Saturday, January 30, 2016

Hell Yeah.

The guy who drives this is so clearly running game that I’m invested in his getting laid tonight.

Friday, January 29, 2016

Just Saying.

My SAG Awards vote can be bought. DM me, Leo.

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

My Motivation.

I’m feeling very snubbed to be the only white person not nominated for an Academy Award.

So I’m taking matters into my own hands, as I finally have time to edit the comedy sketches I shot in June.

I’m really liking both the look of the footage, and the performances by my co-stars, to the point in which I’m feeling pretty jaunty about it.

Jaunty? Yeah. That just happened.

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Work Much?

Is Domhnall Gleeson contractually obligated to appear in everything? I swear the man showed up in my bar mitzvah video.

He’s a phenomenal actor with great range, but it’s worth noting he appeared in over half the films I saw in theaters last year: The Revenant, Brooklyn, Star Wars and Ex-Machina. I think he’s movie stalking me.

Monday, January 25, 2016

Don’t Mess.

Tore up asphalt yesterday with my niece and nephew. We're like a biker gang without swag.

It was the perfect end to a jam-packed Saturday and Sunday. And after all of the goodness, the best line of the weekend goes to my nephew, who after asking me my relationship status, pointed to his dick and said “THIS is your girlfriend.”

Saturday, January 23, 2016

56 Slices Of Heaven.

When I die, don’t put flowers on my grave – put Mulberry Street pizza.

Friday, January 22, 2016

Hometown Hero.

I’ve never been to Oklahoma City, but I imagine everyone walks around that place in the free t-shirts they get at Thunder games.

I am, however, very familiar with a city called Rye. It’s a suburb of NYC, and my hometown. By the beach in Rye, you’ll find a 90-year-old amusement park called Playland, which includes an ice rink. The rink is the home of my high school’s hockey team, and was the New York Rangers’ practice facility.

I came across a picture the other day of Lou Gehrig on skates at Playland in 1931. As a Yankee fan, I thought it was the coolest thing. I posted it on a Facebook group page for people from Rye, and it got an enormous response – hundreds of likes and comments. All of us spent our childhoods there. (One older woman took lessons as a kid along with a girl who grew up to become Olympian Dorothy Hamill.)

I consider myself a Californian now, but I realize that Rye made me who I am. And memories need to be shared.

Thursday, January 21, 2016

The Backhanded Compliment.

Still better than a forehanded insult.

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

My Holiday Flight Back To LA: An iPhone® Photo Gallery.

Christmas break is like going to visit your Facebook feed in person.

So it’s always refreshing to travel back to LA, on my new favorite airline, JetBlue.

Out of the airline’s control: sitting behind the poor woman in the above pic were the two worst-behaved kids I’ve ever experienced on a plane. After the boy pounded his fist on the seat in front of him for the ninth time, she looked like she wanted to smother him with that neck pillow. I’ve said it before, and it bears repeating: charge $5000 a ticket for kids, and this will be instantly remedied.

Also out of character, from the “How Old is this Damn Plane?” dept.: ashtrays in the bathroom.

Besides access to Marketplace, a cooler full of free drinks and snacks the entire flight, everyone on JetBlue gets a taste of first class with a hot towel before landing. My face felt like a Kennedy.

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Credit For An Ass-Beating.

I should get IMDb credit for every time I pretend to be surprised when a couple I know breaks up.

It should be that easy. Speaking of which, actor Aaron Abrams received this message:

Hey Aaron, 
Hope all is well with you. 
 Just a quick question. I was thinking of ways to make extra cash, and thought about acting gigs. How do you go about finding out about casting calls for commercials and tv, etc., and do they take ppl with no experience? Do you need an agent, etc. You living in LA now? 

Here’s Aaron’s response:

Dear 36 Year Old Cousin of An Acquaintance I Haven’t Spoken To Since Summer Camp, 

I can absolutely forward your name to Acting Headquarters! Just a few quick questions for you so I can tick the right boxes on the form: Do you want the fame package or would you rather start easy and get the underrated but well respected combo? Will you be needing AHQ to hook you up with an actress as well? What kind of scarf would you like? 

And just a thought, while acting is certainly well paid labor that requires zero skill, there are other fields as well...for example, have you tried being an abstract expressionist painter? (Hey, you don't even need a brush!) Or, if you write a beloved novel, that can be a really great way to get extra beer money because people keep buying it forever (residual income, bro) - I mean, acting can be fun but very few of us get that Victor Hugo money. 

