Snoochy-boochies

Snoochy-boochies

So I went with Seth to see Saw today in Westwood and afterwards went to Chili's for a late lunch. I'd heard that Kevin Smith had opened a Jay and Silent Bob's Secret Stash in the area a while ago and, sure enough, it was staring us in the face as we walked out the restaurant after our meal. We decided to cross the street to check it out. I ended up picking up volume five of The Invisibles. As I was browsing, I looked up at the counter to watch the workers watching the clips of Kevin Smith movies to see what their reactions were, and sitting right there in front of me leaning back in his chair and stroking his beard was Jason-fucking-Mewes, the "Jay" of "Jay and Silent Bob". It was random, yes, but no stranger than my everyday life has become since moving to Los Angeles.

Saw, by the way, is worth seeing.

D

[0CT. 31 UPDATE]

Reading:

Warren Ellis' Bad Worlds - In which Ellis examines some of the real-life crackpot bastards and their view of their respective "bad worlds" set apart for the real world, of course. It reads something like The Darwin Awards minus the death...sometimes.

History of the DC Universe - Because I'm a nerd.

Alan Moore's Supreme - I'm really starting to think that Alan Moore's a genius. The guy puts out so many lines of comics every month, and they're all quality. Before Alan Moore's Superman, however, there was Supreme--a character created by Rob Liefeld and then basically given to Moore to do with as he chose. I'm only two issues into his run, and I'm already blown away. They've got his stuff collected in trade paperbacks. Find them. Read them. Also check out pretty much everything he's put out in his ABC line - America's Best Comics.

Listening to (I started pretty much at the top of my library playlist and worked my way down):

Back in Black, AC/DC

Bazooka Tooth, Aesop Rock

10,000 Hz Legend & Moon Safari, Air

All About Lily Chou Chou Soundtrack

Two Conversations, Appleseed Cast

Have You Fed the Fish? & Hour of the Bewilderbeast, Badly Drawn Boy

License to Ill, Beastie Boys

EARTHQUAKE!

EARTHQUAKE!

Just had my first experience with an earthquake this morning. It was very...gentle. Think of the scene in The Blues Brothers when the subway passes outside Elwood's apartment. It was about a quarter of that in scale and two seconds in duration. But still...scratch that natural phenomenon off the list.

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And furthermore.

And furthermore.

I don't know how it's been for anyone else, but my friendster traffic has gone up recently. I don't know if New York City just caught on to the trend or what, but two of my friends from New York just added me as their friendsters over the network.

Also, this girl messaged me about my good taste in movies:




If I may: mee-ow. Turns out she's 21 and from Van Nuys, a city in the Valley not too far from me. Of course I responded to her message. We'll see what happens.

I also just remembered that I never posted pictures of my finished place. Granted, I don't have my posters up, but here's my place:



The Kitchenette



The computer side of the room



The futon side of the room

And here's me with my (hopefully temporary) reading glasses on:


I can't see a damn thing without them. Supposedly my eyes are supposed to get better soon. Supposedly... I was going for 1960's NASA with these. I think I succeeded.

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Greatest comics shop. Ever.

Greatest comics shop. Ever.

As you can see, I've been reading my fair share of comics lately. I thought it would be good to plug the greatest comics shop of the title, Golden Apple Comics on Melrose. This is the shop that had the creator of Ren & Stimpy in for a visit recently, and they're going to have the team that made The Iron Giant reunite at the store for the film's Special Edition DVD release. How cool is that? Anyway, I picked up volume four of The Invisibles and re-bought Watchmen having it stolen by an unknown culprit about nine months ago, in case you were interested.

At the moment I'm about to start volume two of League of Extraordinary Gentlemen while looking for a movie to watch tonight. Wish me luck.

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Listening to:

Louder Than Bombs, The Smiths

The New Danger, Mos Def

Renegades, Rage Against the Machine

Reading:

Alan Moore's League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: Volume Two

Watching:

Lady Death: The Motion Picture (borrowed it from my ex-co-worker, Seth, and it fits with my comics kick)

It's been a busy few weeks

It's been a busy few weeks

I started getting pretty exhausted toward the end of my run on McBride 2, as I'm sure you're well aware having read about my deteriorating condition on my blog as it was happening. Getting plenty of sleep but being exhausted all day. Blurred vision. Constantly thirsty. Constantly using the restroom. Unbelieveable dry mouth. Acid reflux.

Jump ahead to my last day of work where something just wasn't right. The medic was pumping me with drugs. I was taking naps. They sent me home but it took about half the day to actually leave the joint. I pulled into my Walgreens lot and went in to get some medicine for the ol' acid reflux. I looked on the back of the box and it said something to the effect of:

Tired?

Trouble seeing?

Thirsty?

Pee a lot?

Dehydrated?

Feel like rivers of acid are rushing up your esophagus and eroding your wind pipe?

That ain't normal. Go see a doctor.

So I drove myself to the local emergency room and checked myself in. Turns out I'd been driving myself perpetually closer to a diabetic coma. At some point, my pancreas had stopped making insulin, and I hadn't been informed (or perhaps I wasn't paying attention). I'm thinking it was around the time I was working on both McBride and Clint's project, moving into a new apartment, and quitting smoking (I replaced my nicotine intake with sugar). I could be wrong.

Anyway, it was a hell of a way to find out I had diabetes (Type One for those keeping track at home). My blood sugar was four times normal. They sent me to ICU to balance me out. Apparently they aren't used to young men being there. Go figure. I spent the next twenty-four hours drifting in and out of sleep, even when nurses were taking and testing my blood. Three days after that and they let me go. My parents came into town for a week to keep an eye on me. On a related note: I now have a George Foreman grill, a coffee maker, a stocked cupboard and a futon. Go-go parent mooching!

So now I've got to watch my carb intake like the Atkins suckers, take insulin before every meal and once at night and monitor my blood sugar level before and after meals. I've got a doctor's appointment this afternoon so they can check to see how my first week went.

I'm going to grab some lunch at the moment, however, and I'll update this entry if anything happens at the doctor.

By the way: I'd taken the company production van to the hospital. When I drove back to my place, I discovered that my car had been towed. Gotta love this town. I can tell you it's good to be back, though.

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Reading:

Warren Ellis' Strange Kiss

Warren Ellis' Sranger Kisses

Warren Ellis' Strange Killings

Warren Ellis' Strange Killings: Strong Medicine

Warren Ellis' Strange Killings: The Body Orchard

Warren Ellis' Strange Killings: Necromancer

Warren Ellis' Scars

Alan Moore's League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: Volume One

The Invisibles: Say You Want a Revolution, Grant Morrison & various artists

[UPDATE: Just saw this article on Die Puny Humans!, Warren Ellis' blog. I'm in th middle of an Ellis phase, if you hadn't noticed. Anyway, here's the gist of it: Scientists have discovered a new and tiny species of human that lived in Indonesia at the same time our own ancestors were colonising the world. They're calling the little bastards "Hobbits". As excited as I am with such a discovery, come one now. Let's not let our nerd show, shall we?]

Finally.

Finally.

So I finally got Internet at my new place. I'll give a real update soon.

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