ you.

4) Since we are in/near a college town (ASU w/ its 52,000 students), we are surrounded by the largest number of "hi's" that I have ever had the pleasure of seeing. For those that don't know the phraseology of myself and the other half; a "hi" is the keyword for male hotness. It is our alert system. When one or the other sees a particularly fine male specimen, the word "hi" is uttered. This allows the other to take a gander at the meat in our vicinity. Boy, howdy, are there a huge number of "hi's" here. Everywhere we go... It's a veritable smorgasbord. With all that is making me question life, this bit of joy keeps me balanced.

The Martians Have Landed!

Blogging hasn't been a high priority; figuring out where the hell I am has been. It's been a few days since we arrived in Phoenix...to 85 degree weather I might add! It still feels like we're on vacation. I still must tell the tale of our final week on the road, but it's not meant to be now. Patience, my pets. I feel very confused; still believing somewhere in the back reaches of my mind that we will return to our condo in Chicago; sometime after our "vacation" ends. Speaking of the condo; big drama there. Can't it all just be over with?

Settling into our new digs with friend David. It's a great place; w/ a large; very beautifully landscaped, private backyard...with a POOL! I've already used it several times, one such time, just floating on a...what would you call it? a pool-bed. I don't know. Loving it, but again, with the heat added; keeps us in the mindset of vacation. We have our own bedroom and bathroom; all outfitted nicely. High on our list of needs; is a dresser of some kind. We transported the majority of our clothes via UPS, so they arrived here before we did. W/ the exception of some souvenirs we acquired on the road, that is all we have as far as personal belongings. Everything else remains in storage.

We've been driving around a bit; just to figure out where things are...running errands, getting laundry caught up...etc. I think we've been pretty productive in the three days we've been here, but have also had plenty of time to laze about in the fabulous weather. I don't think I'll have any problems acclimating to the heat; except when I have to dress up for work...plus, it's only April, the real heat is yet to come. My heat receptors will be put to the test then, I'm sure.

Speaking of jobs, I had another interview w/ Restoration Hardware today; with one of the assistant managers. The big boss is on vacation until Monday, which means I will have several more days to laze about by the pool; until I will have to interview w/ her. I was told today that due to several changes in company policy; and the absorbtion of a district manager into the store payroll, there is a freeze on management hirings at this time...not what I was hoping for as we travelled here. But, it appears I may still be able to come on as a full time sales associate. We'll see. The problem w/ this, is that the drive to Scottsdale; and the store (which is located in Kierland Commons; an absolutely fabulous, upscale outdoor shopping center); is about 27 miles. I'm unsure if I should be concerned w/ not making a management salary (at least to start--I wasn't completely shot down); and still using that much gas to drive north 5 times a week. If I'm offered a full time non-management sales gig, of course I'll take it. I don't want the 4 months in the Chicago location; and all that I have learned, to go to waste.

The other half also had an interview today; w/ a company he worked for back in Chicago; before his long-term gig @ Trout. It looks promising, but may not start for a couple of weeks. Financially, we're okay. We set aside plenty of start up cash, but that won't last forever. His commute from friend David's house? A measly 2 miles away. The blessing in this; for me at least, is that he can take the bus, since I will clearly need the truck to make my way to the northern part of the metro area for work. In the meantime, we're both going to continue looking into other jobs; just to cover our bases.

I also realized today; that the past few days of our time here; could have been used to look for theatre companies, talent agents, etc. I'm just to out of the loop mentally. I don't have any concept of time, we sleep 10 hour nights, have no obligations, etc. It's very strange.

To come, a final update of our wonderful road trip...although I'm glad to be finding our way back to normalcy...strange, huh?

"It must be the Goddamned Grand Canyon?"

It’s a line from Thelma & Louise. Wanna know what’s been happening over the past few days? I know you do. Well, here we are in Las Vegas, NV. Tomorrow morning will be a week since we left Chicago. We still have another week out here on the open road.

