Anna Nicole??

So we finally find out how she died.

Who the fuck really cares? I mean, really -- who cares? I certainly don't. And we really didn't find out anything we already didn't know - she was one fucked up person. Mentally and physically. But again, do I care? No. I don't care.

And you shouldn't either. There are people out there that have more issues than she'll ever have (of course.. she's DEAD!). Do we care about them? No.

It should have come as no surprise what cocktail of drugs were found in her system. Methadone.. HGH... Probably some TrimSpa in there, too.. God.. what a fucking moron.

Computers Suck

I'm really pissed right now.

I did an interview with Guy Pearce this afternoon. It was a good interview and speaking to Mr. Pearce was really nice. He's a good guy, funny and not at all a dick like some celeb's I've spoken to. It was around 15 minutes long - I asked maybe 12 questions. After the interview, I saved the file as an MP3, exited the software and was done with it. I knew it saved because I saw the file on my desktop. It WAS there.

Now it's gone.

I can't find it anywhere. I downloaded an undelete utility to see if I deleted it - it's nowhere amongst the deleted files.

I searched the hard drives for every MP3 file. I just found shit from the Killers to the MP3 files the other programs use.

I double-checked all the directories - twice - three times - that I could have saved/moved/stored the file.

No luck.

I am now pissed to the point of tears. I can't just call the publicist up and say, you know what? * Chuckle * I kind of lost the interview with Guy and was wondering * Chuckle * if I can get in another 15 minutes with the guy.. well, because my computer somehow lost the interview.

It doesn't work like that.

I have all my other interviews from Tobin Bell to Hugh Dancy to Gretchen Mol to all the fucking interviews I've done and I can't fucking find this one interview. WHAT THE FUCK!!?

"What's that? Is that... is that you? Mr. Mark? Mr. Maker's Mark? Yes! Yes, I'll be right there. Please save a shot glass for me!"

Yep, it's time to break out the alcohol.

Boredom Hath Overcome Me

It's hard to write in script form. I'm doing the best I can.

EXT. HOTEL FIREPLACE NIGHT

A YOUNG COUPLE, in their mid 20’s, are sitting in front of a large FIREPLACE outside their luxury hotel. They carry on as boyfriend and girlfriend and sit next to each other in front
of the raging fire. She is wearing a NICE DRESS. Both are carrying drinks they got from the hotel bar.

GIRL
Hey, did you have a good time tonight? I did, though I didn’t like the music the DJ was playing. What was he thinking? I didn’t see any black rapper people. There wasn’t even any crunk juice. C’mon!

BOY
Baby, just let it go. The music was fine. Did you see Jen? She’s such a whore. Did you see that outfit? Rob so wanted to just take her out back and do her. But, whatever.


People are start shuffling out from various areas of the hotel. They gather around the fireplace to catch some warmth, tell a story or just lament about the hotel prices. A COCKTAIL SERVER walks by asking for orders.

BOY (flirtatiously)
Hey, sweety? Can I get a gin and soda with two limes? Yeah, two limes. I like a lot of lime taste. Can you do that for me? Thanks, hon.

GIRL
I’ll have a Cosmo. Thanks.


The Girl looks at her boyfriend with a contemptuous eye. If a look could be interpreted it would say she was jealous.


The girl, a little tipsy from her previous few drinks, is beginning to feel a little uninhibited. She hikes up her dress to her thighs. Her milky white skin is bare and inviting.


BOY (whispers)
Whatcha doin’?


The Boy leans over to put his hand on her bare thigh. The Girl doesn’t do anything to stop him.

GIRL (whispers)
What are YOU doing?

She smiles WRYLY.

So I was bored. I was out tonight.. at this bar that happens to be at this hotel in the area.. and I was actually sitting outside by the fireplace when this couple walked over. The only thing I could think of was.. Was the girl wearing panties? I bet she wasn't! She kind of looked like a skank - I'd certainly do her.. but hey.. I'm a guy who'd probably have no qualms about doing any semi-attractive girl wearing a skirt and no underwear. So, as I watched this couple, sipping on my bourbon and smoking my cigar, all I kept thinking was.. Dude, why don't you just ride your hand up her skirt and bang her right here? I won't mind. I don't know what the other patrons would have thought but I certainly wouldn't have complained.

I certainly need a better social life.

Catching up and Looking Back..

I was out tonight with some old friends whom I hadn't seen in years (some, in months).

It was great catching up with them and looking back to the past. The stories we had.

I got to thinking about all the good times we had and how every story I had began with -- I WAS SO DRUNK. It was rather funny.

But now, I'm kinda depressed because all of those times were so great and now all of my friends have gone on to produce their own families (you know.. get married, have some kids and get a job) whereas I'm still single, living like the bachelor that I am. Life has passed me up. I'm too old to reproduce those times and it sucks. I wish I were 20 again.

Let me point out that I NEVER WANT TO GET MARRIED and I NEVER WANT TO HAVE KIDS. I've realised this and I'm good with it. Hell, I'm even considering the permenant single lifestyle. Seriously.

Oh well.. I'm not too old where I can't go out and party. I'm still a decent drinker.. just yesterday, I drank a whole bottle of wine in one sitting. Didn't hit me.. too badly!