Blogger peeps, get it together ovah heah. I actually wrote yesterday, but was not able to put it up until today. I am back in town after a(very) brief gig up north. Ah, the Hilton Santa Clara. A stones throw (literally) from Great America, it is a brand new hotel, and because I was supposed to get an executive room and none were available, I had to settle for a SUITE! So you know I sat on the couch and watched "Six Feet Under" until midnight, right? It was an easy gig. Set'm up and knock it down, blast to the airport and catch the early flight (I'm sure my AAdvantage Gold card had nothing to do with me getting an exit row window seat) back to SD so I can be ontime for my assisting agreement. Being unreasonable has it's perks! Besides, what the hell was I going to do in Santa Clara for 5 hours with no car. That's right, sit in what could be the world's least interesting airport, SJC.(San Jose for you people still not keen on flying) Thank God I got the hell out of there quick. With this diet, even airport food was smelling good Tha't how I know I'm about to turn the corner on this thing. I'm sure tomorrow I will be fine, but today... I'se Hungry!!!!

The road to good health is littered with bad intentions. Why is the world so much more delicious when you are on a regimen? If you are running, (which I will be bitching about soon) Someone drives by you in a brand new Lexus or if you proclaim to the world you are on a diet, your roommate comes home with a bag of still-warm freshly baked cookies. (poor kid, he does not have long to live!) I am much safer here in SD, than in LA. I was briefly in LA yesterday, and I felt like Toucan Sam. I could literally smell some of my favorite restaurants as I drove by. I felt like Lisa Simpson when she said, "I'm so hungry, I could eat at Arby's" It was that bad. So for once, it feels good to be back in Blan Diego. Of course, I am off to Santa Clara for today and part of tomorrow. Will I be able to pass the mini-bar test? Stay tuned! Y'know I used to end my emails by saying Chow, but I think that would not be appropriate today...

Head...getting light....room...fuzzy...must have...versailles... Damn diet!

So I went to have my Last Meal (do you smell a diet coming on?) while I was in LA at a place called Cafe Soul. The food there is always great and the service is superlative. The last time I was there, I was with CraftyDiva, and she had something that just blew me away. Fried Cabbage. I know, it sounds completely underwhelming, but imagine buttery Kim-chee... In fact, we actually dubbed it soul-chee. Well since then, I have been dreaming of having a plate of my own, and perhaps sending a plate to Stevie Wonder to help him with that blindness problem.(It's that good, and besides if he is going to only make hallmark card music, he ought to be able to see us falling asleep when he drops his new joint, right?) So I order short ribs, blackeyed peas, rice and gravy, corn muffins, and the highly coveted Fried Red Pepper Cabbage. While I waited, I got to listen to the new album by Musiq Soulchild...PHAH! His first joint was da BOMB, because he had a lot of unique phrasing and really sort of raised the standard for male r&b vocalists. Well this time out, he paid strict attention to what became a hit on bLACK RADIO,(Who took 6 months to play him on the west coast)and went to Kinkos. It was completely bland and disappointing, like my long-lusted after fried cabbage. Everything was just okay, nothing to write home about. The waitress was not the one I am used to who is very attentive, friendly, and funny, not to mention fine as hell. Her first words to me were "I like your hair," when her locks were kickin' like Pele. The woman I had to deal with yesterday was none of the above, and I had to keep flagging her down for things like more water. She did not want to be there, or at least help me. as her attitude was that of one who only has to put up with this crap for 96 more minutes. When I mentioned I wanted the cabbage fried, she made a face like she had never heard of such a thing, said, "I don't know about that." When am I gonna learn that when you order something, and the person doesn't know what you're talking about, switch to something they do know about so at least you'll get a credible effort. What I got was a half-assed version of the fantastic creation I'd had not a month ago in the exact same restaurant. I have learned my lesson. I will only go there during the week before 2 when I know my girl(and the same cooking crew) will be there with smiles and the awesome food I am accustomed to. And leave "Juslisen" on the shelf, where it belongs. Maybe I'll get to talk to the brother when I'm at Prince camp, and tell him how he let me down. 'Til den!

Happy Memo Day! I hope you kiddies are sitting around with family and friends, sipping a cold one and enjoying some burnt animal flesh. I would like to be doing the same, but for the moment I am caught up in a dilemma of sorts. Home improvement or writing or socializing? Hmmmmm When you figure that one out, give me a buzz I'll probably be right next to the phone... on the computer... playing freecell! BD

Bienvenidos a todos! Hi community! I just want to say I hope you all are having a great weekend, as I surely am. I am onmy way to a free jazz concert in Pasadena. Okay, I'm really going to see and be seen, but that's beside the point. I will be out in the sun for a change and that is the bomb. The writers group is off to a great start, but we could stand a few more members. Hint, hint... Anyway, I'm outta heah! BD.