Since my last visit here to blog-land, we’ve pushed our way through several more states. I think we left off in Oklahoma City. We had just arrived in our fabulously decorated room. We ordered pizza for dinner; and slept soundly in our very comfy beds. In the morning, we made our way to the Oklahoma City Memorial. I had been there on the two year anniversary during my tour w/ a children’s theatre way back when. It was scary then, since you could still see the buildings surrounding the site; damaged from the explosion. This time around, the memorial was obviously complete. It was beautiful, moving…and there was definitely a strong vibe in the area. What made me upset, was just the fact that so many people, still living and working in the downtown area (as I’m sure is the case in NYC), have to encounter this memory every day on their way to work, or during their lunch break…whatever. I cried a bit; and with chin quivering, I made my way to the fence on the opposite side of the memorial; where all of the survivors and family members had placed cards, stuffed animals, letters, etc. What a way to start the day…on such a high. Seriously, I’m really glad we took time to visit.

A bit of a drive later, we exited Oklahoma, passed through the panhandle of Texas; and made our way into New Mexico. In Amarillo, TX, we stopped at The Big Texan Restaurant, where they offer a free 72 ounce steak for free; if you can finish it in one hour. NO, we did not partake of this task, but we did stop to take a look. Nifty. That night we stayed in Santa Rosa, NM, just a short way from Albuquerque. I loved this little town; just the layout and the friendly folks. Our hotel was a newly remodeled Hampton Inn; and I have to say, for a middle of the road (as far as quality); it was pretty fabulous. I used the pool for a while and played a few games of pool w/ the other half. While in Santa Rosa, we visited “The Blue Hole”. It’s a natural cave about 81 feet deep, filled w/ water. Apparently, it’s a huge scuba diving attraction…in the middle of New Mexico. Go figure. We didn’t scuba of course, but we did check it out; got some photos; and ogled some of the hot young divers we found upon our arrival.

The next morning (what day was this? I have no idea…all of our days/travels/stops are beginning to blob together...) we headed out toward the border of Arizona. Our stops this day made for a very overwhelming leg of the trip. We hit the Painted Desert/Petrified Forest which was stunning. Many photos to show up later. Just so much to see! This is better seen than explained. Plus I’m tired right now.

BTW, we don’t have internet right now, so this is being written @ 11:19 pm PST on April 6th (shit, is that right?); and will be posted later…does that suit you?

After the Painted Desert, we stopped by to check out the Meteor Crater. It’s a crater created about 50,000 years ago. I had no idea what to expect. It was awesome! The size was unbelievable. We couldn’t even get the entire thing into one photo. From rim to rim, it was about ¾ of a mile, and about 70 stories deep. It was amazing; and worth the side journey to take a gander; and to see the cows on the way.

We ended our day in Flagstaff; grabbing a bite @ Red Lobster…served some of those fabulous biscuits by a flaming, but cute young college student. Flagstaff is basically in the mountains, certainly not what I would have expected. Gorgeous landscapes; and clearly seen ski resorts on the side of the mountains. It may seem stupid, but I was a bit shocked to find snow in AZ…hadn’t we left that behind?

It was quite strange when we passed the border into AZ…realizing that this was our new home state. I still don’t think it has really hit me…that we no longer live in Chicago. I have no idea what the future holds for us. Again, I’ll just enjoy this complete escape from real life; while it lasts…another heavenly week.

So, this morning, we headed out from Flagstaff, drove through the south rim of the Grand Canyon. Before we hit the actual park, we stopped off to see the Little Colorado Gorge…kind of an appetizer for the big one. And this one was humongous as it was. I have never seen the Grand Canyon, and frankly I was completely floored. It was so beautiful; and seemingly never-ending. It was one of those sights you’ve read about, seen photos of, etc, but actually experiencing it was…well, it’s hard to put into words. We took dozens of photos here, so you’ll get the idea when we post those. It really is something you have to experience in person. AMAZING.

