Just a moment ago the thought crossed my mind... I can eat fire, and I smiled.
In my community eating fire is normal and probably the easiest thing to do or maybe it's not, maybe I just took to it, I never really gave it too much thought as I just consider it progression. True enough it is dangerous, anytime you're playing with fire it's dangerous. I can quote all sorts of reasons why it's dangerous and give you extreme examples of what happens when things go wrong but... I suppose it's that rush of adreline you get when you're bringing a flame towards your lips, the look of approval and understanding from those who do, amazement and wonder from those who don't. Self realization and/or a satisfaction of sorts.... zen.
Not quite exactly why I love it but I know that from the first moment I let the flame dance on my tounge, my lips, my skin...I was hooked.
I can eat fire.
What a amusing yet profound statement.
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Friday, December 8, 2006
Arrived at the studios at 2pm. Was a nice medium sized company, relaxed atmosphere most were pleasant but I could see that there were quite a few "geeky" types (not nerds!) with a slight power hungry feel to them. Seemed very pretentious. Such is life when you're dealing with people in the entertainment industry. I sat. I listened. I watched.
As mentioned by DM - a few folks brought their dogs to the office. A baby boxer found delight in sniffing my toes. Another dog laid his head in a doggy bed just relaxing. At first the thought was how nice to be able to bring your dog to work. Then it turned to what kind of a looser brings their dog to work? Jeez. I could understand the puppy, can't really leave those alone and even on Fridays but the other dogs all during the week? That's LA for you, people love their pets out here. Can't get enough of them. All I could think about is what if they shit on the floor.
By 2.40pm I was getting agitated. No one had let me know what was going on. Basically I was waiting around and finally told them that they were about to loose me. I had waited too long. They were worried gave me a timeline as to when the girl I was supposed to see would be ready for me. At the latest, an hour. So I left to move my car and played around on the phone with friends for a minute. Returned later just as she was finishing up a interview with a asian guy. He was nice, shorter than me, all about business (heard his conversation over the phone) but had a playful flare about him - even though he wore a suit i could see him as a frat house type with a flare for making money, very smart though didn't know what estrangement meant and asked... maybe it was small talk. Was wondering if he was someone they were interviewing for the show as well. Funny. We were complete opposites. If I were on a team with him, it would not be a very happy team. He seemed nice but no one I'd get along with. Had a slight power hungry vibe to him. By whatever means necessary.
Finally got to see her around 3.40. Found out that the room they had booked for the interview got double booked - or so was their excuse. And she was trying to get a office or a room so that we could talk. We went into some exec's room. It was one of the biggest rooms in the office. I was checking out his gear, pretty nice. Books, photos of his kids, a amp, computers, couches, etc.
I took a seat on a stool and made myself comfortable as she pointed a camera at me and asked me a great many questions. It was my life. My childhood, my parents, my relationships... what I've done and what I'm doing. my accomplishments and failures. Felt very at ease talking to her. She said I looked good on camera. Well of course I do. Said I seemed very earthy and spiritual (me? spiritual?!!!) asked me if there was any other thing else that i wanted them to know. asked if there was another me that I was hiding (la folks there's always two sides to them). I told her... what you see if what you get pretty much.
And that was that.
Not sure what the show is really about nor when they're shooting or where... there was a hint that it would be Fiji but "Ireland" told me there was a coupe yesterday so I'm thinking... probably not there...wouldn't it be nice if it were Tahiti instead? Said she'd contact me in a few weeks. It might have been a casting for Survivor.
Had a decent feeling about things. My chances and what not. I think they're just trying to cast this and they'll just go with it. Will run with it at a quick pace. A whirlwind.
Rehearsal for the New Years Eve show on Saturday then again on Monday. Vaudeville theme. Should be fun....
