Morning page #15816: "Chuck Chuck Chuck-it"

Morning page again, back at it, trying to find a groove and start blogging on a better basis. scolded by my bestest, oldest, boldest buddy Al. "I feel i dont KNOW you anymore." LIfe is about to shift for me, again. My contract with IZZE sparkling fruit juice is coming to a close, so my daily full time duties of executing events at local grocery stores, fast food chains and corporate cafeterias will be reduced to an occasional support gig in the case of overflow or something big and special that requires my assistance. Thatr basically means that I am staying on the payroll in the off season. I just wont be working for them full time. They have already disucussed the option of returning for the next season in 2010, which is tentatively scheduled to begin in February. In the meantime I will get back to the freelance hustle that I know so well. I actually have a couple more legal industriual videos to produce, so thats good, I'm getting paid to produce. I'm cha-chinging that cheddar like charlie chaplin... yeah thats right... I said it... CHEDDAR! CHARLIE CHAPLIN CHEDDAR...Mutha F%$#@!!! And with these little producing gigs i get top spread the love around. I am able to hire people and throw them some paying work, especially the loyal and reliable friends that have donated so much of their time and energy to other projects of mine where they got nothing more than a couple granola bars and some shitty pizza (All pizza in California is shitty... sorry). So I'm happy with the fact that I can give back a little...you know... what comes around goes around... it helps me prove that I'm not totally full of shit. So producing these video projects will keep me busy, give me some street cred and put a little money in the bank... and MAYBE.... just MAYBE... I can get my acting game popppin again. I've been on a pretty significant acting hiatus since I started this IZZE job. My life has been so busy with a full time job, a few of these video projects, FOOTBALL season, YANKEE baseball... and a totally freakin awesome new girlfriend. So my acting career had to take a back seat.... but I'm makin a COMEBACK people. I feel like this year we may see the first proper PILOT season in quite a while. It seems like the past few years, each pilot season has been tainted by strikes and a piss poor economy. So MAYBE... just maybe... this year will be different.... Now I just need a new agent. GET TO IT... GET UP... GO DO IT... YEAH!! Nice slogan eh? I think it s hould go on a t-shirt. I said that to my girlfriend the other morning while trying to motivate her, and myself, to get out of bed... I accidentally rhymed... its kind of my trademark... and I thought that my newfound favorite phrase would do well on a t- shirt. I don't know why, but I want to start keeping a list of phrases that should go on t-shirts. I'm actually suggesting phrases should go on a t shirt quite often. THATS kind of my trademark. That and coming up with ridiculous names for a band... like I say something or hear some funny phrase and I say "HEY, that would be a good name for a band." Then everyone kind of shrugs and no one really says anything, maybe I get a half smile or somebody says "Yeah, thats funny...anyway..." and they continue the conversation that I interrupted with my trademark tomfoolery. My girlfriend likes my tomfoolery. She thinks I'm hilarious and makes me feel like I'm the funniest person on the planet. She is somehting else. I could listen to her laugh all day and never get sick of it. She has a trademark too. Her trademark is passing out in the car on the way home from the bar. doh, NO...he..didnt... sorry baby doll... love you. Good times with the GF. It gets better every day. I think we are going to spend New years together in New York. Then I want to take her up to Boston and we will probably zip down to DC and Fairfax, VA to see more friends, family and significant sights. I sent out an email last night to see if I could score a place to stay in Manhattan on New Years eve... long shot I know... a hotel room is not really an option becayuse they are, of course, expensive as hell on New Years eve.  So I just threw this email out there to see if I got lucky...

"My girlfriend and I will be back in New York for New Years and I'm asking around to see if anyone would be willing to sublet their place for a couple of days... like 2... 3days tops... Ideally I'm looking for a place to stay on any or all of the following dates... Wed Dec 30, Thursday Dec 31st and Friday Jan 1st... We will be out and headed up to Boston on the 2nd and bouncing around from there...totally willing to pay for the sublet... If you or someone you know is planning on being out of town that weekend and might be interested in making a little cash on a weekend sublet... please let me know.... THX!!!"

Score! I had a handful of offers from a few good friends... thank you thank you thank you... but a good buddy from college took the prize by offering his place on 76th street for free since he will be out of town... and he is just a great guy who is always makes sure you have a beer (or two) in your hand... which is great... ok sometimes thats NOT so great... but whatever.... a friend is a friend...and beer is beer... and besides... this guy  is forever grateful to me for writing a rap for him in college that he STILL uses to this day when he's in a pinch... When he is in doubt, he remembers that rhyme and breaks it out. He says he gets all kinds of street , office and dive bar cred with that line... he drops it with the doorman at the hottest club... and he is  suddenly being escorted to the VIP room... and whispers it to the host at New Yorks fanciest five star restauarant and he has the best table in the house ... When he gets pulled over at a DUI checkpoint and the officer asks him if why he is wearing a plastic batting helmet with two beers and straws attached... he never fails to get a pass... just by uttering these words...  in fact, I believe he met his past THREE girlfriends using this legendary phrase, authored by yours truly, way back in the early NINETIES....


"Can you CHUCK CHUCK CHUCK IT? Mutha Mutha F%#K IT! When I blow chunks, I blow chunks in a bucket!!"


No shit... true story.... unfortunately I think its also how he ended all three of those relationships....

LOVE YA CHUCK!!

LATER Y'ALL!!

I'll be back....