Once we left that behind, we moved northwest toward Nevada. As we crossed over the state line, we got the chance to drive over the top of Hoover Dam. We didn’t stop; as the tourist numbers were crazy. But the other half got plenty of photos as we drove through the jam packed highway. 20 miles later, we arrived in Sin City. We checked in to Paris, and made our way onto the strip. We returned to our old stomping grounds of Cesar’s Palace; had a bite to eat; and played a few slots. And, here I am, blogging @ close to midnight; for all of you faboo folks.

The strange highlight of the day? It’s all in the timing. As we made our way to the crosswalks to get to Cesar’s, we ran into two Chicago friends; Hoyt and wife Megan (sp?). We haven’t seen them in at least a couple of years, and that fact that we ran into them is simply crazy. The fact is that the other half wasn’t going to take a shower after I did; once we arrived in the room today. Think about it. If he had decided not to shower, our timing would not have been the same; and we never would have known they were here. Weird, huh? So, anyway, we’re going to meet them for dinner tomorrow.


2 nights here in Vegas. It’ll certainly feel super nice to wake up tomorrow morning; and not have to get back on the road right away. More reports to come.

OklaHOMO...you're GAY!

The title is not meant to be down on this state. It's simply a line from "sing-along" @ Sidetracks in Chicago (it's the bar where the other half and I met...oh so many years ago!--every Sunday they have clips from all types of musicals; and the patrons sing along--thus the title of the weekly event--but in a Rocky Horror Picture Show vein, they add their own lyrics; so when the clip of Oklahoma comes up, this is what is said...there; was that explanation long and dull enough?) Currently, we are in our fabulous hotel room in Oklahoma City. Since my last post was a couple of days ago, here's the exciting update. Yesterday we ended up spending the day in and around our hotel/casino. We didn't end up heading into Memphis. We're losers! So close to fun stuff (including Graceland) and we didn't go. Idiots! But, we were tired. We took a bit of cash out for gambling (yes, those who are wondering, we will be gambling, but not to the extent of our usual encounters w/ "Gamblor"...we simply can't afford it). So, we played for 6 hours, cuz the bit of cash we took out; simply lasted that long. Between the two of us, we won about 500 bucks in mini-jackpots...of course, we didn't walk away w/ all of it. We came out 20 bucks ahead, won 80 bucks in free play @ the Sheraton (the other half did at least) and I won two free buffets. So, we ate for free and basically hit the slots for free; for 6 hours. Not to shabby. We were lazy, but we had a fun day.

This morning, we left MS, drove for a short time back through TN, hit AR early in the morning, and made our way all the way across the state; but not before stopping in Little Rock, AR for lunch; and a quick visit to the Bill Clinton Presidential Library. This was a real treat. We didn't stick around there long, cuz we still had 5 hours of driving ahead of us. There were letters, clothing, daily schedules for the former President; and everything else you could imagine. The building was stunning (photos to be posted later). I'm very glad we stopped (I also got to see a large display on my gal Hill as well). We then went to the gift shop, picked up a few mementos, and walked a bit in the downtown area of Little Rock. What a great place, not what I would have imagined. We had a bit of lunch in a place called "Flying Saucer", got a really grumpy waitress, and had some great potato salad. We then got back into Junior (our truck's name); and we were on our way.

More crappy weather when we left MS this morning, and a bit more in OK. Last night, we were checking the weather; and were informed that it would be thunderstorms, baseball sized hail and tornado possiblities...all the way along the route we were to take this morning. Luckily, it wasn't soooo bad.

Our room is awesome. The other half reserved (via his Hyatt points) a freebie room @ AmeriSuites. To our delight, we arrived to find it has recently been renovated (actually STILL being renovated) into a Hyatt Place. It looks like our room has never been used. Clearly the fixtures and furniture (which are all in modern, perfect taste) are brand new...plus, since it was booked as AmeriSuites; and not a Hyatt; the other half wasn't charged as many points. All of these things...making this trip an absolute blast! Of course, since we couldn't find an AmeriSuites when we took our exit, it was a bit frustrating to find. Wait to keep it updated.

