First Monday of the new year, and I’m setting the career odometer back to zero. I’d like to think I had a better 2010 than many actors, including guys like Charlie Sheen. Oh, c'mon – if I had a dime for every time I busted up a room at the Plaza and locked a hooker in a closet, I'd be rich. You heard me.The final tally: I booked five commercials, two infomercials, a role on “The Tonight Show” and a lead in a pilot. I’m proud of all of that, but I'm raising the bar much higher. I’m tanned, rested and ready. (Well, after Christmas in New York, I’m at least ready.)
By the way, the dog poop calendar is a real thing, and it guarantees “all new photo craps.” Here’s to everyone having all sorts of great, new crap in ’11.
