Serenity 2: This time it's...better and...more...enjoyable

Serenity 2: This time it's...better and...more...enjoyable

I thought you guys might like to know that the second Serenity trailer is much better than the first. Now this is representative of the tone of "Firefly". That is all.

Watching:

War of the Roses

Reading:

The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay (Just finished)

B. Krigstein (Finished.)

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You know what I love??? The Smoothie Sensation System!!! LET ME TELL YOU WHY!!!$#%%&^

You know what I love??? The Smoothie Sensation System!!! LET ME TELL YOU WHY!!!$#%%&^

So Jessie called me this morning saying that she had a job for me that paid $200, but I had to leave immediately. I did because--I don't think I need to tell you--$200 is some good money for a day's work. But what soul-crushing, self-objectifying task did I have to perform to earn such a hefty check?




That's right. I was an actor in a Tony Little infomercial playing The Kid Who Wants to Gain Weight. God help me. I've shamed my family for generations to come...

But if you're curious, stay up late to watch me in "Smoothie Sensation" (a sensation that surely won't sweep the nation).

On the other hand, I met a very nice young lady named Ronna Jones at the shoot. Here is here website. Here is her album on iTunes. Show her some love, if you would.

Watching:

Blazing Saddles

Bush Family Fortunes: The Best Democracy Money Can Buy (I can tell just from that title that--though I'm sure I share the same politics with the documentarians--I'm going to encounter some poorly constructed arguments in this puppy.)

Reading:

The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay

Listening to:

Illinois, Sufjan Stevens

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PS - I forgot to mention I saw the greatest kid ever on the way to Vegas. He was amongst a van-load of other kids, but he interacted with passing motorists using words he'd scribbled in his notebook such as the tried-and-true "Help!". He also urged motorist to "Honk if UR Hottt!" and "...if U like cheese". The kid's true genius rushed to the fore, however, when we saw this sign: "Honk if U like UR Mom". The kid eagerly watched our eyes, and the instant before we finished reading he whirled around his notebook to chide us for being a collective "Mom Hater!" His parents had better be proud because that kid's freakin' brilliant.

Vegas, baby! (What a shithole!)

Vegas, baby! (What a shithole!)

First of all, I'd like to accept my award for Least Imaginative Post About Las Vegas Title.

Next I'd like to let everyone know that I absolutely, positively still hate Las Vegas. I think the pointing out the large selection of sugar-free desserts says quite a bit. There's a difference in the reasoning that Vegas has sugar-free desserts and why everyone else has sugar-free. There are those that choose not to eat sugar because of their diet. There are those who simply prefer the taste of artificial sweeteners to the real deal. There are a relatively small number of diabetics...generally speaking. Vegas provides the sugar-free goods because of the astronomical number of corpulent, type 2 diabetics. It was literally like half the population in Sin City was 400+ pounds.

The remainder of the population went something like this (from largest population to smallest): white trash, frat boys, social parasites and those in town for a hair show. There's some blurring between the groups, but you get the idea.

In addition to all of that, there's something very wrong about a place that's 95° at night. Isn't the desert supposed to freeze at night?

The complaining aside, it was a good time amongst my group. We found a website whose tagline was "Do Vegas for a quarter a day". We spent slightly more than that per day, but only slightly. I think slumming it is the only way to go in that town. After all, what does it mean to be classy in the world's tackiest town?

Anyway, the hair show was great. Our show absolutely blew the others out of the water. Krys--our friend that not only put on her own show but also produced the rest of the show, too--won two awards and got numerous job offers after we went on. That's good news above and beyond the obvious because she'd been out of work for four months while she worked on the show. Needless to say, we ate for free for every meal after the show.

I wish I had more tales of drunken debauchery, but we were neither very drunk or terribly debauchero--hey look! Pictures!


We had a rehearsal shortly after arriving. This was me amusing myself while I waited to go on-stage. Nothing says self-entertainment like enormous glasses, clip-on earrings and a book of string theory. Also, Elton John was in town, and I figured I could sign a few autographs in his name. No dice.


Requisite poolside candy photo number one (Jessie and me).


Requisite poolside candy photo number two (Rose [Jessie's roommate] and Jessie).


Close but not quite on my makeup. Yes. Your eyes don't deceive you. I ended up being a French Restoration Bowie. Are there glam fans in the crowd to-night?? (There were.)


Putting on the clothes looked easier in the instruction manual. I wish we'd had one.


Here's a shot of Jessie's geisha makeup...


...and here's Jessie in her full get-up.


"Who's ready to rock French Restoration style?: or the Konservative King has Returned...to Rock!"


Here's the whole road trip crew. Starting from left to right: Christy, Rose (kneeling), me and Jessie.

So that was pretty much the Vegas gig. Me, a bunch of hot, young co-eds, an army of the frighteningly obese and a drive to look like as many effete rock stars as is possible in a three day period. Très passionnant!

Watching:

In the Realms of the Unreal (Everyone should see it.)

Control Room (One of the most staged "fly-on-the-wall" documentaries I've seen in a long time. Makes it hard to take it seriously.)

The Island (Alas, the most exciting thing about this non-stop thrilling piece of dung was the V for Vendetta trailer that played. Luckily I saw the matinee at the bargain theater.)

The Hunting of the President (In the style of a Dateline-type exposé. Not only am I not a big fan of that style, I'm also not a fan of taking seriously any product that includes silly sound effects to underline comedic effect. Really now...)

Reading:

The Elegant Universe (Just finished the bastard.)

The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay

Listening to (special road trip edition):

Gear Blues, Thee Michelle Gun Elephant

Emperor Tomato Ketchup, Stereolab

Mars Audiac Quintet, Stereolab

Dots and Loops, Stereolab

Illinois, Sufjan Stevens

Get Behind Me Satan, The White Stripes

Hot Fuss, The Killers

Honeycomb, Frank Black

Kasabian, Kasabian

We Love 'Em Tonight (Live at Tipitina's), Galactic

Lola versus Powerman and the Money-Go-Round, Part One, The Kinks

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