Went for a super cool cruise on my fly Italjet scooter. I busted down Riverside to Zoo drive and on in to Hollywood from Burbank. Hit up Hollywood Boulevard for a few blocks, drove by Mann's Chinese Theater on the "Walk of Fame." Lots of people out tonight. Ate at a Mexican place on Santa Monica. I rode back over the hill on Laurel Canyon, wow, that road is fun, a little scary at night but worth it. I'm back home now watching a movie, but alone. Being alone is becoming a theme for my new life, new house, new existence.

Friday Night Frights.

So, anyways, I'm sitting right here at home watching "Prince of Persia." Another take on the pauper becomes king theme, anybody remember "Aladdin?" I'm talking shit, I actually love it, I'm re-watching it, I saw it at the theatre.

Work was kinda frustrating this week, I'm still working a shot that I didn't think was that hard. Apparently it is. TONS of animation, lots of freaking tweaks, but close. I'm hoping that tomorrow it will go to dailies.

Working tomorrow, but tomorrow night...what's up? I'm going to go to Hollywood and get arrested! Either that or rent a movie and got to bed early. I'm open to suggestions as to what to do tomorrow night? Comment here at the blog...

I'll report soon...

Sunset Blvd.

I moved to LA to fall in love with Sunset.

She's that strip of faded pavement that winds her way to the beach.

I love her still, thought, now I stand at the ocean's edge...

and watch her fade west, without me still.

My feet are cold and wet,

my breath smells of cheap whiskey and a day old high,

and I watch for the green kiss as my lover leaves me alone in the fading dusk...

alone and cold,

again,

and again,

night after night,

again,

and again.