The Big Shots of Big Hollywood

Monday, November 30, 2009

Um...sir?

Turn lanes aren't merely a "suggestion."

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Good luck out there,
gretch

Friday, November 20, 2009

Ever have one of those days


Lately I've been feeling like I've been having a day like the girl in the photo has been having.

I wanted to get a lot of stuff done this week, but...

I got sick,

things took longer than I thought they would,

the dryer broke,

I gotta pick someone up at the airport,

that thing you bought is broken and now you have to troubleshoot it,

the car ride to class takes longer than you think,

I look forward to Thanksgiving next week but I've gotta wash and wax the car...

you get it.

Stuff gets in the way, but of course it's the same old story that I get in my own way.

If only those people will stop shooting at me.

Kurt

Monday, November 16, 2009

A Valuable Lesson

I’m not a hater. I don’t hate January Jones. Not even a little bit. I don’t like Betty Draper and I side with Don one hundred percent of the time, but that’s not January Jones’ fault. That belongs to Matthew Weiner. I think January Jones is an absolutely gorgeous woman. She’s poised and delicate and has a smile that could melt St. Mary’s Glacier.

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And I don’t even know the woman, so how could I hate her. I don’t begrudge January Jones anything.

But that doesn’t mean that I didn’t see that train wreck of a Saturday Night Live appearance coming, and that I didn’t not-so-secretly take great pleasure in it.

Sure, I groaned aloud and rolled my eyes the whole time, this doesn’t make me a hater. I was just reacting in frustration to the idea that if someone is attractive, he/she is good at everything. That is patently false. Just because you’re gorgeous and poised and delicate and have a smile that could melt a slow moving ice mass in the Colorado Rockies, does not mean that you also have comedic timing. Or that you can even read cue cards. I think we all learned a valuable lesson. Being pretty can be hard (aw)…but being funny is harder (ha).

knock, knock.
Who's there?
gretch

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Thanks to our Veterans


Yesterday was Veteran's Day and I would like to thank all of the men and women that have and do protect our country so that guys like me can make sure I get my photo taken at places like this...

Thank You.

Kurt

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

I'll be out of the office today....



Yes, I feel like an asshole for laughing when someone obviously was murdered and set on fire, and on his birthday, no less. But this goes to show you how important a pause can be. Or perhaps a "First up tonight, a grisly murder....etc." Just saying.

Jenny

Friday, November 6, 2009

That's Quite a Resume, Dr. Kovelman

Nestled between a marijuana dispensary and the mysterious Nude Paris House on Santa Monica Boulevard sits this non-descript little medical building:
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It would have gone unnoticed if not for a red light backup earlier this week, when I made a fateful glace over to my right and, to my delight, spied this:
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Apologies for the small size, for those of you who can’t make it out, this sign publicizes the services of Rozalia Kovelman M.D. who specializes in Dermatology & Allergy and Venereal Disease.

Some things to consider when visiting Dr. Kovelman’s office:

- When settling on Dr. Kovelman for dermatological services, you might want to wait until you have a full-blown acne breakout before making an appointment.

- You should ask Dr. Kovelman to wash her hands a second, third and maybe fourth time before administering your allergy scratch test. No one wants a stubborn case of gonorrhea on his/her shoulder. Especially in Los Angeles, where it’s always tank-top weather.

- If seeking relief for an animal dander allergy, please specify that it's your nose that is dripping when filling out the symptom questionnaire. You'd be surprised how big a difference that can make.

- When checking in, loudly proclaim that you’re suffering from horrible seasonal allergies and have an irregular mole you want checked out. Kovelman is used to patients adding “it burns like hot lava when I pee” after she asks if there’s anything else you had concerns about.

Let’s be safe out there, kids!
g

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Thhhhhhhe Yankees Win!!


Joe Girardi and The Yankees have won the world series.

Many years ago I was sitting in the Streetcar bar in NYC. The sports report was on the news and they were talking about the new catcher that the Yankees had just acquired named Joe Girardi. Later that night I was listening to WFAN and the Steve Sommers show. Steve Somers was going off on what a terrible idea it was to hire Joe Girardi. Steve was saying stuff like, "Oh, this is great. Joe Girardi is going to be the key that will get this team winning again."

Steve went on and on all night. I guess I couldn't sleep that night as I heard him rail about how awful this is going to be.

I always felt bad for Joe, and it turned out he was a pretty good player for The Yankees, and now he just managed them to a World Series win.

Now, I could care less about The Yankees, unless they're playing The Pirates, but I do wonder what Steve Somers is doing now.

Oh, he's still at WFAN.

Kurt

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Popping Wheelies

I'm not sure who is to blame for this really, but I suspect it's the usual suspects, Selfish People. These are the ones who wheel full-sized luggage onto the plane and then try to use your appropriately-sized carry-on as a wedge of some sort. They are The Ones who have brought us to this pass. These folks are not punished - in fact, their bad behavior has been rewarded. And we who pack and check a normal bag like regular people are punished with fees and dark looks. It cost me $20 each way on my most recent trip, just to be less annoying than those other guys. And I guess they have me there, I'm going to pay it. I refuse to be that person who can't lift her bag to the overhead compartment without a stranger's help. I like to just pack up my shampoo and other viscous toiletries in their original containers, and not have to transfer a rationed amount to teensy TSA-approved bottles like some sort of mental patient.

So, okay, yes. I do overpack. I bring way more than I need on any given trip. So what are you going to do? Penalize me? Oh, yeah, you're doing that already.

Jenny