The other half talked to friend David (whom we will be staying with when we arrive in Phoenix)...all of our shipped packages (4 boxes of clothes) arrived safely to his home; as well as some mail (ALREADY!).

Upon our arrival to our latest hotel, we ordered pizza, did a load of laundry; and are basically enjoying this awesome room (the other half took photos).

A few other tidbits about the trip thus far. Still not comprehending the life change before us. Instead, we're just really enjoying our travels--isn't that the way it should be? After all of the stress, we deserve some down time and fun. At least I think so. Tomorrow, we hit the memorial here in OK City, we drive through the panhandle of TX, and into NM (Santa Rosa to be exact; just east of Albuquerque--jeez, did I spell that right?); for our next evening stop.

Before we left Chicago (about a week ago) we ordered some Chinese; and I didn't open all of the fortune cookies until the day before we moved. One of them stated, "focus on the color purple this week to bring you luck". Well, I don't quite know what it means, but since we started driving south, we've seen a large number of purple plants on the side of the road, not to mention expansive fields covered in purple plants/flowers. Today, through OK, we saw a number of purple flowered trees lining the roadside. I don't get it, but I'm hoping it means something. Strange, huh?

Further updates as we go. Neat!

We've Got Bugs!

Day Two coming to a close. We don’t have internet right now, so this will be posted after I’ve actually written it (10:52pm—4-1-08). We’re in our hotel room; watching Anderson Cooper. We’ve had a long day. We’re currently just outside Tunica, MS, just south of Memphis, TN. We’re @ Horseshoe Casino/Hotel; in a great room…again, for free. Sweet! We started the morning in Metropolis, IL, left there @ about 11 am; but not before checking out the Superman Museum (which was quite cool; such items as Christopher Reeves’ cape, Marlon Brando’s lifemask, Terrence Stamp’s leather thigh-high boots from Superman II, the original phone booth from the television series). Our souvenir there was a green painted rock; that glows in the dark; i.e. a piece of kryptonite. We got some fun photos; including each of us next to a towering statue of Superman. A fun little stop before we headed south. 5 states today; Illinois, Missouri, Arkansas, Tennessee and Mississippi. This was all in a matter of about 5 hours. This is our shortest leg of the journey. We’ll be in this hotel room for 2 days. Tonight, we put in 10 bucks to be in a slot tournament; first time for both of us. Great fun and tired arms. Neither of us won, but we got a free buffet out of the deal. We’re right near the mighty Mississippi; and we saw the results of all the flooding that’s been going on around here…all the way down today. Freakishly high water levels; just off of the highway. Scary. The title of this blog comes from the fact that we are far enough south to have to put up w/ the constant bug smackings into the windshield. Lots of greenery on the way as well…getting greener by the mile. Nice. Tomorrow, we’ve got the choice of sitting around in the hotel room, relaxing, chillin’…or we might take the road back to the north, to take a look around Memphis…perhaps some Graceland?

My stress levels have reached a lower level now…thank goodness. We’re far enough removed from the wackiness of the move. For now, I’ll just enjoy our complete detachment from reality.

More later…it’s time to relax.

Morning has broken...

