Ok so this is something I've never seen before. I'm in this coffee shop near Ivar and Cahuenga (I'm starting to sound like a local right??) and I see this dude with a black cross on his forehead. Were he the only one I'd seen with this adornment that day, I'd have thought nothing of it but my mind immediately swung back to the south east Asian girl I'd seen in the lift earlier.
The twilight zone music started playing in my head. What the hell was this? I nudged my buddy for the day, Will. 'Nonchalant, nonchalant' I hissed (before I remembered he'd probably never seen a single episode of Only Fools and Horses let along that specific one). 'What's with the black crosses, dude?' I was now behaving like we were the last sane humans in an insane, post-apocalyptic world.
He screwed up his face and looked at like I'd just beamed down from planet Dufus. 'It's Ash Wednesday'.
He started talking to himself about how he was going to give up red meat... Or something but I didn't really catch what he was saying because I was lost in my own thoughts. Really? People feels the need to mark themselves because they had a pancake yesterday? I started to think about the things that I could give up for Lent. I don't eat a lot of meat, I don't drink coffee, I'm definitely not giving up booze, I don't smoke and you have to be having sex to give it up. Lord knows I'd love to be in a position to be declining it. Then it struck me. I'm going to give up worrying. I'm one of life's eternal worriers. I'm gonna try it. Just for 40 days and see what happens. Worrying is a bullshit emotion anyway. It's just unexpressed concern for something that hasn't even happened and probably won't. Yeah, I can give that up for five weeks.
I've just spent an eternity fiddling with passwords just to be able to post here - I hope you are happy, lady!
ReplyDeleteAnyways, now I'm here I might as well ramble - I've spent the rest of the morning doing stuff for other people/family, so this is my guilty pleasure. Hang on while I get a cup of tea...
Slurrrp....
OK, so first of all you really must keep on with this blog (and The Other One, which is also v.interesting). It is so fascinating to follow a person as they explore somewhere like LA, especially since I've been there myself a few times.
(at the risk of sounding like a tedious self-promoter, have you thought about mass mailing your links to e.g. a few mags, drama schools/departments etc.?? I would imagine thre are lots of people thinking about going to LA to work/act/comede and your stuff could be really useful. Also, your blog (cough - so far) seems to hit the right note in that the posts are a digestible size, quite tightly written, funny but not trying-hard-to-be-funny... and don't involve a single woman living with a cat....)
Frankly I had not heard of you before (not into TV v.much) but whilst slackering at work yesterday I googled Female Comedians, and there you were in a YouTube of 'Best 10'.
Liked that you had a relaxed delivery and actually thought straight away that you might be able to make it in the US (because the camera seemed to like you in a 'US' kind of way).
Then read that you won a Best X of 2007 thing, which wss no doubt the Kiss of Death. Oh, also saw an Ediburgh vid where you were a bit potty-mouth (if the line isn't funny without the F or S word, it won't be eny funnier with it - slapped wrists)
In case you think I am some kind of prude, I don't mind sex, violence and obscenity - it's gratuitous sex, violence and obscenity that bores the f*cking t*ts off me...)
So, now you are in LA - hey, what an adventure. And, yes, you deserved to go Business Class by the sound of it.
I'll definitely follow your blog, because it could be like having a few quid on the Grand National - will she make that hurdle? whoa, she's fallen... no, wait ... she's getting up again.
How do you spell 'vicarious' again...?
Paul
I'd prefer to visit the dentist than have to go through the ordeal of getting a good enough 'ID' to post to a Blog... but since I am now OVER that ordeal, and apparently am blessed enoough to post... here's a specific LA oriented one.
ReplyDeleteSo, have you been on a studio tour yet? Does depend on the guide, but I went on the Paramount and Warner Bros ones (small and perfectly formed, rather than big'n'brash Universal) and they were really inspiring. More about showing you the humanity behind the business than the glitz and glamour.
Have you grabbed a bus and gone to Santa Monica? (weather permitting). In one respect it is so 'neat and tidy' that you want to slap it, but on the other hand it is so fantastic to grab a McBreakfast and sit there watching the ocean do its thing.
Have you been on a Celeb Houses and Downtown LA tour yet? Next to the Hostel in SM there is a tourist place (owned by them) and they book them for you - there is a great guy called Pappy who used to work in the studios who does them, but I think the guides don't know which tour they are doing until the same morning.
LA actually seems more 'down to earth' to me than San Fran - maybe because all the LA'ers know what they want (to make it in the biz) and are working to that end, unlike the SF'ers who seem to think that just 'being' in SF is 'cool' and enough on its own).
The metro underground is new, and pretty good. The buses are fun, but take ages.
Everyone in shops seems really nice, even in Beverley Hills, though if you are missing a bit of the London rudeness, try shopping in Barneys where ignoring (non-celeb) customers appears to be an ancient art form.
Well, random thoughts on LA. I'll post more as and when I think of them... and between then and now you can relax over a glass of wine wondering to yourself if you've inadvertantly landed yourself with your first stalker.
;o)
thanks for the comments. It's always good to have other ideas about what to do here! A
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