 I’ll let you know ASAP when the top brass get back to me so we can initiate Phase II: Easy Street, I know they’ll be super grateful for your interest as there's a huge shortage of people who would like to be actors. And hey, if there’s any extra investment consulting work kicking around your office, I’d love to make a few extra bucks as well. 

Aaron

Monday, January 18, 2016

Add One More To The List.

After seeing The Revenant last night, jumping into my bed and thinking it’s cold makes me feel like a serious bitch.

The movie is freezing and grueling and a real masterpiece. I thought Spotlight had clinched best picture. Now I’m not sure.

Saturday, January 16, 2016

A Teensy Bit Constricting.

Ricky finally tried on my mom’s Christmas gift to him. I was able to snap the pic before it exploded on him.

Friday, January 15, 2016

I Work The Land.

I asked my property management company if they could do something about the landscaping in front of my place, but their response has been slower than a WNBA fast-break.

So I took matters into my own hands, with an assist from the weather. Before the first stage of El NiƱo hit last week, I tilled the soil and planted grass seed. Then it rained for four days straight.

The eyesore above is the before picture. Now, every morning, I get to check the growth, and I’m on my way to a real lawn. Soon, when I put Ricky on the lead out there, he won’t come back in looking like Pigpen.

If the grass is always greener on the other side, why don’t we all just go over there? Problem solved.

Thursday, January 14, 2016

My Christmas Vacation: An iPhone® Photo Gallery.

Upstaged by this little shit.

In New York, EVERY week is Jewish Week.

Christmas Eve. Well the weather outside is… delightful.

Threat acknowledged.

12 days in the fancy kennel whooped his ass.

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

My Ten Favorite Movies Of 2015.

This year, the Meryl Streep award for best Meryl Streep goes to Meryl Streep for her portrayal of Meryl Streep in Meryl Streep.

That doesn’t mean others can’t be recognized. Before the Oscar nominations are announced tomorrow, I’d like to list the films that I think were the best of 2015, in order.

Disclaimer: while I see a lot of films, I didn’t see them all, including The Revenant, which I’m sure I’ll like.

Me and Earl and the Dying Girl. I’m not sure why this isn’t getting more attention during awards season – it won both the audience and jury prizes for best film at Sundance. It’s funny, it’s smart, it’s tragic. It’s every reason we go to see movies. Best of the year.

Spotlight. True stories always make for more fascinating premises, and Spotlight is pure truth – the reporters it’s based on were asked to fact-check this film for accuracy. Very strong chance to win best picture.

Kingsman – The Secret Service. Best action movie and most fun movie of the year. Everyone who sees it loves it. If I were the President of Showbiz, I’d take the star of this film, Taron Egerton, and cast him as a young James Bond, reviving the franchise with an origin story.

Love & Mercy. Another true story, with two great actors (Paul Dano and John Cusack) playing young and old Brian Wilson. Just seeing how much of a genius Brian was in the studio, as he produces the song “Good Vibrations” is worth it.

99 Homes. A more personal look into the housing crisis featured in The Big Short, and how it affected actual home owners. A film no one saw but I promise you’ll like.

The Martian. Another cool action film. It’s riveting to watch Matt Damon’s character “science the shit” out of surviving on Mars.

The Big Short. Known amongst my friends and me as “the film with handsome men made to look ugly.” It’ll get you pretty worked up at the brokerage firms who played fast and loose with peoples’ lives. And the fun technique used to help understand what happened really works.

Bridge of Spies. Gripping. Incredibly directed by Steven Spielberg, and acted by Tom Hanks. It suffers from a strong theatrical year – release this any other time and it’s a contender.

Sicario. Hard core. Cool as shit. A constant air of danger from the opening scene. And it’s shot different from anything else this year.

Brooklyn. Boy, the Irish in the 50s were pretty douchey. I would have fled to America, too. This is a good reminder that there’s always a real reason why we left something/someone behind.

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Now Playing Very Near Me.

I prefer to see movies in theaters. But if I go out, who’s going to stick their finger in Ricky’s mouth and ruin his yawns?

Luckily, being a member of SAG allows to me watch all the best films from 2016 from the comfort of my couch, so I can then vote for the SAG Awards.

And the screeners keep filling my mailbox, including a free three-month membership to Netflix so that I can check out the nominated TV shows. My gain is Ricky’s loss.

