Western set, circa the early 1800s, filmed on a ranch in 99 degree weather: I'm garbed in layers of skirts and blouses, saddled with boots, basket, and hat. To my rescue: the set medic. His equipment: a latex glove filled with ice. Take my hand...
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
For the Foreground
Just think how lovely it will be when I spend more time working as a principal actor than my side hustle in the background. As in this episode of "Friends With Benefits," rather than being an ogling bystander ("Stop laughing at me," Ryan Hansen pleaded with me), I too could be a naked man hailing a taxi.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Happy Anniversary, Los Angeles!
Friday, August 12, 2011
Wheat Do You Want From Me?
Through all portals of the internet, I am being stalked by a Spanish-speaking piece of frosted wheat. He enjoys doing a balancing act with a pencil and furrowing his brows for emphasis. Not merely a static picture, he moves through his frame, enticing me with his breakfast concept...himself. I close the browser and sneak off to have a banana, which has neither face nor foreign tongue, proposition, or circus act.
Monday, August 08, 2011
Fuzzy Face
Thursday, August 04, 2011
Found My Wolf
Wednesday, August 03, 2011
Chipmunk Watching
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