Tag: Dan

  • The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

    In her latest entry, Sara gives a tour of tacky Hollywood homes, including my favorite — the year-round David house. This house is lined in white statues of David, and for Christmas they all get tiny Santa hats. Our neighborhood is decorated with lots and lots of lights, prompting stee to buy some lights at…

  • This Flute of Mine, So Gay

    Right now somewhere in Los Angeles and New York, simultaneously, there’s a conference call to discuss whether or not our show is going to Aspen. We won’t know for a few hours. I’m trying to pretend my stomach isn’t twisting in knots. I’m working on one script while reading another, and because my brain is…

  • obligatory wedding stories (random)

    The cost of alterations (a simple hem) is almost half the cost of the dress itself. I went in a few weeks ago and put on the dress, standing in front of their large mirrors. I had put the dress on twice since I’d gotten it home over the summer. No. Wait. Three times. The…

  • sing out loud

    Overheard this weekend as I walked back to my table after finishing a heartfelt rendition of “A Natural Woman”: [scripty] Guy #1 That’s hot. Guy #2 “That’s Hot?” Guy#3 Well… [/scripty] I was talking about this with Dan last night, how I always enter the Karaoke joint thinking, “Tonight I’ll just play it cool. Sit…

  • Tea For You

    I’m jealous of all the Northern California people who could go to this High Tea. Dan and I had high tea a few months ago, and part of us will always be at Casa Del Mar, sharing a salmon finger sandwich. I’m pimping the Sugarplum Tea not just because it’s being thrown by our pretty,…

  • Big To-Do

    So the holes in my yard aren’t caused by skunks. We’ve been spraying for grubs, sprinkling hot pepper and keeping motion detector lights on, and while I haven’t seen any more skunks skulking around, the holes didn’t cease. Then last week, when I was planting some tulip bulbs in the name of M. Tiny, I…

  • Who controls the past controls the future; Who controls the present controls the past

    Today, more than ever, I miss Bill Hicks and Rage Against the Machine. Yesterday Dan and I tried to read the paper, but had already heard all of the news items on NPR and the morning news ticker, or already read about it on the Internet or heard it discussed on some talk radio show.…

  • potholes in my lawn

    We are on the porch, working, enjoying both the view and a very rare quiet moment. I’m taking a break to update you on Skunk Watch 2004. We have motion-sensor lights in front, so we left those on last night. I also sprinkled enough cayenne pepper on my front lawn to turn those grubs into…

  • ‘Til I’m Home Again and Feeling Right

    It’s a very strange sensation, walking into my mom’s new house, seeing everything I associate with home (the dog, the bookshelves, the large dining room table, Mom) in a place I’ve never seen before in my life. It’s exactly like when you dream that you’re in your house but it’s not your house but it…

  • 2.5 Mile

    In honor of opening night for 8 Mile, a little ditty about how I’ve been running my ass off around Silver Lake to look good in my groomsman dress this December. That’s right, I’m a groomsman, and I’ve been listening to Eminem on my runs to keep me motivated. He’s so angry it makes me…