Driving
in my car on Riverside Dr. when I see two teenage
girls in an SUV next to me, half-a-car length ahead.
It was the strangest thing...they were blasting music,
bopping around and playing with a digital camera.
Taking pictures, then looking at them and laughing -
but they were doing it EXACTLY the way you'd see
it in a teen movie. Like it was scripted. You think no
one ever really acts this stereotypically young, but
every move they made was as if they were playing the
part of "teenager" in a movie. Besides making me
feel incredibly old, it just struck me as insanely LA.
Then the girl in the passenger seat turned her head
towards me...Hillary Duff. Ha. I scoot up so
we're parallel and she looks at me with a "nothing
glance" (because I'm officially too old to be
attractive to 16 year old girls now) - and continues
playing with the camera and they zoom off. The girl
driving looked like she was 13, had braces and
seriously was acting like she was in a movie. Like "oh
my GOD I am so driving in LA taking pictures of
my famous friend Hil."
I was
never this happy. You know? I was always too
self aware to be carefree like that, and it was
absolutely strange to see anyone else just being
happy. Insight to my psyche? Probably. More likely a
long drawn out way to say: "I saw Hillary Duff
driving next to me today." Heh.
So
Saturday Night was the night of the big Magnolia
Apartments Christmas Show...that I wasn't going to
attend. I had been asked a myriad of times, and
I couldn't bring myself to do it. Why? I honestly
never felt comfortable doing it. Their Xmas
show is a nice family type gathering where people play
piano, or guitar - or tell jokes...jlittle Billy sings
a carol, and Adam brings out a multi-media
presentation. The last show in 2002, just didn't feel
right.
This
year however, I don't live there - and it's more
than a pain to set-up for a free show when it ain't at
your house. But on top of that, Jess wouldn't be
there, Paddy wouldn't be there, Kerry wouldn't be
there, Greg wouldn't be there - hell I couldn't invite
any industry there. It just seemed pointless. On top
of that - I need to do an hour now. Doing just
Part 2 doesn't work as well, you need to do them back
to back. Like they're gonna have 2 hours of stuff and
then me for an hour. Just not a good situation.
And if Part 1 isn't in the spirit - Part 2
certainly isn't. LOL...
...so
they asked for a DVD to show the group. ?!?!
I guess it's flattering that they want me there
that badly, but how awkward is THAT? Especially for
people new to the complex you know? I told Kerry
it was cool to let them borrow the disc, but I just
felt weird. Like - jesus if they're gonna do that, I'd
rather show it live...but - (sigh). I promise the
magnolia peeps this: If I'm not doing anything next
year, I will certainly do Part 3. It'll be much more
family friendly obviously, and you won't have to play
a friggin' DVD of it.
Anyway,
I bring this up because the party I was going to was
at Michele Greene's house. And the whole time I was
there it was in the back of my head that there were
all these people watching my show on DVD. I felt
like an arrogant asshole who couldn't be bothered to
perform for the "old friends" so they all crowded
around a little TV to see my new show. I know
that's not what happened, but it was how it felt to
me. Just a strange juxtaposition.
So
I'm the loner guy at the party as Jess had to work
late. Felt a little awkward, but it was nice to see
Michele. Guy brought out Tequila and a bit of that on
the rocks got me talkin' with people a little better.
No matter what, if you are at a gathering in LA, you
are mandated to tell "your story" at least 3 times or
you might as well move the hell back to wherever you
came from.
It
soon occured to me that everyone was gay...lol. The
only reason it had struck me as odd, was because one
time when I went to Michele's house I went
outside and the dogs didn't bark. Michele and her
construction workers started laughing and speaking in
Spanish. Apparently, the dogs don't bark at any of her
gay friends - only straight men. LOL. She was just
teasing of course, but then comes this party and
I had to smirk a bit at it. I mean, probably 10
gay guys, Michele...and me. Heh. Later some of her
band mates came with their families and whatnot - but
when I first walked in, I was waiting for
some sort of intervention. HAHAHA.
"Adam,
it's time you really thought about this. No one can do
Spencer that well..."
So
this actor guy was from Ohio - so we started talking.
Was telling him about my show and a few guys were
eavesdropping. One guy seemed really, really
interested in it. Wanted to know when it was, had to
come out. Grabs for his business card and I look
at it without reading it. Later on I take it out
and realize he's from the WIlliam Morris Agency. Vice
President.
The
FUCK?
Here's
what 4 years in LA will do to you. I thought
"wow" and proceeded to take another sip. No classic
"Adam Overanalyzation". Just a "wow" 'cause
I didn't know when I was talking to him, and
I thought - yeah, I'll certainly email him about
my next show. But the days of peeing my pants about
things like this are over. I believe we call that
callous 'round these parts. It's still great that he
seemed so genuinely interested. I'll probably set-up
another little 3rd Stage show for some industry folks
in January before I call it quits for the adult
show. We'll see.
Met
this other guy who of all things makes bamboo gates?
Company name is bamboozled. Classic. LOL. He also did
some acting in the 80's - on Falcon Crest I believe.
Imagine your normal New York Jewish Boy...now on speed
telling you 15 stories at once. Heh. And very
"Mo" as he puts it. Leave it to me to go 1100
words without giving you the slightest clue what the
title meant. Apparently being Mo is being gay? Maybe
just to this guy? Ha. He said it like 5 times before
I realized that it must be the new euphamism for
gay. Ya see, it's this type of insight you can get
nowhere else ladies and gentleman. Then again, he was
probably just tlaking too damn fast and I'm completely
wrong. But feel free to pass it along to
friends.
Didn't
stay much longer, although just watching this guy's
mannerisms could've kept me entertained for hours. I
hate to look at everything as research, but sometimes
it just happens that way. Anyway, nice guy - probably
come to the next show - and is interested and having a
website done. So that's good.
The
title however is in reference to a 1992
Broadway Musical by the same name. My
friend Jeff Duhigg always sang it when we
were doing theater together, and now that
I've found the new euphamism...ahh it's
the perfect
fit.
And Jeff if you're reading this, I
apologize for this horrendous version of
the song. It was the only one I could
find. The broadway one is much
cooler.
This
has to easily be the strangest entry I've ever
written. I love entries like this. Completely
off the beaten path. A random LA Story that could
lead somewhere, most likely won't - but is the reason
you should follow "The Journey". These are the days
that define the life moreso than the big ones. Kinda
like the "Valentine's Day Massacre" entry where
I talk about watching the guy get in a car crash
as I was buzzing about having a show that night. Just
slices of life that give you more of a "feel" for
making it in LA than any of the HUGE entries
do.
Cool.
Anyway, barring any huge developments there will
probably only be 2 more entries this year. Something
about Ron Garis' response to my topics (which
I haven't written yet as I've been working on the
T3 Script) and of course the big yearender. Complete
with the 4th edition of the "Year End Video".
Definitely some classic stuff this year.
And
honestly? It all still hasn't sunk in. Not sure if it
ever will until much, much later.
