Wow, I sure am overdue for some fantastic writing! So, here you go.
Let's see...hmm...working a lot...yeah!...met Eddie Murphy (well, by met I mean stood near) and also worked with America Farera (and by worked with, I mean stood next to in a scene...but she did speak to me in the scene...that's pretty big I guess...oh, and she's really cool). So, when Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2 comes out, I will be in it for a moment (assuming they don't cut me out). Also, Enchanted is coming to theatres, and I worked on that a while back. There's a chance you could see me in the ballroom, but I'll probably have to see it first myself to see if you can see me at all. What a fantastical life as a celebrity I lead.
Speaking of celebrities...I had a moment in the dinner line on the Sisterhood set with the oh so hot Blake Lively. And I'm not making shit up just to impress everyone (well, I am trying to impress, but not making it up). It was an acutal moment. Speaking was involved. Oh, and it can be varified by some of my friends on set...so there. Okay...this is how it went down, if you will.
After the cast and crew went through the dinner line, it was background's turn. As I put some salad and what not on, passed on something I wasn't quite sure what it was, I arrive at the chicken. That is when Blake politely asks if she could squeeze in. Who was I to deny her (and her little doggy which looked like a small stuffed animal, but was very cute)?! So I said, "of course." THEN...she proceeded to ask if I could see any breasts. I held back all of my natural instincts to comment, and simply tried to help her find one. She succeeded in finding what she was looking for, we spoke a few more phrases, and the went back to her trailer...okay, so she left for the cool table with the cast, and that was it. I'm pretty sure she looked deep into my eyes and simply couldn't handle it. It happens, what can I say.
Update on the couch...it rocks very much. I'm living large here...so to speak. Oh, and I realized I didn't mention this so many people. I am truly technologically phoned in. Oh yes people...I have a razor. Verizon ponied up and gave me one when my other phone died for the second time and they didn't have the model in the store or wharehouse and were forced to give me a razor. Suck that Verizon! Suck on that everyone else! I am moving up on the scale of technology. I mean...it's not iPhone or anything...but that's just how I'm rolling!
Okay, enough mindless banter. Peace to all!