...on our first full day away from our old life. Kind of surreal. Currently it feels like we are just on some vacation (which we are); but that we will be returning to Chicago when it is all over. But, that is not to be. We are now technically homeless. I believe that these past few weeks of preparation have been amongst the most stressful days of my life. Pretty much every day of the past 5 days prior to our move; have brought about some adt'l hurdle to overcome. Were we not to leave Chicago? Anything else that the heavens can hurl @ us? Jeepers. Let's recap the day yesterday; that is; the big move day! We were up until 11pm the night before; finishing up on the "little piddly shit" as it's become known. Going to bed, I imagined we would wake up to find still more stuff that required long term commitments to complete. Not to be. We were up by 5:30am, packed a few stragglers; and were ready for the movers...who were to be there @ 8am. When did they arrive? 9:45am. Yes. You read it right. All of my Chicago readers also know that it was raining all day yesterday; so that was against us from the get-go. All in all, it was turning out to be quite a lovely day. No stress; and everything going according to plan. So, the other half and I started loading our stuff ourselves; we got about 1/3 of our boxes loaded by the time the guys arrived. When they did, they loaded everything else w/in 1 1/2 hours. Quick; and cool guys. We loaded up our truck for the vacation; placed all of our keys on our kitchen counter; along w/ our garage door opener; and closed the doors for the last time. I was sad; I cried. We put a great deal of work into the place; and it has been our home for almost 5 years. It's really, really weird to think that we'll never see that place again. Strange. Anyway, our little caravan began heading south. We said goodbye to Chicago; on our way to Bedford Park; where our "pods" were. The other half and I in front, one of the guys driving the U-haul; and their own vehicle behind. It was pouring rain. Neat! W/in an hour; we were @ the "pod" place. W/ the exception of a couple of boxes worth of space, the two "pods" were full. Let me just say that our choice to leave the sofa behind; to be sold by or taken by our realtor; turned out to be the best choice of this whole damned process. Had we taken the couch (there would have been room in the U-haul), we would have been (forgive) f***ed! Thank God it worked out the way it did; or more heartache would have been calling us. Then, the U-haul return place was to be in LaGrange. We called for those directions, only to find out that the place we were to return no longer handled U-hauls. So, after many phone calls; and my ever-decreasing sanity reaching its breaking point, we found out there was a return facility only 5 blocks from our "pod" loading area. The guys got it all in, we gave them our remaining liquor from our fridge; and they were on our way. We gassed up the U-haul; dropped the behemoth off; and we were on our way. Many other things in the days leading up to the move will be accounted for later. Let me end here; as our first full day on the road begins; w/ this. We drove about 6 hours from Chicago to Metropolis (right on the border of IL and KY) in monsoon-style, pouring rain...at least 10 times we were in what can be termed as...I guess...white-out conditions. Not snow mind you, but rain. I thought for sure that when we dropped off the U-haul, we would be stress free. What's up against us? Hmmm? Enough. More later.

Btw, I am sure this must be one of the most boring, rambling entries I've ever put to the computer screen. Enjoy.

Personality-Less Shell

The packing continues. Our former fabulous (no modesty here) home is now a giant mess of boxes, empty floor space and walls bereft of personality and warmth. It's actually pretty sad. Friend Jeff was kind enough to take a few days to come provide us moral support and physical support in our packing process. He arrived on Sunday, and left this morning. We got a great deal done; utilities turned off (after we leave), my talent agent called, a cover for our truck bed installed, artwork wrapped, many boxes taped up and called "done". Both Jeff and the other half are convinced we didn't have much left as Jeff pulled away this morning. I'm not so sure. It's always the last bits of crap that end up taking so much time. Thank Christ we had done so much of our packing back in September @ the conclusion of our major purge and garage sale. Jeff also took a carload of stuff back to his (and partner Chris's) home in Michigan. We also will be getting rid of our big, comfy chair to friend Michael, getting many of our plants off to new destinies; and a few more items on their way to the Brown Elephant as donations. So much left to do; and four days to do it. The offer has been accepted (as far as I know) by our bank. We have some adt'l paperwork to complete before we leave; and I'm assuming some documents must be pre-signed before we leave; since we will not be here for the closing. I CAN'T TELL YOU HOW READY I AM TO HAVE ALL OF THIS BEHIND US. Enough already. The good thing about the sale; is that we have met and chatted w/ the young couple taking over our homestead. Great people; giving me confidence that my home will be cared for and appreciated. They not only loved it (obviously), but were happy to give us a wad of cash for many of the items we were debating about selling anyway. Also, while Jeff was here; we took advantage of his architectural background and had him make a detailed drawing of how we will fit our items into the two "pods" we have rented to store our goods. The great thing; we will be able to keep our large red hutch/shelving unit; our sofa; and our two "psuedo" couches (the benches I've been dragging around w/ me for over 10 years). That made me happy.