As mentioned by DM - a few folks brought their dogs to the office. A baby boxer found delight in sniffing my toes. Another dog laid his head in a doggy bed just relaxing. At first the thought was how nice to be able to bring your dog to work. Then it turned to what kind of a looser brings their dog to work? Jeez. I could understand the puppy, can't really leave those alone and even on Fridays but the other dogs all during the week? That's LA for you, people love their pets out here. Can't get enough of them. All I could think about is what if they shit on the floor.
By 2.40pm I was getting agitated. No one had let me know what was going on. Basically I was waiting around and finally told them that they were about to loose me. I had waited too long. They were worried gave me a timeline as to when the girl I was supposed to see would be ready for me. At the latest, an hour. So I left to move my car and played around on the phone with friends for a minute. Returned later just as she was finishing up a interview with a asian guy. He was nice, shorter than me, all about business (heard his conversation over the phone) but had a playful flare about him - even though he wore a suit i could see him as a frat house type with a flare for making money, very smart though didn't know what estrangement meant and asked... maybe it was small talk. Was wondering if he was someone they were interviewing for the show as well. Funny. We were complete opposites. If I were on a team with him, it would not be a very happy team. He seemed nice but no one I'd get along with. Had a slight power hungry vibe to him. By whatever means necessary.
Finally got to see her around 3.40. Found out that the room they had booked for the interview got double booked - or so was their excuse. And she was trying to get a office or a room so that we could talk. We went into some exec's room. It was one of the biggest rooms in the office. I was checking out his gear, pretty nice. Books, photos of his kids, a amp, computers, couches, etc.
I took a seat on a stool and made myself comfortable as she pointed a camera at me and asked me a great many questions. It was my life. My childhood, my parents, my relationships... what I've done and what I'm doing. my accomplishments and failures. Felt very at ease talking to her. She said I looked good on camera. Well of course I do. Said I seemed very earthy and spiritual (me? spiritual?!!!) asked me if there was any other thing else that i wanted them to know. asked if there was another me that I was hiding (la folks there's always two sides to them). I told her... what you see if what you get pretty much.
And that was that.
Not sure what the show is really about nor when they're shooting or where... there was a hint that it would be Fiji but "Ireland" told me there was a coupe yesterday so I'm thinking... probably not there...wouldn't it be nice if it were Tahiti instead? Said she'd contact me in a few weeks. It might have been a casting for Survivor.
Had a decent feeling about things. My chances and what not. I think they're just trying to cast this and they'll just go with it. Will run with it at a quick pace. A whirlwind.
Rehearsal for the New Years Eve show on Saturday then again on Monday. Vaudeville theme. Should be fun....
Tuesday, December 5, 2006
Dvd and I arrived in Venice, Italy with pretty much no direction as to what we were going to do or where we were going. I'd not been there for over ten years and when I was I did not make use of the water buses but this time around we strictly relied on them as the Island I chose to rent on was Lido - across from Venice. A sleepy beautiful little city away from all the hubbub of Venice where the tourist outnumber the residents.
Our hotel was on the water's edge at the end of the town. A trellis covered the walk way filled with grapes. We were planning on swiping some but they were too high at that time. Thankfully in the morning at the complimentary breakfast, they used the grapes for juice and it proved to be incredibly delicious. Loved that hotel, was more like a bed and breakfast than anything else and the front desk staff was extremely pleasant and very helpful. We defn plan on returning to that hotel when we return to Venice.
Next stop... Barcelona. We flew in on Ryan air and stayed at a hostel far away from the main strip. Nice hostel actually but just far. When the train closes at midnight it kind of puts a damper on things like... going clubbing and partying.
Dvd shopped. And later we went on a bike tour of the city. It seems to be our thing whenever we travel now. Met some great people including some cat from San Francisco. Yet another connection up there. A. He's at least 6'7" very very tall. Nice guy. We traded myspace emails so will keep up.
Got followed a bit in Barcelona by a would be purse snatcher. He followed us as we walked past him. Funny thing though. I had no cash on me. He would have gotten a bag full of tattered items - gloves, scarf, notebook... I was carrying my backpack. Secondly I'm not sure he would have gotten it off my arm. I always put my hands in my pockets when around certain elements just in case. Makes it more difficult for them to do a snatch and run. Thirdly, both Dvd was ready for him. He's unassuming but underneath his clothing is a very solid man with massive muscles.