Hey y'all. I'm just hangin' 'bout tha pizzad, listening to Lauryn Hill's new live joint. It is an amazing piece of work. to steal a phrase that only 3 people will understand, M.T.I. I actually had a couple of tears welling up. I you have the means, I highly reccomend picking it up, turning off the ringer on the phone, and just listen, listen, listen. If you want to even have a clue of what I'm up to these days, you will hear it on this album. Just a word of warning. Do not expect to hear The Mis-education of Lauryn Hill pt2. These are all new songs, played by her on solo acoustic guitar and singing along. There is no polish, overdubs, edits, gloss, or artifice. She sometimes restarts songs. Her voice is scratchy and breaks more than once. It is, however, a two-disc set of the best music I've heard this year. You know how when someone is being real and sincere, and speaking from the heart, how it just draws you in, and you sort of fall in love with the person, and you can never go back to the old way you saw that person? That is what is going on here. I am surprised that MTV actually aired this show, and put out the cd as is with no obvious meddling. This album is, seriously, the best 16 bucks I've spent in quite a while. Check it! BD.

Time for a rant about San Diego in regards to restaurants. What is it with this place where just about everything closes by 10p? I was doing my thursday assisting gig at L.E. last night, leaving at 11p. Now I arrived at 5:45p which is about an hour from when I begin to think about what I am going to have for dinner. Y'know, figure it out, make a shopping run if needed, and start cooking OR start making calls to see who I can get to go out somwhere with me. By the time 7:30 rolls around, I am actually beginning to get hungry, so you can imagine where I was at by 11, right? Now I know the opportunity here is to train my fat ass to eat my last meal of the day at 5p, and that would go a long way towards helping me to lose weight. BUT I WANT TO RANT!!!! LA has hundreds of great places to grab a bite late. There is a whole strip of Hollywood Blvd. filled with Thai joints that stay open 'til 4a everyday. You can choose Italian, burgers, deli, diner, mexican, salvadorean, even chicken and waffles, the choices are staggering. But here in San Diego the choices are pretty grim. Basically, late night (like 10 is late!) cuisine consists of the ubiquitous Taco Shop. They apparently all stem from one chain that was successful. Like Tommy's begat Tom's #5, Tomy's, Big Tomy's, etc, Roberto's has spawned Norberto's, Alberto's, Adalberto's, Filiberto's, Humberto's... you get the point. These are all chains, so if you live in San Diego county, chances are there is a ______berto's within rock throwing distance, and they are great for picking up an artery clogging carnitas burrito the size of your forearm. There certainly no such thing as the latenight light salad or club sandwich down here. In America's Finest City, it's either Follow the rules, starve, or pack on the pounds. But then again, it's better than making a meal at 7-eleven. BD!

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Bad writer! Shame on me, I'm supposed to be doing this everyday, but I've been slacking like a mofo! Sending an "I am sorry" to both of you loyal readers(including myself!). I have been busy pretending to do my writing and long overdue spring cleaning to feel okay doing this. Maybe I'm wallowing in the dark place over some disturbing things I've been finding out about myself. To be brief, I hide parts of myself from my friends that I think will drive them away. So I am being cagey, distrustful, controlling, and completely not authentic, and people can smell it a mile away. I want to appear strong and able to handle whatever comes along, so there's almost nothing I will not do for them, yet at the same time there is almost nothing I will take in return. No one is able to give to me, when I give so much. To close this vicious circle, when I do take help, it is through the prism of "they owe me, so it is okay" I am left wondering what my friends really think of me, and what they think I think of them. The very strategy I created to keep my friends is the thing pushing them away. I have been sucking on that since Monday. The people in my life do not know me, or how much I care for them, and it's my fault because I am afraid to let them see me! In brighter news, I had a lovely dinner at Linda's last night. All I can say is Trader Joe's is AWESOME! Everything we had came from there. I usually only buy hummus, crackers, wine, stuff like that, but I have to really look when I go there from now on. After stuffing ourselves, her "special friend" called, and I used the diversion to steal one of her cds. Unlike her, I will return it as soon as I burn a copy. Boat drinks! (Has anyone seen the movie yet? How can you answer, when I have been too lazy to set up comments? I suppose you could email me...)

