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Must Do in 2010

Get my newest novel published and on the shelves at Barnes & Noble . . . Sell my screenplay, have it made and see it on the big screen . . . Own a pair of Jimmy Choos. . . & not necessarily in that order ;0) Just sayin', a girl has to have goals.

That Brown Stuff is Smog!

Ever fly into Los Angeles and see that big brown piece of crap sitting over the city? That is our air a few months out of the year~ And no, you shouldn't exercise in it. Welcome to Los Angeles! The rich, the beautiful live here and so does a thick, orange-brown, thing that will burn your throat, infect your heart and lungs, make you cough, and we call this thing-SMOG. People don't take it seriously and I used to not as well. When I first moved here from being in Arizona, I was like, "The smog isn't bad, what are people talking about?" I went running every day in the foothills of the Sam Fernando Valley. I couldn't see the smog, so I thought it wasn't there. Truth is, I was in it, so that is why I couldn't see it. One day I as at work and started coughing up blood! EEK! I went to the hospital and after a full check up and black stuff coming out of my nose, the doctor asked me if I had been exercising outside? Like I was crazy to even think about that. I

PriASS!

Are all Prius drivers douchebags? Or have they all joined a club where douchebaggery is the way of life? Why is it when you are driving around Los Angeles and someone is in front of you going at least 10 miles UNDER the speed limit, 9.9 times out of 10, it is some A-hole in a Prius? If they are texting as well, then it is even worse because you can add weaving to the already bad driving. The people I encounter on the roads that are in their Prius all drive way too slow and that is dangerous. I don't understand why these people think that it is okay to act like that. They think they are doing the world a huge service by driving a hybrid, and the truth is, they aren't. My old fashion car gets almost as much mpg as a Prius and guess what folks? I am not a douchebag when driving. I go the speed limits, I pay attention and I actually use the turn signal. Side note: why do Prius owners think they don't need to use a turn signal? UGH! The thing is, to the group of jerks driving th

Keeping It Real

Ever hear someone say, "I'm just keeping it real"? Of course you have, we all have. It is the staple speak for the 20 somethings and early 30 somethings out there. The sad fact and truth here is that when someone says that, they are doing anything and everything but, keeping it real. Usually it means they are lying to you about something. My most recent experience with this kind of, excuse me here, bullshit was when I went to join a local gym for the summer. I belong to a bigger, nicer, more expensive gym on the other side of town-Los Angeles-so it is not great when slammed with work to make that trek-but I digress. I called up this local gym where my friend goes for a low $25 per month feel. If I went the entire year, at that rate, it would still be less than a couple months at the other club I belong to. I am the easiest person to sell a gym membership to for many reasons, mostly because I don't need a sales pitch. I don't care about new equipment, etc. as long

Dear Jimmy Choo-A Deal

Dear Jimmy Choo, I have been thinking a lot about your shoes and how I can help you help me acquire a pair. (The ones in the photo would be nice!) I will do you a deal. If you give me a pair at the discounted rate of 76% off, I will promise to wear them all over town. I will help you get more people into your stores, since every time I am there, the ratio of sales people to customers is off. People need to see a gal like me walking around in fabulous shoes and then they will come. They will come from all over the Southland to buy the shoes, so by selling me a pair at a lower rate, you will sell tons more and therefore make heaps of unexpected money. I am more connected than Verizon in this town, and I promise you that I will always wear your shoes to all the award shows around town and interviews I go on when I am rich and famous. AND Unlike most celebs, I will promise to wear them every single day. I won't just wear to one event and toss them aside. I will take great care of them.

Kayak across the Pacific Ocean!

OMG So last night a friend of mine and I were goofing off on Google maps, and we typed in my old address in Sydney, Australia to Burbank, CA and look at the directions! Hilarious.. The best part!! Kayak across the Pacific Ocean But look at the map! Doesn't it stand to reason that one wouldn't go all the way up to Japan and then over to the Canadian border when Kayaking to California from Sydney? That is just silly! LOL It is so funny...the directions are way too long to use up my whole blog-so trust me. It gives like 118 different turns including going all the way through Australia, then kayaking-which it has like 3 times...so funny..

