Here's the thing about getting tanked while in LA. There are a few things that differ from the East Coast:

A) A designated driver exist. This is because no public  transportation exist, and taxis are not cheap. Also everyone in LA owns a car, so someone HAS to drive.

B) More hot chicks = more douche bags. It's true. Simple equation really. More dudes overall, but also higher douche quotient. 

C) You know you're at a dope spot when Dave Navarro shows up. Someone they let us into this tight club. Cary Clark and the Roy. WTF? Anyway, Dave Navarro showed up. He falls into the douche category.

D) It doesn't get cold here. Ever

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Bling, boom. 

Thanksgiving was good. Met some chill folks and ate some fresh bird with all the fixins. Good times all around. Had a philosophical talk about Toy Story. Watched the worst team in Football get beaten like children.... Lions = most depressing football team (ranked very high on the scale of unintentional humor). 

Was bored today. Drove around. Drove past the drain used for the motorbike/truck chase scene from T2. Also drove by the office used for The Office. It actually has a Dunder Mifflin/Vance Refrigeration sign.

Heres a new idea for an episode of TV's MADE. I want to be made into an elementary school student. Good joke potential with this MADE program on the MTV. Take note. Also been watching a lot of Lockup these days.

I think I saw Kevin Federline

So I haven't blogged in a bit. Figured I should splat down some info as I sip on a little G&T. First off, I'm watching Generation Kill right now on HBO. If you haven't checked it out, I would say to do just that. Makes me think of my boy Tully. Good shit so far through episode 1.

Anyway....

This last weekend was Gemma's aka my roommate Joe's girlfriend birthday. So we went to her beach house for a little shindig. Shot fireworks off on the beach. Cursed at the Pacific Ocean. Drank adult beverages, and touched a prime time Emmy Award.... for costume design... but still. Also ate at this DOPE ass burger joint on the beach. Emphasis on the dope.

Wow! I just heard some thunder! Weather happens!

Turkey Day is coming up. I'll be spending the day at Cary Clark's crib. I'm in charge of bringing a pumpkin pie (according to Csquared, "not one of those broke ass Albertson's pies, like a good pie, a Whole Foods pie, the good shit"). Well I'm gonna one up him. I've already scoped out a local bakery and am picking up a pie from them tomorrow. I'm also bringing a bottle of wine that I bought today at Target (chill, it's an okay wine... regardless of where I purchased it).

Look for me on the East Coast soon. Fuck the corporate world.

Taking the Red Pill

Hyde, you can ask Murray about what happened. I'm just too lazy to interpret it into the blogosphere and add my usual humorous spin on it. But, since I'm not a complete butt, here is a brief rundown: Griffith Park Observatory, Hollywood Blvd, couple of bahs, chillin and illin by the pool/hot tub, Venice Beach.

Today I entered the matrix. Here is a picture of me in my matrix armor. I was also the pink dude on the screen in the background. Check out Sid the Science Kid on PBS, maybe some of you jerk-offs will learn something.

Got out of work a bit early so I get to watch more of the C's game. Legit. Tough loss for the Pats last night, hopefully the Truth and Co. will right the New England ship. I like watching sporting events that take place in or around Boston because they show shots of the city. Makes me happy to see the motherland. 

Here is a belated Halloween pic. Check that stash!

87 Dog Couples

Pretty nutty last couple days. Matt Murray made a cameo appearance this past weekend. Got in some solid adventure. Random recap: Rosco's Chicken and Waffles at 2a.m., it was nuts, mad good chicken, they had bouncers.... ill spot, other stuff happened.

Missing out on ill Celtics basketball. Went to a bah to watch the Pats game tonight. Many disciplined Pats fans, two obliterated Jets fans. Tough loss, but a good game. RANDY! Cassel, 68 rush 400 pass 3TD, first player in NFL history to drop those stats. Dang

Give Matt Murray some love. He broke his leg.

Almost forgot! I was standing behind E from Entourage today at Starbucks. Word. And tomorrow I get to don a motion capture suit at work!

Here's how my Tuesday started. I wake up, eat breakfast, and take a shower. One more step until I go to the office... make lunch. So I got a new turkey package in my hand, and the seam won't open. Simple solution, use a knife to open this shit. A sandwich must be made! Oh snap the knife I used betrayed me and sliced my finger open! Worst cut I've suffered life time. I know I'm not a bitch or anything, but I alerted the sleeping Joe Harris that I may or may not need a ride to the local medicine man (i.e. emergency room). Ten minutes later, I get the bleeding to stop and I'm on my way to work with a napkin tunicate. Buy some band aides on the way to work, show up late... lame... 

Mad broken ATMs everywhere in Hollywood so I can't buy lu

nch. Don't want to use debit card, and need cash. Opt for coffee lunch. Free Starbucks FTW! Typical LA grind on the way home, and I have to piss mad bad once I get in the grind... lame. So granted, bad start.

Obama wins. Celts win. I win. Here we go. Hopefully our new president doesn't turn out to be an alien or some shit. Yes we can!

Also of note. The security guard at Henson who I talk hoops with is a Rockets fan (discovered after wearing my Pierce jersey and he gave me a positive response rather then the typical LA garbage v. The Truth). I may have just lost my only hoops connect in LA... worth it.

Bucket List

Time to start the Bucket List:

1) Write a screenplay that gets made into a major motion picture.

2) Live in a foreign country for an extended period of time.

Work in progress. Like Asteroid Man.