Monday, January 11, 2016

The Weekend Giveth, And The Weekend Taketh Away.

Lean Cuisine tastes great with a little cheese and another meal afterwards.

While dropping weight is pretty much everyone’s resolution right now, I zagged Saturday night, following a great meal at Petty Cash with a triple chocolate shake at Milk. You’re all missing out.

But then the universe intervened. Yesterday, I took my scooter on its longest ride yet, down to the Hermosa Beach pier. It cost me, as the battery’s charge began to give while I was down there, and I was forced to push the scooter three miles home. I burned the equivalent of a six milkshakes doing it. Even-Steven.

Saturday, January 9, 2016

Four White Guys And An Indian.

THAT’S how much Maryland was beating Rutgers.

Friday, January 8, 2016

Scared Straight.

Ricky, watching the Sara McLachlan ASPCA commercial.

Thursday, January 7, 2016

Allow Myself To Congratulate Myself.

Hope you’re sitting down, because I’ve got some news that’ll make you stand up.

The folks at Peer Hustle named my blog one of the Top 25 Blogs for Actors.

I really appreciate it, but I don’t do this for the accolades – I do it for the alcohol, babes and cash.

Yep. I paint with words.

Wednesday, January 6, 2016

2015 Deaths That Sucked.

If I could have dinner with anyone alive or dead, I would probably just cancel on them at the last minute.

Here are a few of the dead options – super talents who unfortunately passed in the last year:

Edward Hermann. I worked with Edward on the voiceover for a radio commercial, and he was such a nice man, and SO excited about his role in a new Coen brothers film. Over a hundred credits, and he still couldn’t believe what he got to do for a living.

Taylor Negron. I blogged about Taylor when he died. I never get tired of watching him in that video.

Leonard Nimoy. One of those rare people respected by everyone in showbiz. Not even William Shatner couldn’t muster up a bad word about him.

Sam Simon. Sam only worked a couple of years on “The Simpsons”, but because he helped create the show, he received $110 million a year in royalties. The best part is he used most of the money to fund his favorite cause: helping dogs avoid kill shelters.

Windell Middlebrooks. My friend Bru and I were in a commercial with him. He was happy and funny and lived to make the crew laugh. Died way too young.

Dick Van Patten. Started on Broadway when he was seven, shot his last movie at 83, and he created Natural Balance Pet Foods. That’s range.

Al Molinaro. Many remember him from “Happy Days”, but in New York, where the “Odd Couple” has been permanently airing since for decades, Al will always be Murray the cop.

Scott Weiland. I’m a huge fan of Stone Temple Pilots, and always loved Scott. This was an especially sad one.

Robert Loggia. 65 years in TV and movies, including the iconic piano scene in Big.

Wayne Rogers. He just passed away on New Year’s Eve. There were 251 episodes of “M*A*S*H”, but only the 74 that Wayne appeared in will stop me from flipping past.

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

31 Seconds Of December. Featuring A Special Guest Cameo By Al Pacino.

My month of December, one second per day. Al practically begged me to be in it. Click below:

 

Monday, January 4, 2016

A Toast.

I make one resolution every new year. Looks like I can check off “don’t die” from 2015.

In 2016, I’m raising the bar. I plan to be meaner and hotter.

I’ve spent the past three days thinking about Eleanor Roosevelt’s famous quote: “Do something every day that scares you.” It’s been attempted by many, and chronicled online – a year of scaring themselves – but to moderate success. The problem is the feasibility. Day one, they were practically committing felonies. By day 26, they were playing a little loose with the term “scare.” Emailing your ex doesn’t exactly make you a Navy Seal.

I propose this: how about we simply be better than last year? Elevate. Let’s all kiss, as if the Fresh Prince audience was making the “OOOoooo” sound the entire time. Or try a challenging new recipe. If you screw it up, just call it “Chicago style” and serve it anyway. And finally, incorporate “I don’t roll that way” into at least one conversation each week.

The pic featured on today’s post was taken yesterday. My niece asked Ricky if he was thirsty, and he took charge. I’m following his lead.

Saturday, January 2, 2016

And It’s Official:

Brad Pitt will now only star in films containing “war” in the title.

Friday, January 1, 2016

Happy New Year.

Dammit ¬– 2016 is already here, and I still haven’t picked out which gang signs I’m going to hold up in photos this year.

Let’s all have a great one, nonetheless.