This Is Too Much.

From the #EasyFire in Simi Valley - this thoroughbred goes back into the blaze to get his family. Not all heroes wear capes...💪🐎😍 pic.twitter.com/BsU6PlBq8R

— Rex Chapman🏇🏼 (@RexChapman) October 30, 2019

Almost Perfect.

The only way this rooftop pool in downtown LA could be any better would be if you filled it with Diet Coke and threw Mentos in it.

Looper.

I asked the director of my TV movie if we could do our lines really quietly so that people would turn the volume way up before any explosions.

She declined. I love her nonetheless. And as for dialogue, I did the ADR (automated dialogue replacement, or “looping”) for the film the other day. The footage looks great, and the music and sound design really move the story along.

Can’t wait for it to premiere. And it will, soon. DNA Killer. Coming this spring.

Poultry Time.

If restaurants were smart, they’d randomly call me asking if they should send over a chicken sandwich, because the answer would always be yes.

It’s true. I usually order the chicken sandwich. Mainly because I like my food to be more cowardly than I am.

And no one makes a better version than my favorite restaurant: Son of a Gun. I hadn’t been there in far too long, so it was nice to go back last night. The sandwich is still delicious. The smoked mahi dip (served shabby-chic with Lance Captain’s wafer crackers) is still amazing.

The Italian hamburger – homemade chocolate/hazelnut ice cream on a brioche bun – is fantastic. I hear more and more that these days, LA has the best restaurants in the world. Thousands of restaurants with great range. It’s good to be the king.

Weekend Question:

How many beer trucks can you “accidentally” run off the road before your insurance company becomes suspicious?

One Last Pitch.

A couple years ago, Brad Pitt was investigated for child abuse after yelling at his kids on a flight. That said, they better send my parents to the electric chair.

If you have yet to see Ad Astra, it’s still in theaters, albeit matinees. It’s one of the best movies of the year, and as we head into Oscar season, you really ought to see it. And if you’re here in LA, you get the great joy of seeing it at the ArcLight – flagship of all theaters, where the lunar vehicle from the film is on display. It’s pretty amazing. Go this weekend.

Getting The Band Back Together.

With all due respect to Tony Robbins, if I wanted to actually get rid of all the things in my life that didn't “bring me joy,” I’d just throw myself into a dumpster.

And I know just where to find one: in my sitcom, “Hucksters,” that I wrote and shot last summer. I love the first episode, but have been sitting on it, honing two more that I want to shoot. It’s getting to be about time.

It was a thrill producing and starring in the pilot last year, alongside my co-star Ben Pace. And Ben has been very good about pushing me to finish so we can get all three episodes aired.

By the way, the above dumpster POV is pretty groovy looking, but trust me – in the 103° heat of Canoga Park, it smelled horrendously rank. The glamor of showbiz.