STAR WARS - It was great, especially the last 45 minutes. I am going back to see the digital version, but the film print looked fantastic. I applaud Lucas for using two of the great actors from the movie Once Were Warriors. Temeura Morrison is a truly great actor who is rarely seen in American films, so I was glad to see him here. I don't remember the name of the actor who played his eldest son in Warriors, but he was in the film as well. He was in The Matrix as well. Now George, not to be greedy, but where was Rena Owen, to complete the collection? Ewen seemed to be having fun this time around, but I'm not feeling Hayden Christmastime. Although a huge improvement over Jake Lloyd(who I'm certain will one day be president), he is from the boy band school of acting with his hair. Like N'sync, he moves well in the dance sequences, but when he sings, he sounds like a chirpy little bluebired of cuteness. He is, however, blonde. How often do you see a blonde bad guy? Of course, Natalie (my future ex-wife) Portman was scrumptious. I wanted to lick the screen! Seriously, she gets in on the action. in fact, everyone does except... the dreaded Jar-Jar. At least, his screen time is dastically reduced.(power to the people!) I don't want to say too much here, but SEE THIS MOVIE!!! The Phantom Menace had such bad buzz that I waited until the DVD to actually watch the movie, and I was justified. Such is not the case here. GO! NOW! ... you're still here? Loser! GO SEE THE FRICKEN MOVIE!

Forgive me readers, for I have sinned. It has been 3 days since my last confusion. So, what has been happening, you ask? Lots! Saw the new star wars flick, Got my locks tightened(praises be to Shan for making both those things happen), Had an awesome dinner with my Commitment Seminar group, went bowling and got beat by a girl who had never bowled before, had an amazing talk with the same woman later that evening where I learned a lot about myself, stayed in a great hotel and got paid for it, and entered a competition for the worst run-on sentence. I found palatable Thai food in SD which is a huge breakthrough. I usually have to do The Drive if I want to have Thai. (Why is it that Thai BBQ is everywhere except in SD?) I have once again been slapped in the face by the reality of just how LAZY I am. I got it while working with Kirk, and I got while talking to Grace last night. Kirk is my best friend, and we have worked together many times in the past. The job in Beverly Hills was the first time in about 3 years of us working together, and it was like I was in slow motion. It really opened my eyes to how much it shows that I am done with this business. I really am not excited about the AV world anymore. I just want the paycheck. With Grace, it was all about how I withhold parts of my life from the people in my life. I am a very giving and generous person, but there is something wierd behind it. It comes down to me buying friendship, and then not allowing myself to truly trust my friends because I think they are only around because I do things for them. So then, what does that say about how I feel about myself? And what does any of this have to do with writing? Anyway, it was a very powerful weekend and I am still reeling from it. BD!

Hiya! Most exciting day today! I am getting my locks tightened! (you have no idea what a relief it is!) Heading up to LA for that, work, Star Wars, and clubbing. Of course, that means no writing, right? It is possible to get some in while working in my line of work. I just have to join a 12-step for Freecell! I will be working with a new client, though, so I have to be on my p's and q's. At the core, it will be another boring pharmaceutical show, and I wager I will be fighting to keep my head from slamming into my desk. Oh well, I have a 2-3 hour cruise in front of me, with hair to wash and clothes to pack. Did I mention that I LOVE to stay in hotels? Le Meridien in Beverly Hills - stayed there when it was Hotel Nikko. I'm a bit jaded on the posh hotels. I'm really into the boutique hotels. So far, my fave is The Triton in San Francisco. Djs spinning deep house and lounge, fresh baked cookies, and free drinks in the lobby on a daily basis, and each room is decorated differently. You simply must go! And so must I! I must admit I am already tired of saying Boat Drinks!

Alrighty then! I am back because people went to my site as requested and the ding-dang page was not there! Whatup wit dat? Anyway, Attack of the Clones starts today and I am strangely torn. On one hand, my future ex-wife Natalie Portman stars. On the other, is the dilemma espoused in today's edition of my favorite comic strip, The Boondocks, at: http://www.ucomics.com/boondocks/.( I don't yet know how to make that a link!) I will try to go and see it tomorrow at some ungodly hour. Of course you realize I will have to go LA to see it in a REAL movie theater with THX, at the very least. I really would like to check out the digital version, but that may prove to be too much of a geek fest! Oh well, I'm out! Boat Drinks!

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Hello? Hello? Is this thing on? Ok... Welcome to my Blog where I will vigorously slag "America's Finest City", complain about being stuck... here, and whine about/avoid what I'm really all about which is writing screenplays. You can expect to find cheeky reviews of actual films and TV shows, occasional tips on things to do in LA and SD, and a copious amount of fetishizing of films such as Memento, Sunset Boulevard, Apocalypse Now, and the Holy Grail, Citizen Kane. Of course I write sappy, mealy-mouthed romantic comedies, but maybe that has something to do with my dating sitch. Ya think? Anyway, the title of this blog comes from the film, Things to Do in Denver When You're Dead. It stars Andy Garcia and Christopher Walken, and is a "simple heist goes horribly wrong" picture. I highly reccomend it because it's fun and has great dialog! In fact, I will incorporate a phrase from the movie in this blog when signing off. In the film, when the characters are parting, instead of saying goodbye, they'll say "Boat Drinks". To understand why, YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO WATCH THE MOVIE!!! Hee Hee! That was fun! Thanks for coming, and... Boat Drinks!