Star Fucker

I've agonized about blogging on this ... originally I was going to send an email to a few close friends stating what's below, but then I thought, "What the hell! Why not blog it so millions and millions can see it online!" As if millions even read my blog - there's probably only 2 of you "golf-clapping" me right now. Welcome to The Surreal Life!

Anyhoo - one of my 8 Simple Rules (no that's not a clue, just me trying to be clever), if you can call it that, is that if something affects me emotionally I'll blog about it. And let me tell you, this has really been haunting me today; I think one of the only ways to "get it off" my chest is to have a Heart to Heart with ya'll.

Now I'm not one to kiss and tell, because sharing Dirt like that would be detrimental to others, but I do love explaining to my Friends, in graphic detail, all the naughty things I do. What can I say, I get off on the shock value plus I get to mount my Soap box. As most of you know, I've tried to keep my blog pretty "PG-18", omitting sexual things, because as I age either other things become more important, or I just become more impotent.

So ... now on to the juicy bit ...

Yesterday I had a brief sexual encounter (no I'm not a 2 min man - I can go for hours and hours and hours and hours and hours) with a very famous TV star/personality and, albeit brief, it was very nice; I was quite Charmed. As I ponder it more and more I feel stranger and stranger, but in neither a good nor a bad way just stranger - if that makes any sense. We didn't exchange numbers and we'll probably never see each other again, but you never know - I could be at an E red carpet event celebrating my 100th TV show episode, we could meet again and actually exchange numbers. Stranger things have happened ... thus endeth my confession.

But don't fret - there's more -

After blogging this I discussed it with one of my Girlfriends and she helped me to realize why I was feeling "stranger". I believe it has to do with the power someone has over you: what would the tabloids say if they knew? truths like this tend to have Wings, and if i told would it be my Bonanza? could a Marriage w/ Children end? would the star be labeled an adulterer? a slut? a whore? why would a career be put on the line for a just a little Sex in the City?

Then it occurred to me - I would want and expect the same respect if the shoe was on the other foot. But does such a thing exist in the land of Hollyweird? Would I be able to count on the kindness of strangers? Probably not. Is this my induction into Californication?

Rihanna's Umbrella - Asian Style

This is great - you gotta hand it to them for doing this all in one shot: Umbrella Asian Style

Un Poquito Mehico - Club Cha Cha

Stupid American aka ME!

Yesterday I met a girl from Austria and little ole stupid me asks her are you from the German part?
Have a big audition in a few hours so have to safety pin my face back - supposed to look 30 :-)

Tose Proeski - Goodbye

Yesterday Tose Proeski a well know Balkan singer was killed in a car accident. He was only 26. I remember him from Eurovision 2004 - he's got an incredible voice and is a great writer, though I don't speak any Slavic languages I still can tell if the singing is good. Here are a few links to some of my favorite videos of his:

Tose and Marlenna (the drag-queen)
Ko ti to grize obraze
Tose Proeski i Esma Redzepova - Magija

FINALLY!!! Bea's B-day Pics are on line!!! So she can stop the BITCHIN' :O)

Watch how a beautiful, seemingly "innocent, virginal" young French lady (aka my Best Friend) gets more and more drunk and naughtier as the night progresses.

Bea's B-day Party

BT in LA

Tis true - I was shocked to find this by chance as I was metroing to an Extra gig. Now I know where to go in 2 or 3 months when my moo-lah starts to run thin.

Memories

For those of you that have known me a long time (for the last 8 years) you'll understand this ...

My New Flat

I know I promissed pics a long time ago - finally I've uploaded them: My Flat

Rain, Rain in L.A.

Yes, tis true! I never thought I would see it in LA after all the Urban Legends I heard and especially after the REALY HOT summer we had, but it did actually rain here and I have PROOF!!!!

Rain Rain Rain

Naturally I had two auditions this day, had to bus it round the city and i was going to be DARNED if I had to buy an umbrella for one freaking rainy day in LA!!! In hindsight it might have been a good idea as today is just as cloudy as that one.

Missing Love

Posted this earlier this morning when I was feeling a bit sad ... still am actually ... think it had to do with watching Brothers and Sisters last night - that show really makes me cry!!! Never fails! I guess I'm such a wuss, but how can you not when Sally Field is emoting about her son being in Iraq? Whenever she cries I cry and you know she has to cry every episode otherwise the housewives won't watch.

Dix Jours

Spotting Celebs

The Frenchies Invade - Viva La Revolution!!!

I just finished adding photos from the last 10 days to BubbleShare and was trying to organize them by days, but I got too lazy! I did add captions to each of the pics, so you'll just have to enjoy that and skip from one to the next. Check it out here:

Viva la Revol-lu-si-on

Don't worry your little wrinkled brains - I'll tell you all about the Revolution tomorrow or the next day.

Farwell Frenchies

Yep - tis true! The Frenchies are gone! Now I'm free to have my Freedom Fries and Freedom Toast all alone, what can a lonely Am-Euro Trashian do? You know, since they've left I've noticed how alone I feel here. Sure I have a scattering of friends here and I'm a very outgoing person, but in A'dam I had a plethora to choose from; could just give a quick holler and in just a short bike ride we'd be muchin' bagels n sippin' tea on a canal.

Now, I have meet a lot of people here, but more than most hold true to the "LA Flake Stereotype:" never call or email you back. That's just like life, eh? I guess there's flakes everywhere - I met a few in my many years in A'dam.

Today I was on the crapper (a crude term I know, but offering an effective visual), feeling alone again (I guess this is one of the things in life one must do alone), in a yoga center and on the wall was the following inspirational saying from the current Dalai Lama:

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The Paradox Of Our Age

We have bigger houses but smaller families; more conveniences, but less time.

We have more degrees but less sense; more knowledge but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicines but less healthiness.

We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble in crossing the street to meet our new neighbour.

We built more computers to hold more copies than ever, but have less real communication; we have become long on quantity, but short on quality.

These are times of fast foods but slow digestion;

Tall mean but short characters; steep profits but shallow relationships.

It’s a time when there is much in the window but nothing in the room.
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As I was emptying myself I began pondering about how full my life is, especially these past 10 days - I just had two Frenchies come all the way across the ocean from Amsterdam to come see me and let me show them LA - now that's a bit more than just crossing the street.

Ryan Reynolds & Me in a student film

Wow! What a catchy title, but alas tis 2 seprate subjects: 1. Ryan Reynolds 2. Me in a student film ... let me explain ...

That morning I met Bea and Dorothee at The Los Angeles Film School lobby for my LA student film debut. Yipee!!! And what exciting character would I be portraying? An Intelectual? Euro Trash? An Evil Doer? How about all of the above - A NAZI!!! Yep, a fat one at that ... well the costume made me look fat - they didn't have a girdle that fit me! HOW RUDE!!! See for yourself:



Here's me and my commanding officer - he's actually Dutch from the east of The Netherlands and we had a great time speaking Nazi Deutsch to each other between takes:



Now I know I'm a big guy, big boned, beefy, semi-muscular, chunky, down right fat, but I didn't think I would have such a problem getting my Nazi Boots on!!! I tell you my calves are super thick!!! Just look at me stuggle to get them laced up! We tried to get the original non-lace boots, but I couldn't even get my foot (12.5"/46 EU) in let alone my "fat" calf. At least I never have to worry about being one of those gym bunnies you see at the gym that have an amazing upper body, but no calves!



And now ... All About Ryan ...