However, I'm just so stinkin' stressed right now. I really am ready to be done w/ all of this rigamarole. I thank the heavens that we were able to sell our place...I don't deny that we're lucky; especially in this lame-ass real estate market. But man, I am friggin' tired.

Today I did 8 loads of laundry; so that we may begin packing both the boxes to be stored, the boxes to be shipped to AZ and the luggage we will be taking w/ us on the road.

Speaking of our trip, we will now be taking 14 days to finally get to AZ. We're staying for free; using casino credits and points from Hyatt and Hilton cards that the other half has been building for many years. Trip highlights? Memphis, Little Rock, Oklahoma City, Flagstaff/Grand Canyon, Las Vegas, San Diego and Laughlin, NV; before we settle into our new life. We figure we are both starting new jobs when we arrive, thus we won't be getting any vacation time; anytime soon. I'm looking forward to all of this, but frankly, I've been battling some sort of sickness for a few days; it won't let up; and I am exhausted. Stressed, sick; and exhausted. Leaves me sooo much energy to complete the mountain of tasks before me.

Last night was the going-away party we planned for ourselves. Mostly we just wanted to see as many people as possible; in one venue; cuz we just don't have the time to get out and see everyone individually. Actually, I thought we would be on easy street this close to the move; but indeed; that is not the case. We had about 25 folks show up to see us off; and it really warmed my heart. Many folks I haven't seen in literally years; but they still showed up. And many friends I've become close to only recently. It was a great cross-section of the various parts of our lives. Very strange to bring people together from so many different places. Some emotions, lots of drink; and T's patented garlic mayo cheese fries. Nice.

Tomorrow; much more work. We are going to get our new tires; buy a mattress cover, do some banking, get some adt'l paperwork to our closing attorney; and I'm sure at least 50 other pressing items. Why does this process suck so very much?

Finally, on a different subject...the winners of the contest for George A. Romero's Diary of the Dead were finally announced (two days late). We did not win. Frankly, I was not overwhelmed by the choices. Deader Living Through Chemistry was one of the chosen; which I would have expected; it was very well done. Very deserving. The grand prize winner was The Final Day...hmm. I don't see how that was the end-all/be-all of all the folks chosen. It was another one of those "let's chase our hero/heroine through a field w/ zombies giving chase". It seemed to have some good production values, but I didn't see anything special about it. Also, the film, & Teller (yes, w/ Teller of Penn & Teller); was great, but seemed a bit strange to choose an obviously professionally made film; w/ the filmmakers having a decent budget; a name and access to (probably) high-tech equipment. Again, it was good; and of course there was no rule against something like this, but you've already got a name for yourself; let someone else have 15 minutes. This is not said out of bitterness; cuz I'm happy to move ahead on my director's cut; I'm just throwing my two cents out there.

I need to take a shower.

Stew of Sin # 96

I'm not sure of the delay in bringing my next guest into my stew, but delay no more! Ryan Phillippe is in. Since first seeing him (ooh that shower sequence) in I Know What You Did Last Summer; I've found him to be quite tasty. I was never sure of his abilities; but after Gosford Park and Crash, I find him to be quite talented as well. Plus, the trailer for his new film; Stop Loss; provides many flashes of his buff body. Hmmm. Welcome.