If You Give A Shopaholic A Credit Card

If you give a shopaholic a credit card, she's going to buy a new wallet to put it in. When she gets the wallet, she'll probably want a new handbag. Then she will look into the mirror to make sure she looks fabulous. When she looks in the mirror she will notice a hair out of place, so she will go to the spa for a hair cut. When she is finished, she'll want to buy some beauty products. She'll start charging. She will get carried away & buy everything in the spa. She may even end up getting a massage as well! When she is done, she'll probably want to relax. She will get a pedicure and manicure. She will need to get new clothes to go with her new hair, nails and toes. She will buy a few new outfits, and then, she will want to walk around the mall. She will end up in a gallery, where she sees lots of pictures. When she looks at the pictures, she'll get excited and she'll want to learn how to paint herself. She'll sign up for art classes, get paper and art

I'm Sorry, We'll Need to X-ray Your Ho-ho

A new threat to the US security is on the rise. What is it you ask? A nuke? No that is so 1960-1990! The 80s are over. Bombs on planes? No, that went out in the 90s as well. Hijacking planes? Not again, chemical warfare? Not really necessary since most cities in the US have massive smog. The new threat that the US gov is actually worried about is- drum roll-I should say 'dumb roll'- school lunches!! Ta da!! From WASHINGTON –" School lunches have been called many things, but a group of retired military officers is giving them a new label: national security threat ." The idea behind this moronic idea is that kids are getting so fat that the military won't be able to recruit them. Send Jamie Oliver back to the UK and save your sons and daughters from the war-the stupid war we shouldn't be in. The United States of America does a lot of things that make the rest of the world think we are idiots-The New Housewives of Idiotville, The Jersey Shore-the show, not th

Doh! You're Not Welcome Here

How funny is this. A few years ago I started applying to work on The Simpsons as a board artist and or character layout artist. I haven't been hired despite passing the test more than once. Sometimes I don't pass, but sometimes I do. Once I took the test for a friend, because he didn't have time and we were conducting an experiment, the joke was on me, he passed and was offered a job for the same exact test that I didn't pass, it was identical...since I did them both. Oh the industry. To be fair, there are always politics involved and I have no ill will towards the Simpsons. I still would love to work on that show someday. This isn't about that, not being hired, not really. The last time I took a storyboard test for the show was over a year ago, and I took that test because I was told that the earlier test I did was passing but the new director wanted to see another look. Fair enough, doing tests over and over for the same show without getting paid is always fun *sa

Why Would I Get Rid of Something I Love?

What am I referring to? My debt! Yes, call me crazy, but I love my debt. Why would I get rid of it? My debt has helped me in so many ways, he doesn't bother me, so why chuck him? You know those annoying ads on TV, especially late night, "Are you in debt? Get rid of your debt in 3 easy steps"? UGH, get rid of your own debt, I love mine. The ads don't tell you that once you do this, your debt is gone, but guess who goes with your debt? Your credit cards! They pick up and leave you. You can no longer count on them for endless shopping, dining out, or screenwriting contests. It is like you don't exist to them anymore. They once loved you, but now they side with the debt you just chucked and leave you. Debt has always been loyal to me, so the very idea of my leaving my debt makes me sad. What would I do without him? My life would be different. My debt defines me. I can't imagine being without someone who has helped me get the things in life that I deserve

2010 More Like It!

Okay, didn't I just say the world wasn't ending? WOW! These are beautiful, but I hope everyone is doing okay over there. It was already crazy expensive, can you imagine what it will be like now? As well, all flights from No America to & from Europe, fly over Iceland and they can't fly through "ash", when will they be able to? Amazing what is happening.

