I should update more.
Or, I could just put it off ‘til New Year’s and make it a resolution.
That sounds better.
Just watched Gus Van Sant’s Paranoid Park. It was basically the equivalent of the film I would make if I poorly tried to emulate Tarantino’s sequencing, asked one of my sixteen-year-old brother’s friends to be in a movie, and compensated for the lack of story and development with lengthy shots of the main character walking and YouTube skate videos.
Thank goodness bands are not our norm guests. These guys are asshats. Sorry that someone on your end fucked up your reservations. That is not my fault. If I have six rooms held under a single name, I don't just magically know which person has which room.
You know how they have that "Shit My Dad Says" Twitter? I feel like I should start one called "Shit My Coked Up Fake Manager Rants About."
Does being on one episode of Made make you an MTV personality?
Yeah, I didn't think so.