February 2012
16 posts
Theory:
hammerito:
Brain parasites carried by cats are causing people to post cat memes on the internet, thereby making it more likely that people will find cats adorable and adopt them, giving the parasite a chance to reproduce with a fresh crop of uninfected hosts.
Evolution - 1,000,000
Us - 0
Be right back, you guys. I have to peel Mike off the ceiling.
What Fashion Week Means To Me
Drinking from an open bar, sitting through a 20-30 minute show, grabbing your swag, then hitting the open bar again before you head out for champagne, Thai, and Lord knows what else.
Am I doing this right?
No, Your Night Is Depressing
What am I doing with my night of “taking it easy”? Why, drinking gin, listening to music, and writing, of course. To be specific, I’m working my way, anachronistically, through the Radiohead discography and writing the ending of my novel. An ending which is both the best possible ending I could think of and one that is designed to make people ~feel things~. I’m also...
What A Weekend
It’s 1 o’clock on what is technically Monday morning. I just got home for the first time since about 7pm Friday. I’m about to shower in my own shower and sleep in my own bed, and it’s going to be fucking glorious.
I Wish I Could Explain
Last night was… surreal. It was one of those nights where everything just fell into place. I was going to go back to Brooklyn and take a nap, then head back into Manhattan to have a few drinks with a few friends and take it easy. Call it a show of solidarity with Mike, who is in Scranton at the moment.
Instead, somehow, in the midst of a dozen cocktails, I ended up going to Irving Plaza...
What. The. Fawk?
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Hi, My Name Is Jordan
And I completely forget how to talk to women while sober.
January 2012
39 posts
Get Like Us
I just made Mike his first ever French 75. Watching him take the first sip was like seeing a little kid on Christmas morning.
Now we’re drinking and listening to the Beastie Boys at a high volume.
"Malicious" Package Sent to QPR's Ferdinand →
This is just sad. This is why we can’t have nice things, or nice people. Great going, everyone.
Truthful Tuesday
I wish I was working. It might be odd to say, but I actually like what I do for a living, and I’m excited to get involved with another project. I also have learned the hard way that NYC is an expensive place to live, and I’ll be way more comfortable when I have money coming in again.
In the meantime, I’m going to do something that is long past due: I’m going to re-read...
9 Years/$214M For Prince Fielder?
That’s either $23.78M a year or $713,333 per pound.
Oh, Christ
I just got home to find Mike sitting in the dark, drinking, and watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Honestly, I would have rather come home to find him watching porn. I could deal with that sort of self-abuse better than this sort.
1.23.12
It’s the start of a new week, the first in a while where I have fuck all to do professionally aside from look for another project to jump onboard.
The sky is grey and hazy, and today’s 36-feels-like-30 is tolerable after the cold snap that just passed through. I’m sitting on the balcony enjoying a homemade red eye and listening to Ryan Adams’ “Oh My God, Whatever,...
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hammerito:
I think we’re now passive-aggressively competing with our upstairs neighbors to see who can be louder. They will lose.
We’re winning and we haven’t even started trying. It’s just been business as usual so far.
New Million Dollar Idea
A subscription-based website featuring Mike and I doing yoga in our living room, with DVDs for sale.
Oh, Also
Totally ran into Ethan Hawke today leaving my favorite coffee shop.
I’m sure he just loves having film crews in his neighborhood.
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Snow
Snow
What Could Possibly Go Wrong?
My next three days (today, Monday, and Tuesday) will be spent at a location that is, quite literally, just around the corner from my ex’s apartment. The one with whom I’ve had an incredible-when-it’s-good-but-terrible-when-it’s-bad on and off relationship. Given the last time we spoke (or texted, rather), running into her could be more awkward than the exchange I had the...
Harlem Shake(down)
Ed. Note: This is the story about the roughest day of work that I’ve had in the film industry yet. Details have been changed to protect the innocent, as well as the guilty, and to keep plausible deniability on my side.
I heard it before I saw it happening, but I didn’t need to see it to know where it was coming from. I had been talking to a few friends in the Props department when I...
Fun fact:
hammerito:
Jordan has a drink named after him at a bar in the east village. It is a pint glass full of gin.
Not just any gin, but Hendrick’s. At least one of these will be consumed this weekend. After all, I moved to New York a year ago tomorrow. Christ, where does the time go?
Hoo-Boy
Have I got a story for you guys. Once I’m done with work and able to collect my thoughts, you guys are in for a doozie.
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I Write Things: 1.6.12
A cloud of white slowly rises to my right. I trace it down to your delicate mouth, wide open, letting the smoke escape from your lungs. Your eyes are closed, head back, soft hair falling like water over the back of the chair. As the smoke continues to billow, I consider saying, “My, what big lungs you have,” but we already know this, and so do the neighbors.
You push out the last of...
TGIF
They just pushed back the arrival at my location a few more hours. Time to put on one headphone so I can still hear my walkie and try to get some writing done.
3a Got Here So Quickly
So why did it take forever to
Get to 7a?
I had to be on set at 4 to make sure things were getting set up properly, but the day is starting at another location and moving over to mine, hopefully, around 10. These six hours, though halfway done, are going to be the longest part of my day.
And as my walkie beeps, that’s my cue to find a PA and get a new battery. Expect more bored posting...
FMK: Chelsea Handler, Whitney Cummings, RuPaul?