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That's the view from the Dr.'s Office I work at in Burbank. It's actually breathtaking on a windy day when you can get all that hazy smog shit out from the mountains. Some days it's so clear it's easily mistaken for a backdrop. Today was obviously not one of those days. Oh and if you were wondering about the angle - the railing on the right is actually parallel with the building's roof on the left. This was a quick pan, that I kinda strung together. In fact, uhm - here's the pan. Heh. Ain't technology grand?
6:58 PM, Monday, March 17th, 2003:
 
I knew this would happen... I'd be so excited about getting the house that I'd write a quick note to everyone, and then not write the entry until a week later when the excitement had already passed. Oh well. I can sort've remember how excited I was...
 
Totally depressed now however. The tire-slashing bandit strikes again... and again and again. I'm sick of not writing about it anymore for fear that me writing may solicit more strikes. I'm also sick of the constant "terror" Jess and I are put through when this happens. I'm sick of not being able to take video of my new house because this person JUST may find us. I'm sick of not being able to tell people where our house is for fear that either they know who's doing it, might inadvertently talk to someone who is, or are doing it themselves. I'm sick of Jess and I barely being able to keep our fuggin' jobs because of the insane inconvenience of all the sudden having 1 car, and no time to replace tires without taking off work. I'm sick of the police telling us they can't do anything. I'm sick of somehow feeling responsible. Like had I just shook the crazy man's hand this wouldn't be happening. I'm sick of looking at everyone as a suspect. And most of all, I'm sick of counting tires. 10 now. 2 on back to back nights, and 3 in two weeks. Here it is all over again.
 
I assume the person who's doing it is reading this. And I have absolutely nothing to say to them. Zero. Not even just to avoid giving anymore satisfaction, but I truly have nothing to say. Well I can say thank you...because it was these events that made us get a house. Talk about making a positive out of a negative situation eh? I'm insanely proud of that. It's my life's goal to take bad shit - and change the perspective on it. That dude slashing our tires is actually now going to be a "good" memory to me. Because without that, we would never have a house in Los Angeles, CA. One of the best financial moves we've ever done, is directly attributed to him. I guess we can just consider all the money on tires "closing costs". LOL.
 
The one fun part in all this is scouring the city for the best deals. Found a place that's giving me $15 used tires. WOOT. I'm pretty much the tire king. I can also change a tire like a mofo. Ahh well... 57 days and counting...
 
Yeah, you heard right - it's a goddamn 60 day Escrow. There are worse things I guess (like 90 days), but it was the only thing the people wanted to change in their counter-offer. For those who are unaware, escrow is the transition period between the old tenants moving out, and us moving in. It's also when you have the home inspection and appraisal, and generally get all the paper work done. It's usually 30 days, but in this case - the woman wanted every day she could get. She doesn't want to leave, but unfortunately has to because of a divorce. Jess and I wanna bake her a cake. Heh. But that's life I guess.
 
The home inspection is this Friday at 9 AM. Totally stoked. We get to actually spend a whole 2 hours in and around the home. This may not seem like much, but when your nightly free-time ritual is driving PAST the house to ooh and ahh, this is the SHIT. I will try to take video, but again the most impressive part of the house; the neighborhood, will not be shown online because of the chicken-shit tire slasher. That so completely blows. Ahh well. Here's hoping the home inspection goes good, and is worth the $355. Good lord that's a lot. But compared to the 1/4 Million you're risking if something's wrong - it's quite small. In fact, 0.00142% to be exact. Heh that reminds me. I was telling my dad on speaker-phone that our payments with 5% down were gonna be "Thirteen-Twenty" and Kenny was in the room. He agreed that $13.20 was a pretty good deal per month for a house in LA. ;)
 
While you're smiling - get a load of this. So I'm at the dentist on Friday. Man, I can't even believe this story. It's this high-tech office with a TV and a flat screen computer screen and stuff that you can play with. Anyway - the dentist is watching the goddamn television the whole time. And it's well out of her view. Over her right shoulder. She's grabing for the remote and changing the volume while cleaning my teeth. Are you fucking kidding me? LOL. I was in such shock man. And she kept POKIN' me. Then she'd hear something about the war and mumble some distressing comment about the impending doom (chill people, it'll be over with in 6 weeks) - and then continue to do my teeth. It was the funniest thing I'd ever seen...
 
