it’s been a full month that i’ve been here in los angeles on my own terms. i accomplished exactly everything i set out, save for get a job.
but not having a job hasn’t been the worst thing, because it’s allowed me to follow any and every creative lead that i’ve wanted. i’ve been working as hard as i ever have, and i’m using september to fosberry flop my way to ever-higher levels.
i like to keep tabs on all the projects, so here goes. my september projects:
feature screenplay - i have a premise and logline, and now i need to expand it to a serviceable outline.
tv spec - finished my simpsons one last month, but it could use edits. i may choose to focus on this, while expanding my outline for a community spec with help from old friends from nickelodeon.
the rule about - still practicing, lotsa lyrics and samples written over august. goal is to have some new songs by the end of this month with the end goal of an album release in december.
fantastic ballads - epic new collaboration with unfairly talented friend josh is taking up the majority of my time. i’m writing a ballad a week, he’s doing the art, and our website will explode minds. more on this next week when we officially debut.
california buoys - cover band with rob. expect cool takes on cool songs, with plenty of white boys rapping romantically.
stand up - at least weekly, if not more.
as wale says, no days off.
as donald glover says, i’m talented in another field. and another field.
and i’m not stopping.
From a shop that sells cake stands. This is getting me in the mood for pie-baking!
Thx to Megan for the picture.
Standing up at the Laugh Factory. Changed up the jokes from the last time (subbed out “notes to girl on a beach” and “poker night”) for some seedier jokes, but people may have laughed more. I ordered a microphone, so soon enough I’ll start recording my sets so I can review what went over well and what did not.
The Laugh Factory owner said “not bad”, then encouraged me to come back again in four weeks. And again after that. I have no doubt that in two months my material will be funnier, my timing will be sharper, and I’ll be more confident on stage. And I expect his review of my performance will reflect that.
Last night’s performance makes for two open mics in August.
The goal for September is at least seven.
Lezz go!
What a weekending! I volunteered at Food Rendezvous in Venice (pictured above) with some friends and a buncha French ladies and ate various hot sauces, free pizzas, ribs and spritzers. Then, today, I bought pluots and nectarines at a happened-upon Farmer’s Market, and ate Eggs Bruschetta at Lazy Daisy Cafe (two consecutive Sundays… my attempts to be a regular are succeeding!)
Also have the new Katy Perry album. And the new Wale mixtape. And I’m working on live musical performances of songs from each. You’ve been warned!
via Reddit via BoingBoing
i bike to job interviews, but don’t get them. no money spent, no money gained.
i wonder if the converse is true?
Anonymous asked: I love you! Your spirit, your enthusiasm, your courage, your wit. From whence did it come?
Thank you! I normally chalk it up to genetics and methamphetamines. Mostly genetics, though. Very little meth.
i’m not sure what i expected about a rendezvous eighteen months in the making. certainly not romance, but what?
there have been flings and things over the past years. some more sentimental, some sensible, some silly. but one lasted longer with less for little reason. certainly the slice-of-chocolate pie eyes didn’t hurt, but why the lengthy hang up?
i liked the promise. the idea of an oasis away from my life, a pocket of possibilities that included unearthly food, a modicum of serenity still in socal, and chocolate pie eyes, of course.
a deal breaker. i escaped to her, but she escaped to her friends, so i got trapped. i could make jokes about bands and movies and talk about pistachios and water drip systems, but it was all a carousel of friends, keeping me at a distance with introductions and basic conversations.
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for a comedian, this is not very funny. i leave you with this.
i’ve been hitting on pregnant girls because i know they put out.
today.
today i got a heart drawn on my face by a bikini-clad bartender at an underground art show before DJing for our group’s band before the show got broken up by police for a noise complaint in downtown los angeles.
today.
today i ate a fantastic italian sandwich called the godmother after skateboarding through the santa monica streets and before buying dozens of animal and guitar and dinosaur-shaped rubber bands to trade with my really good friends.
today.
today i met with joshua to plan the coolest collaboration of art and words that i cannot wait to share with you all.
and today i found out i won’t be moving on in the chicago month at the museum opportunity. and i thought about that for fifteen seconds before i took another sip of apricot ale and got on with my life.
simpsons spec: check.
short-form sketch: check.
sleep before 5am: pending…
