A Deep Sigh

I can breathe again. The Wizards won. They won by 36 points. But the Wizards had to fight for it. And the magic they had to do was incredible. Most of them got haircuts, some mohawks, an 80's style mohawk, and Caron Butler buzzed "tough juice" into the back of his head. Not only that. The fans were all wearing white, a white out for team unity. And Soulja Boy was there dancing in the stands every time Deshawn "Lebron is overrated" Stephenson scored. Priceless.

And as my boy Kevin Baker said, "I can promise you they're not going to get swept." The monkees off the back, they played like the Wizards.

Cry Baby

So Lebron is a phenomenal basketball player, but if he wants to pretend to be so tough, so gangsta, so invincible, he needs to stop bitching and crying to the referees. And maybe that's part of his superstar plan, to cry and cry and cry so he get's all the calls, but that's a little bitch move on his part. They may sweep us and we (the Wizards) may come off looking like fools, because we have two head cases and the Cavs seem to own us mentally, but at least! uh but you know, uh, well I don't really have a but... Seriously! though, I think he's driving to the basket taking four steps now. FOUR STEPS!!!

Saturday Night: Going With The Flow

I think one of the hardest things for me to do in life is to just go with the flow.

Now I know what some of you may be thinking, "oh this is Will, he just packed up his bags from Red Lobster in VA and moved out to California with no money, no home, and no job in sight." As much as this suggests a dude that is just like "Fuck Iiiitttttt..." I'm really not like that. In middle school, I was the friend that pushed the slogans "Just do it" and "Fuck it", but I wasn't the one that really took it and ran with it, if you know what I mean. Most of what is I do is really well thought out and if I do just go with it, it's really that I have DECIDED to just go with it. Even if I think about it for 1 second, there were a billion tiny decisions that were done in that tiny second.

This has been something I've been working on. Mostly in my head and a lot through Yoga (yes, it's another not-so-shameless plug for body stretching and rhythmic breathing, I'm sorry!). Two of my favorites facets of Yoga are: Setting Your Intentions, and learning to Going With The Flow. These are two things that I feel that I don't do enough in general. And while I may get to discussing Setting Your Intentions another time, today I'm focusing on Going With The Flow.

So last Saturday. Good friend Michelle was in town for a conference and we had all decided to go out Saturday night, but nobody knew what they wanted to do. You know I could've gone home to sleep, Michelle wanted to get cocktails and chill, and I don't know what Corey wanted to do, but he was the one that brought up crashing the PROM PARTY (a gathering of people well past Prom going age, dressing up, limosines, dancing, and legal drinking!). So in the middle of seeing a movie, "Forgetting Sarah Marshall" (which made me kind of forget the television characters they play) I decided to just say fuck it and go with the flow, whatever happened tonight was going to happen.

We dressed up (or what I call, putting on clothes that actually fit me and don't make me look like I'm wearing a bed shirt, and yes I tried to put on the shirt that I wore in Vegas, which I had not cleaned, but was going to iron and febreze, but then saw that it had lipstick on it (how did that happen again?)) Corey drove us down to Busby's down on Wilshire and into the fray we went.

So what does just going with the flow mean when you go hit the town: it means that just receiving drinks that may have belonged to someone else first and finish it, it means leaning backwards with a vodka bottle filling your moth, it means dancing with whoever or in between whoever, or telling everyone that looks hot that they look hot without actually wanting anything, it means walking through private doors until you end up in a different bar that has an available bathroom without a line, it means telling a girl that might want to dance that she dances really funny and it makes me laugh and no I'm not going to dance with her, it means bouncing around in a group like a pinball in a machine of people who are about to fall over because they are so drunk, and maybe it means getting your freak on without whoever and not worrying about the next day or making it awkward (which I think George Clinton would really be proud of), but most importantly it means most surreally ending the night at the N'synch dude, Lance Bass's house and drinking caffeine infused vodka and getting home past four a.m..