2012 Is 18 Months Away & Yet I Am On Facebook

Okay, really? Really? Seriously? Do you people actually think the world is going to end in about 18 months? The earth is going to flop poles and everything will get thrown into chaos? Do you really and honestly believe this or do you just like torturing the rest of us with such nonsense every other day on your Facebook and Twitter? If you really and truly believe the world is ending, then I have only one question for you. What the hell are you doing on Facebook and Twitter when you could be enjoying the rest of your short life? The truth is, it isn't going to happen, if it does happen it will be thousands of years from now and we won't know about it. Science tells us that the earth will meet it's end someday, but really in just under two years? Let's just say it was going to happen, then you wouldn't need to worry so much about the health care reform you complain about all the time, or the job market, your retirement-hell take all that money and spend it, the world

Starbucks, A Way of Life

When you go to your local Starbucks, good tasting coffee is probably not your main concern, because folks, let's be honest here; their coffee does not taste good. What does taste good is caramel, vanilla syrup, cinnamon, whipped cream, chocolate, and the feeling when that first drop slides down your throat. You love going into your local Starbucks on the way to work; you stand in line, you see the same people every day and the baristas know you by name. Isn't that nice? Even in New York & Los Angeles where millions of people are; at your Starbucks, they know you, your personally and after a few times, they even know your drink. It feels good when you walk in and they nod at you with that secret wink just between the two of you, you are a VIP, you don't even have to order, you get your drink, almost right every time. Starbucks interiors are cozy and welcoming with big cozy chairs, and warm color schemes. They make it inviting so you stay and hang out, drink more, spend m

More Flies With Honey

Happy Monday everyone out there in cyber space. I am sad that I had to remove a blog due to actual threats by people and I still don't understand that type of behavior. I mean, it is one thing to really believe that you are right and to argue your points, which is the point of an argument-to get the other person or persons to sway to your side, but to out and out threaten someone for something as stupid as not wanting to leave big banks for credit unions? Yes I was threatened and called a communist bitch because I had a blog on Thursday asking for simple reasons to why someone like me would benefit by switching to a credit union and people got really upset with me. I wanted to keep the blog up, but then it went too far and the words, "If I am ever in .....(my city)...and see you, I will fucking kill you, and your big bank, you commie bitch-it's people like you ruining this country" and it went on. Being in shock over that all weekend, I am still confused to why someon

Blog Stuff. . .

Thanks to everyone who commented on my last posting about banks and credit unions. Most of you had valid reasons and great posts, some of you however, took it a bit too far. Assuming things about me, or which bank I use. I did name 3 big banks, and by the way, I don't belong to the one big bank that everyone seems to be slamming. That said, tell it to me like a 2 year old does not to slam me, or cut me down; I mean, really, is that how you talk to a 2 year old? What that means is explain it to me in terms of my every day life, not %s and the bigger picture for you or your family. I tried my best to approve all comments but some of them I couldn't and I hope you understand. I will not publish comments that call me names. Threaten me. Name specifics about anything-banks and credit unions-if they are lying and slanderous for legal reasons, I can't do that. You shouldn't be reading my blog if you are so inclined to be so obnoxious. It is like those people that sign up on fa

Nothing Fresh & Easy Today

Yay! Finally Fresh & Easy has opened in my neighborhood. I have been so excited about this, because I love Tesco (The company in the UK that owns Fresh & Easy), and used to shop at Fresh & Easy all the time in Hollywood when I worked down there. Well today was opening day in Burbank, and let me tell you, it was NOT EASY and I have no idea how fresh anything was because you couldn't get in. There was a line down the street that reminded me of June on a Saturday at Space Mountain at Disneyland, and of course the parking lot was full. I had to park two blocks away. When I got to the front door, they were actually stopping people and letting them in so many at a time. There was a girl there with a map. There were no shopping baskets or carts. I asked her about them and she said, "We only have a few, you'll have to carry your stuff." After 15 minutes I was let in, I couldn't move, it was packed. The day after Thanksgiving on 5th Ave. in Manhattan would be l