Mental Gymnastics
Friday, December 16th, 2005I’ve been Blog-Slacking Off…Mainly, I haven’t had too much to say though I have had quite a bit on my mind. Mental Gymnastics perhaps? One second, I feel bulletproof and the next I realize I’m shot and bleeding. I blame this time of year…I blame myself for letting the bullshit get me down.
I’m trying to stay busy…the idea here is that if I keep the body busy, the mind doesn’t have time to think about much else. You know, like how people pass polygraph tests by sticking thumbtacks in their shoe to poke their foot just as questions are being asked. It takes your mind off the question. Well, my thumbtack has been going to the gym 3 times a week and playing as much ice hockey as I can. Is it helping me to pass the lie detector tests? I’m not sure I’m the one to be answering that question….but maybe when it’s all over I’ll, at the very least, be in better shape
And of course, this time of year brings Christmas Parties…I went to another one last night that was really nice. I’m not sure if any of you recall the party I wrote about where we almost crashed Burt Reynolds’ party across the street, but the same people were throwing it[Dana and Tim]. This time, they had moved though…so instead of the 5 or 6 million dollar home they had the party in last time, this one was only about a 10 million dollar house.
Jealous of me to want a home like that? Sure…My plan is to eventually have a house with 365 bathrooms in it so i can mark my territory …you know…start at one end of the house on January 1st and by New Years Eve the following year I’ll finally make it back to the original starting point. I don’t think it’s too much to ask.
Back to Reality for sec… The party was very nice and I met some nice people. I met a fellow that works in Reality TV shows and other sorts of TV programming…he seemed to think I’d be good for that reality sort of thing. I told him I pretty much have "Reality TV Blog" but I’m to the point now where I’d JUMP at any chance for exposure. And, as fate would have it…the guy gave me his number saying "call me and I’ll set you up with some people who might be able to help"…I programmed it into my cell phone and the FUCKING NUMBER IS NOT THERE NOW. My phone ATE IT. I handed the guy a card of mine so with any luck I made enough of an impression for him to check out my website…but who knows.
Oh, I know there were quite a few actors, TV, and film people at the party last night but I got a little laugh when pointed out that Brad Pitt and Halle Barry’s dermatologist was there…does that make it a D-list party? LOL Actually, I wouldn’t know who was who anyway…hell for all I know Brad Pitt and Ms. Barry could have been there
Well…back to sticking a thumb tack in my foot.