So while many of you may have thought I was intoxicated last Saturday from alcohol, I was really just intoxicated by the flow. And today, on Monday when I don't really have any paid work to do, because I'm not getting any phone calls, I'm just going to keep doing my thing without thinking about stuff that isn't in front of me, isn't tangible to my life as it is right now, because I'm really working on just going with the flow.

You Will Witness

Dear Friends,

This evening I was sitting in class. Yes, I go to a class if you missed that. Er... if I wrote about it. I may have mentioned it (class is good by the way, thanks for asking.) So there I was sitting in class, doing some workshopping, talking about show ideas for "Everybody Loves Raymond" and I get a text message. Now, I'm pretty sure it's going to be from Hutson, so he can tell me how awesome "Forgetting Sarah Marshall" is, which for me will probably be "Forgetting that the stars in this are stars in 2 of my favorite shows, one not named Sarah, but Veronica and the other named Marshall." Anyway, so I go to my phone and I see a new text message, but it's not from Hutson, no it reads: YOU WILL WITNESS.

And then I blurt out "SON OF A BITCH!" and I realize the text message is from Shannon Blanks and this is in reference to the Washington Wizards playing the Cleveland Cavaliers again for the third year in a row, and, AND the NIKE Lebron James "Witness" marketing campaign, which by the way is kind of fucked up now, more fucked up really, now that I think about it, because his nickname is "King James", which he grossly calls himself the King in third person, anyway, but so the NIKE campaign had "KING JAMES" like the Bible being WITNESSED, just like all the Christians are witnesses to Jesus, and in one of the ads had Lebron James run down the court and then turn into a LION, which if ya'll are familiar with some Christian texts and the Chronicles of Narnia, is the animal representation of GOD.

Anyway, backing up from my tangent, I hate the Cleveland Cavaliers, and Shannon hasn't contacted me in many many many moons, fortnights, etc al. And he texts YOU WILL WITNESS. Great reintroduction. Well, we'll see how this turns out, but fuck it, bring on the Cavaliers, I hope they prove all the Witnesses wrong, and Charles Barkley wrong and go out and kick the Cavaliers asses.

And some of you accused me of being dramatic.

the long weekend

Oh how long does it take to recover from a trip to Las Vegas?

I really don't know. But I do know what happened. In order.

Saturday. Woke up at 6:00 am. Got out of bed a 6:50 am. Got a bad cappuccino. Drove to Las Vegas. Arrived around 12:30. Walked a lot. Saw fake many fake Elvis's. Ate Expensive Hamburger from female body builder, with fruity drink. Decided never to drink fruity drinks again. Walked more. Hung out at pool. Realized Tropicana Pool is not as good as Hard Rock Pool, always wondered where "these People" went when they came to Vegas. Had a mango margarita. Realized Mango and Margarita should not go together for me anymore. Took a 1 minute nap. Suited up. Hutson looked a mafioso bouncer. Bad Ass! Not sure what I looked like. My pinky toe hurt. We went to Mamma Mia! Hey! It was like being a girls slumber party with really good singers. Realized I wanted to teach High School Drama. And No! not for those reasons. Had expresso shots. Went to Rum Jungle in Mandalay Bay. Started drinking Hennessy. Yummy aftertaste. Who knew. Saw some guys from work, or at least they work with work. They were drunk, but happy. Got seated a half hour after reservation time. Waiter was on crack. Like an animated Simpson's character or maybe the devil. Racked up huge bill. Did I say huge bill. I meant huge bill. Ate lots of good brazillian steak and all kinds of other good stuff. Drank more Hennessy. Kevin and Sarah, Hutson's friends showed up. Good times. Lights came down. Music went up. Girls went up into cages. They danced. It was hot. Then we danced. Good to see friends dance. Dancing is hot. Lots of hot freaky girls dancing with themselves in mirrors. Not my scene, but I thought about it. Could not force self to ask girls to dance. Drank Wild Turkey shots. Good times. Asked a girl to dance. She wasn't in to it. But I felt triumphant. First time I've ever done that. For real. Taxied back to the Tropicana. Decided to go to the after hours club, if you want to know the name ask. It was like all crazy, Sodom & Gamo... (EDITED OUT). I was back in the Taxi. Driver, eastern european, kind of like Spider-Man's landlord, asked me if I wanted to go to the Massage Parlor. Massage Parlor? Good times with the happy ending? I said no. I already had good times. Pocket book empty. Gotta buy my mom new teeth. Driver was sad. No extra tip for him. We got hit from behind. Driver got out. Cursed in foreign language. Bad man driver took off. Left us in the middle of the road. I filled out a form. Fell asleep. 45 minutes later. Another taxi took me home. Stumbled into Hotel. How are they still gambling? Don't they sleep. Went to sleep at 5:45. Woke up at 8:50 AM. Drove home. Ate McDonalds. Had coffee. Sang smaltzy love songs. Got to Hutson and Tracy's place around 2 PM. Fell asleep. End trip. End life. 2 days later still tired, but I had to get this down. Vegas = Great times - Lots of money, but always worth it.

