Highs n Lows all in less than 12 hrs
Man O Man - does it get any better? Well I can answer that already - yes it does!
ARGGGGGHHHHHH! What the fuck? Does God, the Universe, Allah or whatever you want to call it, him or her not want me to have a checking account in America? Went to Wells Fargo this AM and the guy was just entering my account into the computer 24 hours after I opened it. I've tried to log on via the web, but of course it's not letting me!!! They should give you a temp ATM card, but they've ran out of them! I was going to transfer long overdue money into my credit union account, but naturally I left all the paperwork at home! ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!
with further ado about nothin' let me explain the last 12 hrs
During a break from lining myself to death (learning lines for the show), I saw this beautiful black woman (I don't know about you, but I think black women are very very beautiful - starting with Jodi and most of the others I know) grabbing a coffee - she looked a lot like the woman I saw last Friday here (Ground Work aka my office) at Ameture Comedy Night (she was one of the best), and I wanted to say congrats on a good performance. Alas, she was not the woman, but instead a singer/songwriter (writes/produces all her own stuff). She gave me a demo and I must say I'm so impressed I put it on my ipod! Check her out www.carlaholden.com. She's also the reason I started my own MySpace page:
Sean's MySpace Account
Not much there right now, but it's a start.
After having a wonderful conversation with her I lollygagged my way to the Arclight Movie Theatre to watch a wonderful movie: Stardust (http://imdb.com/title/tt0486655). Amazing performances from all - particularly Robert De Niro - you'll have to check the movie out to see what I mean.
I then trotted off to my 24 hr gym - Monday is one of the days it's actually 24 hrs - go figure. Workout was nice - finally got a chance to do some cardio. Then I had the bright idea of going to the steam/dry sauna. Now after growing up in Europe and going to many many saunas in various countries my philosophy is one of this: YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE TO BE FORCED TO WEAR ANYTHING IN A SAUNA! It should be your choice. My gym in Amsterdam and the other ones I've been to are mixed saunas - men and women - all have the choice of going naked, wear a towel or trunks if they want. In the 8 years I was working out I think I only saw 2 men wear trunks (they were Arabic so probably had to do with their religion). Most of the women were naked about half of them, even less, opted for a towel. Men and Women sitting side by side naked with nothing sexual happening - what is more natural than that? Well ... in this occasional 24 hr sauna I had to wear my trunks. Now even though I'm thinner than before, some of you might remember that I gained about 15 kilos/30 lbs for the last role I did (going from waist 32 - 34 - 36 - 38 and back to a current 34), I can hide my fat easier in a towel than in shorts - with shorts the love handles just ooze every which way (I refuse to wear my corset into a sauna - plus the warping would be a bitch). So ... I'm sitting there oozing and sweating and oozing and sweating looking at all the buffed n trunked bodies around me when to my surprise a quite portly Latina comes bumbling in to the steam sauna ... and ... I was gob smacked!!! She was dressed in full gym garb ... tennis shoes ... white socks (American's have this thing about white socks with everything - I will stick to my Euro black ones) and ... and ... it gets better ... she had her ipod with her ... yes ... her ipod ... in the steam sauna ... Hmmmm was all I could muster to myself.
Well after my traumatic sauna experience I decided to walk home - it was about midnight by now and let me tell you one of the best times to be walking round LA (weather-wise) is once the sun goes down. Well I learned there are some places in LA, even in Hollywood/Hancock Park that you shouldn't be wondering round. Don't get me wrong - I think I have a pretty good sense of good/bad places and can feel the vibe, but last night I saw a residential but crowded street and thought this'll be ok ... um ... I thought I was walking through a drug cartel of 12 year olds.
So ... I arrive safely home ... chat briefly with Jodi on my day/night then start crying and crying ... you might think it was all the stress of everything, but what it actually was was ...
Earlier at the cafe I gave a call to one of my best friends in the whole world - one I've know for quite a long time - they told me they have cancer and they've known for 2 weeks. 1) I was shocked to hear cancer 2) I was pissed that they didn't tell me. Jodi helped me realize that they and their wife had their own reasons for not telling me ... probably had to process through it themselves. If I start to think about it I might start crying again, which would be great in a cafe full of strangers. So cancer ... malignant cancer ... of all the types I guess it's the best (if you can say that) to have: skin cancer ... 2 spots found on the face, which will be removed in a few weeks with minimal scaring.