Sarah Jane Olson Brought Back

How bizarre; and in essence; what a tease! She was taken back to serve one adt'l year; based on some strange miscalculation. Typical red tape screw-ups/BS. Here's the story.

http://minnesota.publicradio.org/display/web/2008/03/22/olson/

Hilarious MAD TV Sketch

Check out this link to a skit from MAD TV last weekend; connecting the I-Pod to the I-Raq war. Wonderful!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-mCCYLC-4xA

Fierce, Tranny, Hot Mess

I forgot to wish Christian Siriano a sincere congrats on his Project Runway win. I personally liked Jillian's final line better, but am glad that Christian was victorious. As much as he annoyed me in the beginning; by show's end, I was on his side. He totally grew on me. Also, I've posted a link to the SNL takeoff on his "fierceness". Amy Poehler is spot-on. It's frightening.

http://buzzsugar.com/tag/Project+Runway

Stew of Sin #95

Chad Brokaw. He's the cute blondie from the Alltel phone commercials. Check out that ultra-suckable lower lip. He' just too cute and appetizing for words, thus, he has been added.

"French Toast" Completed!

A few days ago, sound guy Adam got me the final soundtrack; w/ all of the corrections I had requested. The other half transferred it into the format I needed, I input it into the track w/ the final cut; and PRESTO! my first film, French Toast is officially done. The other half and I had a lengthy, heated discussion over the lack of visual effects I had initially wanted, but I have made the choice to call it complete. The effects will neither make nor break the film. Other projects warrant my attention now.

It was an emotional moment. I finished my final viewing and shed a few tears. I'm a softee, so mock if you must. It's done. I can't believe it's done.

What's next? I now must find some reputable festivals to submit this effort.

To all who worked on the film; thanks so very much. It was a great experience; and I greatly appreciate all of the hard work done and the ideas put forth. We did it!

Praise the Heavens!

It's official. We got an offer; and we accepted. Done and done. Our condo has been sold. Talk about getting in under the gun. We leave a week from Monday! It'll probably close after we've already left. Done.

Also, I spoke to my possible future boss; the manager in the Restoration Scottsdale store. She simply said that we will meet/interview when I arrive in AZ. This means, there's nothing I can do about it until we get there...

That's two biggies I don't have to worry about any further...for the moment, I guess.

It's now almost 9pm; and the results have not yet been posted; as far as the George A. Romero's Diary of the Dead short film contest. What gives?

Also, we chatted a bit w/ the folks buying our home; and they will be purchasing some of our larger furniture pieces; which means less for us to haul; and more cash in our pocket.

When all is said and done, today was a pretty sweet day. Life is good at this moment in time.

What's more, we HAVE NO FURTHER SHOWINGS of our place. I can't tell you how great it was to have so much traffic; in the hope of getting an offer; but w/ that comes the constant picking up/clean up of our condo; keeping it in inspection order. What a giant pain in the ass...BUT NO MORE! Slobby sloth; for the next 9 days, here we come!

Photo from "A Fair Country"

Here's a photo from A Fair Country w/ my "dad"; Eric and my "mom"; Sarah Jane. Not just posting it for the "spectacle" following her release; but also for the fact that I am so darn thin. What happened to those days? Oh, yes I remember. I was poor and not eating very often. Hmm. I guess I'm better off. Check out my cool glasses and that killer belt buckle. Sweet!

Sarah Jane Olson Released

Back in '98, when I was still living in Minneapolis, I did a show w/ the Theatre in the Round...a community theatre w/in the city. It was A Fair Country. Playing opposite me was Sarah Jane Olson...as my mum. It was a wonderful, intimate experience (a small cast and I think some of my best acting), and the only show I did in my brief stay in the Twin Cities. Once I moved to Chicagoland, it was a few months later that a friend of mine sent me info on her arrest. She was just released. She was a great actress, a fabulous hostess, talented cook (she hosted the final cast party)...but honestly; always a bit distant. I wish her well in her return to her family and her life. Here's the story:

Kathleen Soliah, ex-radical with St. Paul ties, released from prison
Joel Rubin
Los Angeles Times - 03/21/2008

Kathleen Soliah, a former member of the radical Symbionese Liberation Army, was released on parole this week from a California women’s prison after serving about six years for her role in a plot to kill Los Angeles police officers by blowing up their patrol cars.

