Monthly Archives: December 2009

(My closest cousin, referred to as Dylan in upcoming stories, did a fine thing for 2010. She sold everything, quit her teaching job, and moved to Madrid. This inspiring, foxy broad is contributing her Spain). Diary Entry: Madrid taste like … Continue reading →

All black men think that I’m a dancer. They say, ‘Hey Legs, what do you do for a living?’ I say, ‘I’m an actress.’ ‘You should have been a dancer!’ But little do they know that on my rooftop after … Continue reading →

I did? We did, she did, they did. Who did? Ugh, you did. Are you pointing? Yes, there. Where? THERE There, here, the pair, beware. NO. Right there. (quiet) Oh, here. Right here. At me. (crying) yes. -BLAME

What I’ve learned about Jewish boys is that they aren’t cheap at all. They will spoil you, and spend all their money on you, and go down on you because I think they are trying to eat their way back … Continue reading →

Meet:  Princeton http://www.myspace.com/princetonmusic They are an L.A. based band with the coolest members since sliced bread: Jesse Kivel, Matt Kivel, Ben Usen, and David Kitz. We met through a dear friend Alexander Klein—who directs all of Princeton’s music videos. When … Continue reading →

(Those of you that know me,  know my muse. For those of you that don’t, meet the only woman I’ve ever been in lust with) I work with a girl named Julianne and she is much like a tower at … Continue reading →

She’s made up of yellow fur. Shit. Hair—yellow hair—not fur. This is how our relationship goes. I don’t really know what to give her. So I give her love sparingly, organic treats, expensive foods, hikes, and parks. I’ll admit. I … Continue reading →

Fitting in a bed is a tricky thing. I mean just look at Goldilocks. First, there was my mom in my bed, which worked because she was young and I, even younger, kept watch over her at night praying that … Continue reading →

Many thanks for the large amount of emails, adds, great feedback, and kind words said to me in the past two days regarding this BLOG. I’d like to wish everyone a riveting weekend filled with rambunctious behavior. I shot you … Continue reading →

Casey lives in 106. She’s the most talented actress I’ve ever met, but talent doesn’t mean anything unless you apply it. She is like a mouse. She can smell the cheese and even though she knows there is poison in … Continue reading →