Frame Of Reference.

Any time someone says, “Have you seen that YouTube video?”, always say yes – because otherwise he’ll make you watch it on his phone.

A video I’m proud of was shot last night. I couldn’t make it to an audition for a really good role in a film, so my friend Ariel was super helpful and put me on tape. Thanks for the assist, sir.

By the way, quick acting vocab lesson, since a civilian friend of mine laughed at me for calling it “on tape”. Actually, being put on tape is very much an industry term these days for shooting your own audition, and used by all casting directors and actors, in case you want to seem like a pro. Use it three times and it’s yours.

“The Danza.”

/THē danzə/
noun 
Named for Tony Danza, for his frequent portrayal of people named Tony.

Take Two.

When a dish comes out of the dishwasher still dirty, I put it back in for another round, because I believe in second chances.

Looks like Debra Sullivan is getting hers. I blogged about her mutant headshot a year ago yesterday, and now she’s attempting round two. May God have mercy on her soul.

My 2800th Blog Post.

I’ll try anything like seventeen times.

And some things a whole lot more. As is tradition, here are my five favorite entries from the last 100:

New York: A Photo Essay. Bedbugs, hookers and overalls – this entry has range. Give it a gander here. 

The 2016 UNICEF Halloween Masquerade Ball. The most fun you can have for the price of a down-payment on a house. Spend it with me. 

I Got To Say It Was A Good Actor Day. Aaron Eckhardt and I savor the moment. Join us. 

In Which I Lose My Shit Over A Film. Just my opinion, but I think the end of the Oscars was a fiasco in reverse. My winner is here. 

A Valentine’s Gift To All My Ladies. If I can help just one woman get laid, I’ve done my job. Spoon with me and enjoy.

House Of Worship.

I never understood why everyone talked so fast in old movies. What was the hurry? There was nothing to do back then.

The old flicks don’t really do it for me, with one major exception: anything with the Marx Brothers. I love them. It’s partially because I’m the middle of three boys, and my brothers and I watched every Marx Brothers movie with our dad over and over again. He really loved them, too. But mainly, the Marx Brothers were so far ahead of their time. They weren’t doing the asinine Three Stooges bits – they were smart and hilarious and always consistent.

For a little while, I took an acting class with Groucho Marx’s granddaughter Jade, and had to really contain my infatuation with her family. Then, last week, I passed Groucho’s old house in Beverly Hills and was immediately star struck. It encompassed everything LA is to me.

As actors, we’re always searching for our motivation. I kinda found mine.

28 Seconds Of February.

Shout out to all the hotel maids who had to change sheets on February 15th.

 I trust the rest of us had a good month. I know I did. Here it is, one second per day:

 

He Didn’t Choose The Bug Life. The Bug Life Chose Him.