Show Me Real

I am not a television producer, director, writer, gaffer, grip or any other crew member logging $2000 a day.

But I am a sometimes viewer, would be actress and I am going to tread lightly out onto a limb and say, we don't need another HBO series about young fashionista girls living in Manhattan, trying to find their way and themselves in good footwear and using limited vocabulary.

But tell that to the writers of GIRLS as we all stand on cobblestones in the meatpacking district amongst the Ferrari's and butt cheek baring skirts. The clock strikes two, while they discuss if the steady cam captured the pivotal shot of the heroine back lit by the glow of Standard's Boom Boom Room on the tenth take.

To quote dialogue of the scene's demographics...

"Like, I'm just saying."

*It's highly possible GIRLS will become a hit show and I will be eating that popular phrase.

Yo, I'm Fightin

"When I applied my mind to know wisdom and to observe the labor that is done on earth, people getting no sleep day or night— then I saw all that God has done." Ecclesiastes 8:16-17

I admit it. I don't have time to write.

Or have sex with my husband.

Furthermore, I'm sorry if you are taking the time to punch in the blog address instead of making love to your own.

I'm far too busy counting the 14th hour on the clever and oh so hysterical dark comedy set of Bored to Death.

And watching these legends chew the fat.

Dick Cavett, Talia Shire, Ted Danson, and Bebe Neuwirth

Literally.

Catering served ribeye.

I asked them to pass the pepper.

Yes on days like these, I find it difficult to not audibly thank the Lord for my abundant blessings while silently cursing myself for under utilizing them.

But like Rocky, I'm going the 12 rounds.

So cut me Mick!

Blue Blood

"Then Pilate took Jesus and had him flogged. The soldiers twisted together a crown of thorns and put it on his head. They clothed him in a purple robe and went up to him again and again, saying, “Hail, king of the Jews!” And they slapped him in the face.

Once more Pilate came out and said to the Jews gathered there, “Look, I am bringing him out to you to let you know that I find no basis for a charge against him.” When Jesus came out wearing the crown of thorns and the purple robe, Pilate said to them, “Here is the man!”

As soon as the chief priests and their officials saw him, they shouted, “Crucify! Crucify!”

But Pilate answered, “You take him and crucify him. As for me, I find no basis for a charge against him." John 19:1-6

Amazing love, how can it be?

That you my King would die for me.

Amazing love, I know its true.

And it's my joy to honor You.

All Work And No Pray Makes...

"Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything." James 1:4

There is a schmaltzy country song that talks about the new wearing off and the old shining through. It is a gentle reminder to those tapping their feet on the fence to not stray, take for granted, or flee for greener pastures.

I sing this diddy, lying atop a pile of electrical cord rolled up in a dusty corner on The Good Wife's sound stage (my home away from home), quietly of course with the encouragement of the shushing P.A. born in 1990.

The trite tune resounds in my ears as I stand on the mark of a Marlboro Red smoking, Georgia bred spitfire opposite an Emmy winning actress on an award worthy drama as the Director of Photography frames my face in "her" lighting.

Despite the sentimentality of the verse, my satisfaction is far from sufficient.

And I can't ignore that this once shiny apple has lost its sheen. Surely, there's better fruit.

Does this story sound familiar?

ALL IN-Sane

None of us waiting patiently in the bowels of Brooklyn's Metropolitan Avenue knew what the intoxicated man reeking of cabbage and beer kept directing his middle finger towards.

My money was on the delay of the notoriously slow and painful G train, but judging by his two week grizzly growth, keeping a timely appointment didn't seem likely, so I couldn't be sure.

The Slavic mutterings were inaudible between the rank hiccups and shuffling feet, but when he raised his finger and grabbed his crotch, the language was undoubtedly understood.

In true New Yorker fashion, most of the straphangers maintained their stoic faces hoping to seem unfazed by the spectacle bouncing off the tiled wall beside them.

Me? Blatantly amused and appreciative for the commutes comic relief.

As the stubby train gave out its last shrill and stopped.

He gave his final Fuck You...unzipped his pants and pissed on the last car.

Yep, If I were a gambling woman.

Avenue A, 9:31 a.m., April 16

Avenue A, 9:31 a.m., April 16

Oh this is on my reading list...

Promised Prosperity

"For the LORD your God is bringing you into a good land—a land with brooks, streams, and deep springs gushing out into the valleys and hills; a land with wheat and barley, vines and fig trees, pomegranates, olive oil and honey; a land where bread will not be scarce and you will lack nothing; a land where the rocks are iron and you can dig copper out of the hills. When you have eaten and are satisfied, praise the LORD your God for the good land he has given you." Deuteronomy 8:7-10

His answer to my question: Will I want?

And rebuttal to my girlfriend who pointed out that I am still struggling.