I told Dvd I never had any problems with people in Europe except in Barcelona. One of the biggest worst crime areas/cities in Europe though the past year they've cleaned it up a lot it still has elements.
Lastly we went to Paris. Fog. Flight flew around for about an hour then into a different airport. We had to take a shuttle bus to our own airport 2.5 hours away and then another bus into the city's center. Not fun. Not bad as we got much needed rest (we had went to the bus station that takes us to the airport at 11pm and the bus didn't leave until 350am. he didn't want to pay for a taxi so we spent much of the night outside with other b/c they closed the bus station - fucking cold) but still killed some time in Paris. We only spent two days there.
Discovered a new group I now love by the name of Il Divo Italian boys. Kind of Operatic? Amazing.
On the way to the airport our tickets no longer worked so... we hopped over a turn style and ran u p to the terminal. Was thankful we didn't get caught for that one but in my whole years of travel on the metro in Europe I've never seen the guys come around and check for tickets so... oh well.
Overall it was a good trip. Dvd drove me crazy on some occasions as I'm sure I drove him crazy but you know it was good. It always is with him. Coming back into the US however has proven to be... not of the good. I'm in the same place I was before I left so I know that it's time. Simple as that. It's just time.
Our hotel was on the water's edge at the end of the town. A trellis covered the walk way filled with grapes. We were planning on swiping some but they were too high at that time. Thankfully in the morning at the complimentary breakfast, they used the grapes for juice and it proved to be incredibly delicious. Loved that hotel, was more like a bed and breakfast than anything else and the front desk staff was extremely pleasant and very helpful. We defn plan on returning to that hotel when we return to Venice.
Next stop... Barcelona. We flew in on Ryan air and stayed at a hostel far away from the main strip. Nice hostel actually but just far. When the train closes at midnight it kind of puts a damper on things like... going clubbing and partying.
Dvd shopped. And later we went on a bike tour of the city. It seems to be our thing whenever we travel now. Met some great people including some cat from San Francisco. Yet another connection up there. A. He's at least 6'7" very very tall. Nice guy. We traded myspace emails so will keep up.
Got followed a bit in Barcelona by a would be purse snatcher. He followed us as we walked past him. Funny thing though. I had no cash on me. He would have gotten a bag full of tattered items - gloves, scarf, notebook... I was carrying my backpack. Secondly I'm not sure he would have gotten it off my arm. I always put my hands in my pockets when around certain elements just in case. Makes it more difficult for them to do a snatch and run. Thirdly, both Dvd was ready for him. He's unassuming but underneath his clothing is a very solid man with massive muscles.
I told Dvd I never had any problems with people in Europe except in Barcelona. One of the biggest worst crime areas/cities in Europe though the past year they've cleaned it up a lot it still has elements.
Lastly we went to Paris. Fog. Flight flew around for about an hour then into a different airport. We had to take a shuttle bus to our own airport 2.5 hours away and then another bus into the city's center. Not fun. Not bad as we got much needed rest (we had went to the bus station that takes us to the airport at 11pm and the bus didn't leave until 350am. he didn't want to pay for a taxi so we spent much of the night outside with other b/c they closed the bus station - fucking cold) but still killed some time in Paris. We only spent two days there.
Discovered a new group I now love by the name of Il Divo Italian boys. Kind of Operatic? Amazing.
On the way to the airport our tickets no longer worked so... we hopped over a turn style and ran u p to the terminal. Was thankful we didn't get caught for that one but in my whole years of travel on the metro in Europe I've never seen the guys come around and check for tickets so... oh well.
Overall it was a good trip. Dvd drove me crazy on some occasions as I'm sure I drove him crazy but you know it was good. It always is with him. Coming back into the US however has proven to be... not of the good. I'm in the same place I was before I left so I know that it's time. Simple as that. It's just time.
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