Soliah, 61, had been sentenced to 12 years in prison but served only half that time. Like most California inmates, Soliah earned credit against her sentence for working in prison. She served on a maintenance crew that swept and cleaned the main yard of the Central California Women’s Facility in Chowchilla, prison officials said.

Released Monday, Soliah must serve a three-year parole period, although prison officials declined to provide the conditions of her release.

Reached at her family’s home in Palmdale, Calif., Soliah refused to comment. Her husband, Dr. Gerald Peterson, said only that he was “relieved.”

The child of a middle-class Palmdale family, Soliah joined the violent band of radica ls best known for kidnapping newspaper heiress Patty Hearst in the mid-1970s. She was charged for taking part in a 1975 plan to plant pipe bombs beneath police cars in retaliation for a shootout with Los Angeles police that left six SLA members dead.

The nail-packed bombs never detonated when the triggering device on one malfunctioned. Soliah didn’t wait around to make her case in court and disappeared.

She changed her name to Sara Jane Olson, left California and married Peterson, an emergency room physician. The couple lived in Zimbabwe before settling in St. Paul. Soliah, mother of three daughters, lived in a Tudor-style home in an upscale neighborhood near the Mississippi River and performed roles in a local theater’s Shakespeare productions.

Soliah’s second life ended abruptly in 1999, when she was apprehended soon after being featured on TV’s “America’s Most Wanted.”

Soliah pleaded guilty to two charges of possessing a destructive device with the intent to murder and also struck a deal in a separate case, in which she pleaded guilty to second-degree murder for participating in a Sacramento, Calif., bank robbery, where another SLA member killed a customer. For the murder conviction, she received a one-year sentence. For the botched bombings, Soliah initially was sentenced to five years and four months, but that term was extended to 12 years by a state prison board, after it determined she fell into the category of a “serious offender.”

Soliah had no discipline problems while in prison, according to Terry Thornton, a spokeswoman for the California Department of Corrections and Rehabilitation. Now on parole, she must remain in Los Angeles County, Thornton said, but already has submitted a request to be allowed to live elsewhere — presumably Minnesota, where her husband still lives.

So Long, Paul

Paul Scofield died recently. While I'm not well versed in his film portrayals, I do remember him fondly in Robert Redford's Quiz Show. During that time of Oscar buzz, I remember hearing such praise for his body of work. So long, Paul. Here's a link w/ more info.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20080321/wl_uk_afp/entertainmentbritainfilmscofield_080321034922

Biddy, Biddy, Biddy...F*** You, Buck!

Makes no sense...as usual.

My last day at work was yesterday...was allowed to leave 2 hours early (the customer traffic was non-existent). I packed up some more boxes for the days ahead; and was on my way. Said my goodbyes, but am expecting to see most of my co-workers @ our going away shindig on Tuesday. Got a bit of a chin quiver in the elevator ride to the parking garage. I'm just that way, so be it.

Without jinxing what is to happen tonight; we have a couple coming to see the place for a second time, to get a look @ the condo in the daylight (of course it's all foggy and nasty due to this ridiculous snowstorm--in less than two weeks, we can say good riddance to this weather)...and they are to MAKE AN OFFER. After God knows how many months our place has been on the market, someone has come to their senses and found the same joy in our place as we always have...and they want to buy it. I'll keep y'all posted on the info as it comes to me. Suffice to say, thank God we have this part of our life makeover underway.

We've been slowly packing more boxes; and frankly, we don't have much left to do. Also, the prospective homeowners have shown some interest in some of our larger furniture pieces; namely our plasma. So, perhaps some extra cash is on our way; and less to have to worry about packing or offloading. Yes!

Today, the winners will be (supposedly so) announced in the George A. Romero's Diary of the Dead short film contest. Based on adt'l comments on the M