I am alive…

This is the longest I’ve gone without a blog update since I started the thing in 2002. I am bagged, but have been having fun. Working on The Spiritual Guilt Trip has been quite the exercise in stamina. Most of our shoots so far are taking place in the evenings and long into the night, so when I get home I’m just too tired to sit in front of the computer and come up with anything remotely witty to say. I’m completely drained… working with the likes of Ron Oliver, who calls me Rain Man, Tom Arnold, who drinks diet Coke by the case and calls me Barney Rubble, and Leslie Jordan, who tells the funniest stories, has completely worn me out.

On a more negative note, the assholes next door are still here and claiming they have not been given notice of eviction. The music was thumping so loudly when I was trying to get to sleep (after arriving home at 2:30 am from a 14 hour day) that I went over and hammered on the door and screamed at the ‘dirtbag / scumbag’ that he needed to turn the music down. This knucle-dragger had the nerve to tell me that we need to stop harassing him. I almost grabbed the guy and dragged him into the hallway. What a dickhead. After I went back to our suite I actually felt badly for calling the guy a scumbag, but I guess I shouldn’t as scumbag is as scumbag does.

His landlord was supposed to have given them an eviction notice, but we’re unsure if that has happened. ARGH! More on this when we find out…