Friday 11.13.09

Kim has started unpacking my stuff at the new loft and I am so thankful that she is able to help me. I am drowning at work as it is and I swear I would lose my mind if I had to deal with this move. She is having fun and is being hilarious when I try to tell her I don’t like something somewhere. I am like, “Kim, this is not your house. I am putting the end table here, not there.”

Today we shot a piece on Eddie Sanchez the MMA fighter, more on that later… It will be something similar to this video created by us for Joe Duarte. Phil, Jay and I went down to the gym where they train and got some interview footage of him and some of his workout routine. It was harder than I thought taking stills of him… I was unprepared without the right attachment for the flash so I was winging it a little with no flash. And by God, he moves pretty fucking fast!

I went home and started prepping things for the yard sale. Kim’s boyfriend Norm brought us dinner from Sushi Deli (love their online menu lol) and after we packed some stuff up and I started to settle in, I uninvited the people over that I had invited to use the hottub.  We were going to have one last hoo-rah but I came to my senses in the nick of time. I could tell already it was not going to be a simple “let’s use the hottub” and it had the potential to turn into an all nighter being that I have to be up at 5 am for this neighborhood yard sale. Oh boy, I hope the committee flyered and took out the ads that they were supposed to.

I had the movers go to the Naughty America storage unit which has been housing all kinds of furniture and whatnot for the last several months. We aren’t doing anything with it and most of it is pretty beat up at this point and has been fucked on multiple times by multiple people. I tried on a lovely wedding dress and pranked some people on Twitter

Then I did some work at a classroom desk in my living room on my laptop in front of about 8,000 glossy 8x10s of porn stars.

As Norm was walking out the door he stopped and asked why there was a hazardous waste container with a bunch of used hypodermic needles in it.  I could have had some fun, but I told the truth ….that they were from when my beloved pooch was alive I had been giving her shots of all the things in the canyon that she was allergic to. Allergens, right?

Never a dull moment at my house.