I have adjusted to being back in Los Angeles quite well.
The project pitching the TCM cooking show is on its way and in the hands of the management team. I’m starting a weekly radio show Septmebr 20th on 97.5 – details will be posted; topic: Cooking with TCM. To get this far through the process required lots of learning how to propose in Hollywood, spending a fortune on print and mailing material, certifications, including the time invested explaining my vision and my goal. The initial reactions are very positive and our team spirit is buzzing. Since this year the “pitching” season for new shows is after Labor Day, because of the uncertainty over a Screen Actors strike… I have to be patient, not my virtue and trust that others share the same professional compassion – that is the hardest thing! But Bryan, my co-producer is keeping the logs in the fire! Bill my graphics designer freshly aboard this exciting team, recommended I should cook with a traditional Wok. The title of the show would be
“get out of my kitchen – I Wok alone…” brilliant, eh?
In the mean while I am cooking for a lovely family from France’s finest vineyards and enjoying somewhat of a family life. There is normality, Thank you Buddha!
The drug tested Olympic Games are shadowed by Russian aggression and a clownish American President sitting in the Beijing pressroom talking about the uselessness of American diplomacies in this situation…with his ever so annoying smirk. Hey, Mr. President, there are people being blown to bits and pieces, I don’t think this is a laughing matter, besides I am utterly disturbed that you are using the unity of games for your political messages. “Little we can do…” he said: Mmmh, maybe we should not have gotten ourselves into a 3 trillion sell out to foreign nations holding us politically hostage and rendering us quite useless in current foreign diplomatic affairs. Maybe Mrs. Rice could play some Chopin for the Georgian refugees and Mrs. Bush could visit Turkey from where to promote humanity and send a few children books abroad… You see, when I write this I am completely sober but seemingly understand why in the sixties the stoners diluted their minds to avoid the contradicting reality around us. I’m equally confused.
Okay, I’m going to annoy some of my blog-visitors even further when pondering if the Clintons could not get themselves on a voting ballot within the next few month, clearly the choices available once more are not convincingly capable of navigation the USofA through the hurdles ahead. I have more…
John Edwards… – okay, I smirked; Guessing that going to the Beverly Hills Hotel at 2AM had very little to do with “checking” if the baby looked like him… Come-on! If McCain had to reverse the endorsement of a Christian extremist for having some odd ideas about how the holocaust went down, I think Obama should reverse the endorsement of yet another non-monogamous right wing Christian politician; mmmh, guess he cant do that. How about this for ponders: Will Barbara Walters have any opinion about this fiasco or is she going to be quite about “political” affairs? If they all only could keep there uh -(whatever it is they have in there…) in their pants or at least not lie about it when they let the cat out of the bag…. Okay enough joking…
It’s all becoming utterly complex and confusing; There is no linear understanding anymore. Half truth, white lies, advancement strategies and all the finagling of simple how things are… is so common these days I am forced to watch what I am saying. But that is wrong, I should be able to make jokes and misbehave and be “normal” and certainly I give that right to others around me as well. Even a good joke from a friend could be twisted into racism, political hate or stretched beyond what it just is; a ridiculous joke; He refers to Mrs. Obama as something that sounded like Jacky O… I fell off the chair laughing. I do realize in a second that this could be construed as more than a laugh provoking play of words. That, for me makes it even more funny. We so fuel racism by grouping every idiom into the same fearful corner of tabu. But heck, a good joke has no tails other than the ones created by people with nothing better to do than stretching everything into vulgarity. Seriously, stop being so serious. Laughter is healthy. McCain’s add comparing Obama with celebrity status Paris was funny! Well placed and amusing. Paris spoofing back was brilliant, really enjoyed this episode in this ongoing over exposed battle. John screwing around with another woman is not our business and seemingly the history of US presidents looks awkwardly comical if measured by the prick’s behaviors… Gosh, nobody would believe it if G W had sex (…with a woman…)
Okay, enough.
Give me the running mates (gosh, I have to restrain from a further joke…)