And yes. I did not gamble. I like to get something out of what I spend.

The Vegas Trip Begins

Hello friends,

It is oh 7:55 in the morning and we're all gassed up and I'm all caffeinated up and we're about to leave for Las Vegas. We're all keeping our minds open, possibilities may abound, and yeah... I got to eat some oatmeal now. Oatmeal straight up. No sugar.

A Fine Art Lost

Like for real. How hard is it to make a cappuccino? It's half milk and half foam. If I wanted a latte, I would order one. I don't know about ya'll but when I go to Starbucks, which has the best expresso, and I order a cappuccino, I'm constantly in fear of the hand off, that moment when they are finished making the drink and they put it on the bar or in my hand. My eyes grow large, or as large as they can grow, and I reach out and ughhh.... it's too heavy. They made me a fucking latte and they're telling me it's a cappuccino.

I remember when I was  a barista at Starbucks and had to make expresso drinks. I used to pack the expresso into the machine and pray that when I put the milk in it would be right, maybe it's because I'm a perfectionist, I don't know. But what I really think happened is that ever since the introduction of the expresso machine, that allows Baristas to just hit a button to make the expresso, way back in 2001, a fine art was lost, and all the baristas of the Starbucks world, they have it easy now, they're more automaton then artist (ones programmed to make bad cappuccinos), and honestly I don't think we're ever going to see that come back.

So in other words, arg...

Music: Old Friends

You ever have your computer crash? And you lose all of your music... 

Well, as many of you know, my computer crashed and I didn't have a back up. I did go ahead and buy a time capsule (APPLE automated backing up system, is very buggy). Anyway. I'm still using my many sources to recover the music. APPLE, god bless them, gave me almost all the music I'd bought back. And TRACY gave me back a bunch of music and I'm sitting here listening and it's fantastic. I'm so happy.

What is great about getting your music back , is that this feeling almost makes losing it worth while. it's like your old friends disappeared for a while, and now they're back and you realize how much you loved them. Or like, if you break up with your girlfriend for a stupid reason and then are like "Oh My God! What have I done? I'm a moron" and you try to get them back. Unlike that situation, the music doesn't still resent you and hate you inside and really sow the seeds to your final demise. Thank God.

A Question...

Until I can find the time to write up a little more... I will leave you with this.

Why are you not watching "How I Met Your Mother"???

My Possible Fave 10

Well so far this year I really don' t think that the movies have been all that good. In fact, I'm not sure if I've gone to see anything this year, oh wait, "Cloverfield" was one... So other than that, or something I've forgotten, there hasn't been a whole lot I really want to see. So with that in mind, I have decided put together a list of films this year that I am really jazzed to see this year, not including surprises and the films that do not have release dates yet.

All of these films could stink, and you know, after the fiasco of "Spider-man 3", I really mean that now, but I hope not.

in no order

IRON MAN

Did I ever really think, "wow I really want to see an Iron Man movie." No. Never even thought about it. But then I heard about Jon Favreau directing it and was ok. And then I heard that Zoic, the people who did visual effects for "Firefly" and "Battlestar" were working on it, and I was starting to get excited. AND THEN! AND THEN! they cast ROBERT DOWNEY JR. Robert Downey Jr. Are you kidding me! How perfect is that! And then I watched the trailer... and it looks like it could be as good as good can be. I've got no real reservations.

