Behind our offices there is a fake creepy alley. Like windows that are painted to look broken and rusty and weird shops that say "Get your locks here." NCSI is right next to us on the lot, so I assume every time I am squeezing past camera ops to get to work they are shooting a scene for NCSI. LL Cool Jay is always there and his face is like a baby's. But not this time. At lunch today, I was trying to get by and they were filming something really small. Only like a couple lights and a couple crew dudes. As I was about to pass through the scene after "cut" was yelled, a prop guy said,
Dude: Watch out for the cum.
Me: The what???
Dude: The cum. There's cum everywhere. We're shooting with a lot of cum.
I was positive I must have misheard this guy, until I saw the man they were filming, this dude with nothing but underwear on. I am sure I did not miss hear him.
Monday, October 14, 2013
Thursday, July 25, 2013
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Marriage
The thing that terrifies me most about marriage isn't the commitment or the giant decisions or the starting of a new life. The thing that scares me the most is the ceremony. The more people I invite, and the bigger deal I make out of it, the more I'll be embarrassed when I get a divorce.
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Dad's Jokes - 1987
My sister just found a clip of my dad telling jokes at The Improv in 1987. The best part is he was introduced by Gary Coleman who opened with very, very long airport jokes. When he finally got to the punchline of the first one, the joke was "I have a lot of leg room."
And with that, here are the best Dad jokes:
"My friend just bought a new dog. It's half pitbull, half collie. So it will attack someone then immediately go for help."
"There was a time period when my dad and I dressed exactly the same. I'm not exactly sure why. It could be because we were in prison."
"My dad has the worst toupees. They have a chin strap."
And then some others about fax machines.
"We, too, are Stardust" - Gaarder
Where do you go to talk about philosophy? It seems as impossible to find a group of people I can ask questions with than it is to answer them.
I didn't go to school for anything remotely intellectual, so I have no friends of that sort. Where do I find people who will answer my questions? Who will also want to sit in my apartment and drink wine and admit they don't know the answers, either? I've wondered this my whole life. In high school, I thought they were in college. In college, I thought they were sprinkled throughout artistic collectives such as theatre companies. I'm sure they are, yet I have not found any of these people. I see them on interviews on my computer. Do you have to be rich and famous to meet these people? It seems like you do. I'm pretty sure I do. You must find success in the material world to be heard in the immaterial.... How ironic.
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Why Friends with Benefits Doesn't Work
I guess what I'm saying that I initially thought was really interesting is not unique at all - I think I'm simply saying people need boundaries. I'm a relatively relaxed person when it comes to relationships. But without boundaries, this conversation happens over and over and over from both parties:
"Hey, I think we're getting too serious. I can sense you're developing feelings for me."
"No I'm not."
"Oh, okay... Are you sure?"
"I'm sure. I think if we would have dated ever, I'd be bored with you by like the third date."
"That's really mean."
"No it's not! I'm just saying the truth! It's not like we're dating, so that isn't the case!"
"Okay."
Silence. Wait two weeks. Have the same conversation, rinse, repeat.
I think I need to date a mime. God, we'd never fight. But he'd pretend to hang himself a lot.
PS. How gross is this poster!? Ew!
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)





