Time Warp

I started preproduction a few weeks ago on a feature film shooting here in town. I was property master, but after two insanely long days (5:30 AM and 2:00 AM wraps) and fairly hard work I've been reassigned. I'm now the assistant director ("A.D"). The script is good, the producer is marvelous, the director is ubercool, and the crew is fantastic. Hot sets are so otherworldly, literally. I haven't even seen a newspaper in two days, nor a frame of television news. Haven't checked an email. No phones ring on a hot set. I once saw a production assistant fired when his cell phone rang during a take. Yikes. Most of my life is black and white. "Coffee black, eggs white." Grays. But on the set my life is in Technicolor. I feel more alive on a film set than anywhere else in the world.

Fuck Paris Hilton

I thought she was cool enough to grit her teeth, do the time, write a best-selling jailhouse memoir. Based on how smoothly she turned herself in I thought she would knock out the sentence like Martha, my sweet, sexy Martha (god I love a billionaire feloness). But she's having a fucking meltdown. It only takes about 48 hours in total isolation to realize that you better really enjoy being with yourself - you better really like you. Because you're the only person to talk to in there. Miss Hilton has now stared into herself, and found no one staring back. There is no one to talk to, there is no person there. What a sad fucking circus. Paris, I used to like you, but now I fucking detest you... because you committed the Ultimate Sin... you lost your cool.

Paris Hilton Free At Last!

Brace yourselves gentle readers, here comes another shocking confession like that Gibson admission. I'm happy Paris is out of jail, and I'd be happy if Libby was free too. Depriving a person of his or her very right to wander public ways is far more serious than our society takes it. A factoidal aside: this month alone the "War on Drugs" has cost our nation over $4.4 billion dollars at a rate of approximately $150 million dollars a day. We have seen over 137,000 Americans arrested on drug offenses with nearly half 68,517 arrested on cannabis offenses in January of this year alone. That is approximately 4438 people a day, 184 an hour, or 3 a minute on drug offenses, and 2,210 a day, 92 an hour, or over one a minute on cannabis offenses alone. The fact that these people pack our prisons while rapists paroled after 2 years roam free is unmitigated fucking insanity. What kind of sick, twisted society behaves this way? I divide all crime into two basic catagories: Violent and Nonviolent. If you lay a single finger on another human in a violent way, rot in fucking prison for ten years - minimum. If you steal cars, lie to grand juries, piss in public, download porn, sell drugs, cheat on your taxes, do drugs, embezzle, buy drugs, conspire, manufacture drugs, obstruct, shit on the mayor's car, bribe cops, commit fraud, or wander nude in public parks I need to see a very strong case to condone your incarceration. Those incarcerated for drug offenses cost more than $65 million dollars per fucking month. PER MONTH! Free all nonviolent drug offenders forthwith immediately & forever, and free Scooter Libby (you know if he was a democrat you'd say it too) and congratulations to Paris Hilton! Fuck the Fascists.

Welcome Back Doctor Death

Kevorkian is out of prison. Euthanasia is such a thankless job because the most grateful person involved always ends up dead. Dr. K is a personal hero of mine. I just hope I never need his services.