SPEED RACER

Wow.. the Wachowski Siblings are back. They're doing Speed Racer and it's got matthew fox in it! Ok. That's not that exciting, but its the Wachowksi siblings and it looks like a "Cars"/Star Wars: Phantom Menace Pod Race - with Real People in it. This movie could suck, but it's from the "Matrix" guys...er people and I'm gonna go see it and it looks pretty cool.

INDIANA JONES AND THE KINGDOM OF THE CRYSTAL SKULL

Indy good. Is Shia good? Hmm... I do know Spielberg is kinda good. And those other Indiana Jones films were all right... Ok, really, this film scares the shit out of me. ("Spider-man 3" phobia). I mean raise your hand if you don't like Indiana Jones. And personally, I'm not sure if they really need to do another one. I feel like they could have just put out the old films again and i would have been happy. So i'm not going to watch the trailer and I'm done reading about and i won't read reviews of the movie and other stuff... I'm just crossing my fingers.

WANTED

In the world of wanted, some people have the power to bend bullets with their mind. With their mind! This could be the most awesome movie of the year.

HANCOCK

Will Smith is back! And he's not alone, Jason Bateman's got his back (you know, that guy from "Teen Wolf 2"). The movie is about a down and out Superhero. It's directed by Peter Berg (and if it's like "The Rundown") it could be fantastic. And seeing Will Smith throw a whale is pretty funny.

HELLBOY II: THE GOLDEN ARMY

Guillermo Del Toro. We have the same first name. We Williams have to stick together. And the last sequel he made... "Blade 2" was great frightening fun.

THE DARK KNIGHT

Batman & the Joker. Sad backstory, People magazine editors should be taken out back and beaten (check out your newsstands). Superhero sequels have the power to be the greatest in their series and it looks like this one will be better than the first. (not that the first one was bad) Heath Ledger was an inspired choice and he looks absolutely frightening in the trailer. Batman!

UNTITLED X-FILES SEQUEL

Kept hearing and hearing and hearing about this movie getting made, and now they made it! As posted earlier I watched a crappy version of the trailer and when Mulder says "Scully, I need you on this one," I got goosebumps. Mulder & Scully.  Luckily, I don't have the taint of the last 3 seasons, but I still think I'd be excited for this movie. I mean, it has to be allright, if Fox made it and the cast came back.

QUANTUM OF SOLACE: THE NEXT JAMES BOND MOVIE WITH THE WORST TITLE EVER!

Dear Sony,

Please change the name of this movie. "Casino Royale" was sooo good. I've been watching Bond films the way that Josh watched Star Trek films. After a while, I was like, there's no way they will ever make a great Bond film in my life ("Goldeneye" was really good, not great.) So here's to the next Bond movie, may it be as good as "Royale" and may the worst thing about it be the title.

HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE

If it's not good it doesn't matter. I will be here at Midnight when the movie premieres. Hopefully it will be at the Sherman Oaks Arclight Cinemas so that I don't have to wait 3 hours early, but if I have to wait 3 hours I will, and I will leave quite content.

HONORABLE MENTION

MAMMA MIA!

Have you seen the trailer? A Great trailer! It looks awesome, so much fun.

TROPIC THUNDER

Perfect casting. Absolutely ridiculous story. Downey Jr. as a Celebrity Actor who gets a paint job to look like a black man. Whoa... Watch the trailer. It works.

WALL-E

Pixar.

GET SMART

In the tradition of the good "Rush Hour 1&2"  moments, It's  "Get Smart" with Steve Carrell and Anne Hathaway and THE ROCK.  This looks like it could be a lot of fun, and you know sometimes that's all you want. This almost gets on the list, just because "The Love Guru" looks so bad.

So that's it. If you know of some movies that you are excited about, hit up the comment's section.

Peace!