Tuesday, January 29, 2008

LA - Still Loving It
Four weeks and one day into the new year and things seem to be ok. I have been working for the last three weeks for a life coach/media consultant/motivational speaker/guru. SK is a charismatic and dynamic man (and if you check out the website, you will notice that he has very animated arms. I spend most of my days making "soft sales" calls. I hate it. The only person that has permission to call me on the phone and ask me to buy anything is my drug dealer. And even he wouldn't dare. BTW, I haven't called him in weeks and wonder if he is worried about me. So, it is difficult for me to call people, even though that are already interested and try to see if I can schedule an appointment for SK and his coaching team's service. I am, however, a professional and I do it. I call. I smile. I work. I collect my pay. I'm still holding out for an admin job in the entertainment industry. Yes, I want to be a writer still but I need to pay my bills.

My roommate threw a DVD movie party this past Saturday. He invited over forty people to our small place and about thirty RSVP'd that they would come. I had already seen the flicks he was showing plus I get a little claustrophobic so I phoned my friend Muffy to see what she was up to that night. She invited me to an art opening in Burbank. We braved the rain (which I thought would never end) and made our way to this beautiful gallery.

The artist, a well trained painter, is probably best known for roles in two of my favorite 80's comedies, I'm Gonna Get You Sucka (as John Slade) and Revenge of the Nerds (as the great UN Jefferson).

The art was well done and I liked a few pieces but didn't have the $7000 to buy a piece. Still, I enjoyed the experience and the great jazz guitarist that played the event. I spent a great deal of time listening to the guitarist as he played a Brazilian piece that I am very fond of hearing. I wasn't attracted to the guitarist but his music was mesmerizing. I was entranced as I watched his fingers strum and caress the neck of the guitar like...OMG, I'm getting hot remembering. I met a fellow music lover, currently the tour manager for the Universoul Circus, and we discussed the mastery of the guitarist. When the tour manager, who talked while food dropped from his mouth, left the area I decided to find Muffy. As I made my way towards the front of the gallery, a stunning blond woman brushed me and said excuse me. How surprised was I to find that this woman was none other than Sharon Stone.

While the musician played I had blocked out the rest of party. Many people had arrived while I was lost in the rhythm. People that included Angela Bassett, Courtney B. Vance, Tavis Smiley, Blair Underwood, Vanessa Bell Calloway, and many more. It was like some strange dream. This was the party that I thought everyone in LA went to all the time, no paparazzi, no red carpet, just red wine and A-listers.

I pulled myself from my bubble and begin circulating the room. I wasn't star-fucking or gazing. I was genuinely intrigued by this strange fishbowl I found myself circling. Every now and then, a random celebrity would stop me and comment on my hilarious T-shirt (a brown cotton tee with a watermelon wedge and the words "White People Love It).

When the festivities ended, Muffy, her posse, and myself headed to a friends house where we continued drinking wine and dancing until 3 am. Well, they partied on and I left at 3 am. It was a good night. A Hollywood kind of night.

Saturday, January 05, 2008

2008:So Far So Good
I haven't blogged this year (until now) but I have been working a mile a minute on my screenplay. Some cosmic shift has made me super productive and creative these days. I am not complaining. I'm just going to ride it out. New Year's Eve came and went. I had a good one. I didn't get drunk. I danced most of the night. I loved it. I danced with two young girls that were at the party. Children make the best dance partners. They just know how to be free. They don't care about looking good. They just want to move. I love that because I feel the same way when I am dancing. I went through a funk near the end of October culminating in a full blown breakdown early November just before my birthday. I am so grateful to be entering 2008 dancing.

I didn't make any resolutions. I never do. I do have some goals for this year. I want to be a better at managing my life. I want to make time for work, friends, self-edification, and love. I want to dance and sing more but this time for myself and not for my supper. I want to finish my screenplay so that when the strike is over, I can join the ranks of my other brothers and sisters in the WGA. I want to be a better friend, brother, roommate, son, etc. Basically, I want my relationship skills to grow in the new year. Did I mention dancing? Of course I did.

This playlist, inspired by my friend Paul in Chicago, was created in 2007 but it still makes me smile in 2008. Paul's birthday is October 11 (National Coming Out Day). In his honor I created the following playlist that I call Defying Faggotry. The version below is the Gold version which was partially inspired by my good Brooklyn friend Patchy.