Partay!

Wakka! Wakka! Wakka!

One of my LA friends from back home (does that make sense?) invited me to her friend's birthday party! Woot! Woot! First LA party!

So, we're going to be going down to Coda. We'll see that goes. I've done some reading and it looks to be designed after New York type clubs or something... where it's cool not to have advertisements, entrance signs, and you have to take a walk down a long dark alley.

Other than that. Today, has been the same old stuff. Job hunting for the mass majority of the day, writing, reading screenwriting blogs... Oh yesterday night I watched House of 1000 Corpses and The Thing from the private collection ;)

Both very good.

Thoughts

So, these thoughts snuggle in my shadow
I try to hold them back but sometimes they like to wander
And some thoughts they seem to linger.
These ones tend to be hungrier and their strides slow and limber.

My fears inside spot and dot their hide
Shapeless forms that radiate love from their eyes
It lights their way as they crawl throughout my mind.
Gathering other thoughts that think inside

And sometimes they creep instead of crawl into crevasses so small
That you wouldn’t even know if something was there at all.
But in the darkness, they shrivel in size
They’re becoming faint memories lost in time

Those thoughts sneak and slither down
They pile into my chest and circle round
Stalking my heart that begins to pound
These thoughts their stomachs grumble loud.

Bright red and alive… the heart just lies
As those thoughts take one step at a time
Flashes of those eyes…
Deep Blues like of oceans or sky.

They begin to scream!
They scream when they feed!
Shrieking sounds are terrifyingly loud indeed

They pucker their lips and press them against
Suck in the love that’s held in my chest
They lick their lips, lap up love tastiness
The full bodied flavor of our last kiss

Then the color, it slowly drains…
As the bright red loses ground to grey
The thoughts are full and scamper away
They leave the pain of the thoughts of that day

See there’s nothing I can do when I think of those blues
Just wish that those thoughts were finally through
But they never stop these thoughts continue
Oh, there’s nothing I can do… when I see those blues.

To howl or not to howl!

It's been a pretty substantial day. I'm continuing on the almighty job search but alas no call backs. I did get a wrong number for some guy called Julio... I told him to look for his bud down at the schoolyard... but I don't think he got it.

Now, the hundred dollar question! It's getting late here... It's Wednesday. What is a jobless man to do?

Well, last week, my sister and I stumbled into a bar on the Universal CityWalk called Howl at the Moon and it was freakin' 80s night. How sweet! So, we were just chillin', listening to the house band and a few retro bands. It was the coolest thing ever to me. That solidified that I loved it out here. Not only did some old band guys from bands like White Lion, The Knack, and Gun N Roses just hang out and jam... but Mr. Belding was lurking about!

So, to go or not to go! I don't think I have anyone to go with. But I'm bored and I think if I stay in I might go crazy!

But I feel like I should focus on sending out more job apps and writing. You know the serious stuff.

Hmmm. Hmmm. Hmmm.

Well, miss you everyone from back home! Looks like I got to put on my thinking cap.

Dear Lord... my first post.

Well, I've finally done it. I've broken down... I created a blog. Many people would just be like, "About time, you decided to join the digital age"

I would like to think that some proverbial, "stranger with candy" walked up to me and tried to con me... "Hey buddy... you know you wanna try blogging. Everyone is doing it. C'mon... One post never hurt anybody."

So... here I am. First post. First blog. I guess I'll start off with a little about what this blog is and who am I.

After reading dozens of other blogs out there from aspiring screenwriters, professional screenwriters and every other person involved with the Hollywood biz, I decided to add my two cents to the situation. Hopefully, helping others see how I got to where I am now to where I hope to be. Oh, and this should keep me insane... I mean sane with somewhere to write a perspective on these and thoughts. This brings me to...

Saran wrapped for your protection!

Who I am. My name is Chris and I just moved to Los Angeles from Michigan about a week and a half ago. I'm sharing a nice apartment with my friend up in the San Fernado Valley. I think it's a good starting point. I got a six month lease so when I find a job I can move closer to that.

I'm an aspiring writer that hopes one day that he will be able to add a slash director to the title.

(Read like Strong Bad)
So, buckle down and join me on this treacherous journey as Chris battles his way into the world of Hollywood. Can he survive the fierce competition? Will he ever find a job that he loves? When will he be able to eat anything besides Romen Noodles and Spaghetti?

Stay tuned... or else something bad might happen. No I'm serious. You might miss something... Fine. Go. Ya, I don't need you. Oh really? That's interesting because that's what your girlfriend said... whatever.... Oh the rubber glue thing... cute. Go play with your fourth grade friends... Ya, well don't ever let it happen again. You know I'm sensitive. Oh it's alright.... You know how I feel. Okay... I love you... Okay Okay... I love you! Jeeze. Get outta here.