Cancer ... sigh ... Cancer
Ok, dwelling too much ... have to get back to studying my lines
ARGGGGGHHHHHH! What the fuck? Does God, the Universe, Allah or whatever you want to call it, him or her not want me to have a checking account in America? Went to Wells Fargo this AM and the guy was just entering my account into the computer 24 hours after I opened it. I've tried to log on via the web, but of course it's not letting me!!! They should give you a temp ATM card, but they've ran out of them! I was going to transfer long overdue money into my credit union account, but naturally I left all the paperwork at home! ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!
with further ado about nothin' let me explain the last 12 hrs
During a break from lining myself to death (learning lines for the show), I saw this beautiful black woman (I don't know about you, but I think black women are very very beautiful - starting with Jodi and most of the others I know) grabbing a coffee - she looked a lot like the woman I saw last Friday here (Ground Work aka my office) at Ameture Comedy Night (she was one of the best), and I wanted to say congrats on a good performance. Alas, she was not the woman, but instead a singer/songwriter (writes/produces all her own stuff). She gave me a demo and I must say I'm so impressed I put it on my ipod! Check her out www.carlaholden.com. She's also the reason I started my own MySpace page:
Sean's MySpace Account
Not much there right now, but it's a start.
After having a wonderful conversation with her I lollygagged my way to the Arclight Movie Theatre to watch a wonderful movie: Stardust (http://imdb.com/title/tt0486655). Amazing performances from all - particularly Robert De Niro - you'll have to check the movie out to see what I mean.
I then trotted off to my 24 hr gym - Monday is one of the days it's actually 24 hrs - go figure. Workout was nice - finally got a chance to do some cardio. Then I had the bright idea of going to the steam/dry sauna. Now after growing up in Europe and going to many many saunas in various countries my philosophy is one of this: YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE TO BE FORCED TO WEAR ANYTHING IN A SAUNA! It should be your choice. My gym in Amsterdam and the other ones I've been to are mixed saunas - men and women - all have the choice of going naked, wear a towel or trunks if they want. In the 8 years I was working out I think I only saw 2 men wear trunks (they were Arabic so probably had to do with their religion). Most of the women were naked about half of them, even less, opted for a towel. Men and Women sitting side by side naked with nothing sexual happening - what is more natural than that? Well ... in this occasional 24 hr sauna I had to wear my trunks. Now even though I'm thinner than before, some of you might remember that I gained about 15 kilos/30 lbs for the last role I did (going from waist 32 - 34 - 36 - 38 and back to a current 34), I can hide my fat easier in a towel than in shorts - with shorts the love handles just ooze every which way (I refuse to wear my corset into a sauna - plus the warping would be a bitch). So ... I'm sitting there oozing and sweating and oozing and sweating looking at all the buffed n trunked bodies around me when to my surprise a quite portly Latina comes bumbling in to the steam sauna ... and ... I was gob smacked!!! She was dressed in full gym garb ... tennis shoes ... white socks (American's have this thing about white socks with everything - I will stick to my Euro black ones) and ... and ... it gets better ... she had her ipod with her ... yes ... her ipod ... in the steam sauna ... Hmmmm was all I could muster to myself.
Well after my traumatic sauna experience I decided to walk home - it was about midnight by now and let me tell you one of the best times to be walking round LA (weather-wise) is once the sun goes down. Well I learned there are some places in LA, even in Hollywood/Hancock Park that you shouldn't be wondering round. Don't get me wrong - I think I have a pretty good sense of good/bad places and can feel the vibe, but last night I saw a residential but crowded street and thought this'll be ok ... um ... I thought I was walking through a drug cartel of 12 year olds.
So ... I arrive safely home ... chat briefly with Jodi on my day/night then start crying and crying ... you might think it was all the stress of everything, but what it actually was was ...
Earlier at the cafe I gave a call to one of my best friends in the whole world - one I've know for quite a long time - they told me they have cancer and they've known for 2 weeks. 1) I was shocked to hear cancer 2) I was pissed that they didn't tell me. Jodi helped me realize that they and their wife had their own reasons for not telling me ... probably had to process through it themselves. If I start to think about it I might start crying again, which would be great in a cafe full of strangers. So cancer ... malignant cancer ... of all the types I guess it's the best (if you can say that) to have: skin cancer ... 2 spots found on the face, which will be removed in a few weeks with minimal scaring.
Cancer ... sigh ... Cancer
Ok, dwelling too much ... have to get back to studying my lines
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