Damn.[!] Did you have to say it like that?

So, I get this email from Actors Access [Titled: Projects match your profile...] and one of the roles that was listed cracked me up...but, at the same time made me think, "Damn.[!] Did you have to say it like that?" at the same time.

Peep game....



...Caucasian or any ethnicity other than African American.

Two things...

1st...Dear Actors Access...if my profile states that I am African American...WHY would you send me this role?

2nd...Dear Casting Agent...Damn.[!] Did you have to say it like that?
[yes, yes, I know you did...cuz that's what you're looking for. I get it, you need to be specific.]


Ok, KIA, so you're not looking for any blacks...that's cool.

But, shit...you're audition posting made me feel a lil' pinch in my side.

Ouch.[!]

Today's Thought...

Fat people shouldn't wear cropped jean jackets.

[...or any cropped jacket for that matter.]


If you are fat, and wear cropped jackets...stop. It just makes you look fatter.


the end.

Can You Do Me A Favor, Sweetie...?

[when asked: "how good are you at sweet-talking"]

well....I depends on if I've get my red lips on....Ruby Woo makes sweet-talking obsolete. A pillowy pucker and a sly grin is all you need...[!]

A dope Haiku about a great movie...Vicky Christina Barcelona...

this is the sh*t...!

Vicky is uptight

Three artists become lovers

They go separate ways

Escape Into the Ordinary...[?!]

I'm sad to report that a friend of mine has decided to return to the matrix...

He chose the blue pill.

booooooo.[!!!]

*sigh*
(I sooo thought you would be the red pill type. Mr. Experience, Mr. Adventure, Mr. Be Free, Be Yourself, Be Authentic, Be Original. ...egad!)

...I hope Morpheus was referring to only the red pill when he said "there's no going back"...I would appreciate the company (...and the humor!) down the rabbit hole. Wonderland is fuckin' FANTASTIC!! ...and quite hilarious! [which I KNOW you already know. *wink*]

Well, whenever you decide to return, I'll still be around. We go waaaay back...many lifetimes. I remember you...

So, friend...enjoy "the ordinary"...the "less dramatic" comfort of The Illusion.

Remember...this is The Truman Show, baby.

Love you tons!! :o)

me.

P.S. What are you so afraid of? Especially once you break the fear barrier[!]
Put on the damn suit, Hancock! It's not that bad...really. It's not.

Random Thoughts About Things...

Well alright!

Ok, here's what's funny....at least to me....I go around all day thinking about what I want to say on my blogs. Ideas flow freely, thoughts evolve into even greater thoughts, the right words come to mind.....then.....I finally get in front of the computer and.....

*blank* [!]

....WTF???

This is why I need a little tape recorder on me at all times.
(tape recorder! LOL ...I feel like I just said "I need to carry an 8-track" or something!)

I have so many different thoughts running thru my brain at any given moment, I could blog for days!
[...if it weren't for the damn brain farts!]

I suppose I could just post random shit...photos, videos, links to other blogs, etc, etc....but I'm not online perusing websites all day....and, for whatever reason, I feel like I should be saying something on here....but then again, maybe it's not that serious.
*shrugs & looks off to the right*

So...on to the "something"...

I've been really out of it lately...not necessarily in a bad way...but definitely in a way. I feel a bit discombobulated and out of focus. I mean, I know I'm working toward a my goals, but sometimes I feel like I need to conquer one at a time. It's all so distracting (just the thought of it all)...and which one do I choose first? I guess if I had to choose, it would be the one I'm most passionate about (...art) [duh!]. However, I feel like they can all be done simultaneously...if I discipline myself. I mean really, it shouldn't be this complicated.[!]

*sidebar* I want to give a shout out to Esther & Jerry Hicks....Ask and It Is Given: Ch. 4 "How Can I Get There From Here" just came on my iTunes [which is currently on random, BTW]...this is exactly what I need to hear right now! I would suggest that everyone buy this (audio)book *-*

I know it sounds strange...especially after my last statement (prior to the shout out)...but I think my real issue is that I am limiting myself by not allowing my talents to develop into whatever they may become. Apparently, somewhere in subconsciousland, I am attempting to shove myself (my art, my self-expression, etc.) into one box or another...without even realizing it [at least until now anyway *wink*]. There are a million and one different directions a person can go--especially in my "line of work" (haha...work! ha!). I am an artist. A creator. That's what I do.

The spectrum is SO broad...how can I honestly say "this is the kind of art I do...."? Hell, I don't even know what I'm capable of yet...I'm still experimenting!!
*zoiks!*

There is so much that inspires me, that I don't even know which road to go down. I am like a friggin' sponge right now. **problem is, is that I don't rush home and make art! I just stand in awe of the other creator's piece!**

I've made a conscious effort to do more art projects (whether it be painting, making clothes/accessories, writing, etc....I'm making some kind of effort).

So. What's my new favorite art project...?

ME!

I've really been enjoying discovering & tapping into my new-found style...although it's still developing, I like where it's going. [this is a blog in and of itself!]

SO...what's my lesson for the day?

BE CREATIVE!

Allow it (whatever it may be) to flow [completely] and don't try to contain or categorize or define the outcome. Let it be what it is.

Freedom + Creativity = Magical Goodness!


p.s. this entry was NOT one of the many that I was imaginarily writing in my head prior to blogging...isn't it funny how that works?
I give up.
*sigh*

Are You Not Entertained...?!

I really wanted to write something entertaining right now....but I have a feeling that this ain't gon' happen.

I wanted to write about my experience tonight, but have no clue where to begin.
All I can say is....2 words....Leimert Park.

[a.k.a. The Matrix]

I wish I had a video camera connected to my brain that could record what I see and think at any given moment (at my discretion, of course), and upload directly to my computer.

~Telepathy meets Technology~

[....This would make for a very interesting blog entry.....trust me.]

Alas, I am living in a technological realm so far behind the rest of the galaxy that it will be light years before this will come into fruition.

I guess that's why I write. Maybe I'm supposed to recreate these memories/scenarios for people to read & imagine their own way thru it.

(...maybe that kind of brain recording technology would just make me lazy...[er]...)

I need a set-up where I can blog DURING the experience....that[!] may be my solution...pictures, thoughts, ramblings, whatever....on the spot....simultaneously [or shortly thereafter] blogged.

My own blogcasting network.
[I'm taking full credit for creating the word "blogcasting" ....I just made it up...I'm sure it's not original, but I'm going to pretend like it is.........!]

"Good morning/afternoon/evening, this is theGoldenChild, reporting live from The Matrix....WTF is this shit?...[!]"

I need an iPhone!


dotdotdot (...)

I'ma try and actually do some writing on here tomorrow (well, later today...it is 3:45am after all). There are quite a few older entries I need to finish writing that are long overdue! ...and a couple new ones that I really need to get out before they fizzle.

For example...I've been done with Master Cleanse for over a week....I was supposed to blog about that.

Fizzled.



I need to get back in the swing of things! For serious.
Blogging is usually funtimes for me. However, as of late, I've been putting it off again and again.

*sadface*

Writer's Block.............and not in the way that you think. I've got plenty of ideas, stories, reviews, blah blah blahs & etceteras etceteras.........but there is an internal block preventing production of these wondrous ramblings.

I'm getting it together.

...in my sleep...

I promise.

goodnite.