LOTS OF CATCHING UP
So it has been a whirlwind couple of weeks
1. My parents were in town. My mom came for like 5 days and dad stayed for 10 or so. Awesome. Went out to dinner with my godparents (Paul and Cassie Westhead...Paul coached the 79-80 Lakers to the World Championship) at the Lodge Steakhouse in Beverly Hills. It was okay. No Ruth's Chris (which is where my dad, Brian and I went on Friday night). We also hit up the Brentwood Restaurant and Lounge with some producer friends of my dad's. I had a Kobe beef burger...overrated.
On Saturday me and Kevdog went to a house party at Ashley's all the way in east Jesus (aka Tarzana). We arrived at like 6PM with $150 worth of alcohol and were the first people there. Did not look like it would be a promising night but I actually had a blast. Shit got very crunk.
Sunday me, Kirby, mom and dad went to the Geffen MOCA to see an exhibit called Altered States which was all about drugs. It was very cool and trippy. Afterwards we went to dinner at The Wilshire in Santa Monica. It was bomb. 80% of the food is organic. Not sure about the other 20%. Kirby and I hung out the rest of the night and turns out it would be the last time.
The week after MLK weekend turned out to be world's worst week. My boss was in a bad mood and I was so busy. 4 day week felt like 10 day week. And then that weekend ended up sucking REALLY bad too.
1. My barber moved.
2. Kirby and I are done (I couldn't be complacent with the fact that she had a boyfriend anymore...so much for the girl of my dreams...oh well, at least I hit it)
3. My roommate and his girlfriend of 5 years broke up.
4. My toilet overflowed.
5. My internet wasn't working.
6. Didn't read any scripts.
7. Didn't go to the gym.
I also decided I needed to get a dog. I've been missing something in my life. I thought it was a girlfriend, realized it was a dog.
I went to the Lange Foundation (www.langefoundation.com) and the Amanda Foundation. I found a little feller, Stanley, 2 year old Shiba Inu mix, who survived Hurricane Katrina and is living in Beverly Hills. He is so friggin cute and really sweet. We are adopting him on Feb 4th and we need a new name.
Options:
A. Brady (aka Sgt. Brady)
B. Sir Lucious Leftfoot
C. Chamelio Salamander (aka Killa Cam)
D. Cash the Illionaire
E. Cadillac
Please get at me with your opinion.
Anyway, life kinda sucks right now. Work sucks. Feeling like my personal life is severely lacking. I am hoping DOG will provide a breath of fresh air.
So it has been a whirlwind couple of weeks
1. My parents were in town. My mom came for like 5 days and dad stayed for 10 or so. Awesome. Went out to dinner with my godparents (Paul and Cassie Westhead...Paul coached the 79-80 Lakers to the World Championship) at the Lodge Steakhouse in Beverly Hills. It was okay. No Ruth's Chris (which is where my dad, Brian and I went on Friday night). We also hit up the Brentwood Restaurant and Lounge with some producer friends of my dad's. I had a Kobe beef burger...overrated.
On Saturday me and Kevdog went to a house party at Ashley's all the way in east Jesus (aka Tarzana). We arrived at like 6PM with $150 worth of alcohol and were the first people there. Did not look like it would be a promising night but I actually had a blast. Shit got very crunk.
Sunday me, Kirby, mom and dad went to the Geffen MOCA to see an exhibit called Altered States which was all about drugs. It was very cool and trippy. Afterwards we went to dinner at The Wilshire in Santa Monica. It was bomb. 80% of the food is organic. Not sure about the other 20%. Kirby and I hung out the rest of the night and turns out it would be the last time.
The week after MLK weekend turned out to be world's worst week. My boss was in a bad mood and I was so busy. 4 day week felt like 10 day week. And then that weekend ended up sucking REALLY bad too.
1. My barber moved.
2. Kirby and I are done (I couldn't be complacent with the fact that she had a boyfriend anymore...so much for the girl of my dreams...oh well, at least I hit it)
3. My roommate and his girlfriend of 5 years broke up.
4. My toilet overflowed.
5. My internet wasn't working.
6. Didn't read any scripts.
7. Didn't go to the gym.
I also decided I needed to get a dog. I've been missing something in my life. I thought it was a girlfriend, realized it was a dog.
I went to the Lange Foundation (www.langefoundation.com) and the Amanda Foundation. I found a little feller, Stanley, 2 year old Shiba Inu mix, who survived Hurricane Katrina and is living in Beverly Hills. He is so friggin cute and really sweet. We are adopting him on Feb 4th and we need a new name.
Options:
A. Brady (aka Sgt. Brady)
B. Sir Lucious Leftfoot
C. Chamelio Salamander (aka Killa Cam)
D. Cash the Illionaire
E. Cadillac
Please get at me with your opinion.
Anyway, life kinda sucks right now. Work sucks. Feeling like my personal life is severely lacking. I am hoping DOG will provide a breath of fresh air.
posted by D Dubs at 4:05 PM
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