Remote Control Cats

@ The Hollywood Bowl

Obstructed view is the only way to go.

The newly opened Griffith Observatory…

The sky from the Griffith Observatory at sunset…

Pluto. Representing.

… day I’ve ever known.

The sky is white and thick. I’m sitting in my living room watching the video for Billy Joel The Longest Time. It’s a bunch of grown men walking around a school in the dark, snapping their fingers non-stop. OK.

Don’t ever tell someone from Long Island that you don’t dig Billy Joel. It will not go over well.

Here’s the vid: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZuxBL6mpfCs

Hey. I’m taking a big crap. WOWWWWW.

(From Robot Chicken. Hi Royce.)

Uh! No GRUNTING.

“Man Escorted From Planet Fitness Gym For Grunting”

It’s okay for tennis players to do it at the classy ass Wimbledon. But, at Planet Fitness in Wappingers Fields, NY: NO GRUNTING OR SCREAMING. Thx, the management.

Also, no do-rags or bandanas or lunks. Look it up.

Here’s the story: http://wcbstv.com/topstories/local_story_305235233.html

I am beautifully, wonderfully in-between jobs for the next 12 days. So here are 12 goals for this god-given time of freedom, love, spending, pre-new-job-anxiety-freak-out sessions, hangovers, and catnapping.

1. Let’s get some shoes.
Note: Already started at DSW today.

2. Be able to do these poses:

3. Work on this blog.
Note: Duh.

4. Take the glitter off my eyes from Halloween.

5. Complete this list.

(Y’all say “Let’s go.”)

Here’s a photo picture of Gilbert Arenas blogging.

He taught himself to sleep on the couch every night so when the females come over they don’t get too snuggly. They can have the bed.

He also never leaves the hotel when the team travels.

Here’s the Arenas blog, creatively titled “NBA.com Blog: Gilbert Arenas.”
http://www.nba.com/blog/gilbert_arenas.html

It’s no Remote Control Cats but… waaa waaa… that’s probably a good thing.

And please read this article from November’s Esquire about the man: http://www.esquire.com/features/articles/2006/061005_mfe_November_06_Gilbert.html