...had this been a MOVIE. I mean goddamn this was my friggin' mouth. I still can't believe it. I mean, if it were 9/11 or some shit - yeah, it makes sense to be watching the TV every minute. But come on people, we know what's gonna happen here. And besides, constantly listening to the "War Talk" (this coming from an ex-talk show host) isn't gonna do a damn thing but stress you out. Didn't we learn ANYTHING from 9/11? Life is too short. Let it be. Not to deter the anti-war protesters, but this one truly is out of your hands. If every country in the whole goddamn world can't talk Bush out of it, 40% of the population being against it ain't changing anything. It's not like he gave a shit about the percentages when he was elected. LOL. If you don't like it, don't vote for him next year. I personally ignore it all. I learned my 9/11 lesson. I have enough stresses in life - this is entirely out of my control.
 
It sure makes me want to make alternative fuels my life's work though. If there was just SOMETHING the people could do on our level to not use petroleum - we'd be in such amazing shape as a country. You take the oil companies out of the mix and the whole world is changed. They have such a stranglehold on our lives, and certainly the plotician's lives...whew. Oh well, until then - I just don't watch. It's kind of like baseball. Until there's a salary cap of some sort, or even revenue sharing for ALL markets - baseball is utterly worthless. 1/2 the teams have ZERO shot. Same with politicians. I wish they could wear ad-space on their suits like Nascars. LOL. John Kerry, brought to you by Exxon. Heh. I digress...
 
...to actually exciting news career-wise. There are now, offical shooting-dates for T2:
 
Saturday, April 26th - G
Monday, April 28th - Dewey
Wednesday, May 7th - Cameron
Sunday, May 11th - Spencer
There it is in black and white. Well, gold, green, blue and red - but you get the point. These dates don't have a whole helluva lotta wiggle room either. Because of some seminars Doc is attending May 7th- May 12th, and of course MOVING and E3 right after, those are pretty much final. So in the period of a month, I need to finalize the script - get all the costumes and prepare everything for the first shooting Saturday night, 4.26.03. Although scary, that's hella exciting. It's also uncanny how close to the dates in 2001 we are. Now normally the whole thing would be edited in a week, but again the week following is incredibly tight. I have to build a friggin' wall in our back yard, most likely create the entire Planet GameCube DVD, and oh yeah - move in. I will most likely not be able to touch the footage until June. Which would leave the first possible show Mid-June.
 
...and could that show be in Columbus? Whew... this is a tough call. There is nothing I'd like more than to premiere it in Columbus. The crowd response would be second to none. As well, shooting the DVD that night would be brilliant. I could have all the "extras" done. The whole DVD in fact could be finished, other than the actual show. All the graphics and everything. I could bring my DVD-burner and actually put the DVD together in Columbus and have it ready within days. Financially though, that's insane because I miss out on a shitload of opening night sales. I could just sell the case with the insert and deliver the discs a few days later or in the mail... most of you know me. Maybe even do 2 shows in Columbus? 1 show when I first get back, and 1 show right at the end to deliver the DVDs? (sigh). Nothing seems right. I may just have to premiere it out here, do 3-4 shows and then have the DVD completely ready for a fall show in Columbus. I dunno. I'd appreciate feedback on this from the folks in Columbus. I absolutely want you guys to see it first, but not at the expense of selling 50 DVDs. I may be loyal, but I'm not crazy. But either way - this puppy is happening, and it's really, really, funny. I cannot wait to start shooting.
 
And although I "could" promise more career stuff in the next entry, come on people - you know it's gonna be pictures from inside the house during the inspection. We're on the "service-road" of The Journey right now...roll with it, I sure as hell am.
 
Adam