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AUGUST 28, 2000: SURE, WHY NOT.
Thanks for stopping by, my
fellow fools. Not a whole hell of a lot to report, here really.
Last weekend consisted of the usual brainstem numbing excesses
characteristic of those in my set. We were graced by the unmovable
presence of "the Wall" who just so happened to be in
town for some sort of conference. He put in a respectable showing
at "Tony's" in O.B. (that's the concisely descriptive
name of the lazy little beach hamlet known as Ocean Beach).
Also in full effect, throughout the weekend,
were The Dubs (playing the part of Wife and Saviour of all furry
creatures big and small), Rosemary (as pleasantly inebriated
Brooklyn translant), Reed Smith (as sidelined basketball jock
with knee injury), Jason Glenn (as the mysterious stranger from
out of town) and a whole host of other like-minded simpletons.
FOOLISH RETURNS
Mysterious voicemails were left for me all weekend at my various
phone numbers containing nothing but the lilting lyrics of Johnny
G. playing some of his old favorites. Apparently, J-G is back
from exile in Switzerland where, among other things, he suffered
through a mid-summer snowstorm, climbed a mountain and fell into
a 200 foot crevasse (pronounced KREV-OSS not KREV-ASS). He informed
me that he has been living a "Talented Mr. Ripley"-like
existence sans the sailboat, the fast cars, the jazz clubs and
the homosexual tension (not that there's anything wrong with
that).
MINOR UPDATES
To tie us over until my writers get their collective heads out
of their crevasses, we have some minor updates which range from
mildly amusing to somewhat stimulating.
Check out LA
STORIES for Chucho's latest celebrity sightings of Mini-me
and Tiffani Thiessen. Also witness a guest appearance of yours
truly with my very own sighting of someone I have great respect
for.
THE 1 CARD
Our talented contributor failed
to find any controversy worthy of his embellishment at the pre-teen
music extravaganza he attended while in LA on official business.
He did manage, however, to throw together some mental mastication,
some scattered cerebral sentiments or, as he so deftly puts it,
brain farts. Go to THE
ONE CARD.
LEYDEN'S LOG
Tom has recently landed an
important and stimulating job as sports news dude for a major
television station in Pennsylvania. He will no longer be regularly
contributing to CasaJP, as his schedule will probably not permit
it. He may, on occasion, throw us an occasional bone (I hope)
which I will dutifully post on LEYDEN'S
LOG.
THE NEXT ISSUE:
We are currently in negotiations
with a soon-to-be-disclosed content provider on a brand new series
highlighting places and things to do in the outer boroughs of
NYC. Apparently, there is quite a bit. Who knew? It promises
to be not only funny and entertaining, but also informative,
which will be a CasaJP first (on all counts). I will post an
official Press Release closer to the launch date (mid September).
Keep your eyes peeled, kids.
The Smooth Move trailer is currently in
rough cut stage and (I quote) "is being messengered to your
office as we speak" according to my Hollywood affiliate.
While I have been fed this load of shit for the last month or
so, my affiliate assures me that it will be ready for CasaJP's
Back to School Episode. Look for it in September.
That's pretty much it, for now.
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