I sometimes miss San Francisco. This blog really takes me back: 340 Brannan Blog. Thanks the handsome man, John K for sending this to me, at the suggestion of Mr. Wolanske. Enjoy!

I know a lot of you who read this are HUGE Big & Rich-ophiles so you’ll be happy to know that my own wife had the pleasure of learning all about celebrity mishaps first hand, while working on the not-to-be missed Country Music reality series, Gone Country! hosted by at least one of the Messers Large and Richard. I couldn’t be more proud of my lil’ lady. So tune in and see her handywork on yet another milestone in the new Golden Age of Television. Writer’s strike you just keep on going, the rest of us have G-o-o-o-o-o-ne Country!

Just got back from Paris! I was sent on a voyage of discovery courtesy of the fine folks at the French Cultural Services, Los Angeles. I was sent to scope out some possible projects to bring back to the land of smoke and plastic, but sadly the train strike was just getting underway, which meant a decrease in the amount of meetings I could attend. I give high marks to the amazing programmers at the Centres Pompidou. They got us in to see Emmanuelle Huynh’s performance in their Grande Salle. An amazing dance that was followed by days of strong coffee, cigarette smoke, bread, and lots of walking. Took me back to RISD days. Heading out to get a Christmas Tree today to kick this holiday business into high gear.

On the occasion of my 32nd year, over the next couple of days, I’m going to list 32 things that are rockin me noggin.

Wiki-Racing. Ren Weschler clued me into this. Apparently huge at Brown. Pick two things, then race another person to see how quickly you can get from say Humanure to Elizabeth Taylor. Hint – think carbon!
Sirius Radio. Sounds worse that normal radio. What’s the point?
I understand comic book aging as I now have two gray hairs growing in exactly the same place on opposite sides of my head. Reed Richards here I come.
Plaid pants never go out of style…for long.
The rest soon…

Uh…is it just me or does Chuck Norris in those Total Gym commercials look more and more like William H. Macy?? Not in all of em, but in the most recent one where he just has a mustache and a wig. He does some fine acting in there, too, but what if there’s a point at which he and Bill Macy become the same person? What if we all have someone who merges with us at a specific point in our lives? Also, does anyone remember how totally shitty Chuck Norris’ Karate Kommandos was? Jeez. I’d rather have Rubik’s Amazing Cube.

In the last few months a cricket has taken up residence somewhere in the alleyway between the two sections of my building. It’s a much needed addition to the shouts, car alarms, bus noises, and sirens that usually color the evenings downtown. Thanks for being here lil’ cricket.

Here’s the first of many pictures from the wedding. We’re sorting through 2000 of them now, all courtesy of the wonderful Gabe Weisert who spent three days with us “getting the shot”. Can’t begin to thank everyone who made the journey with us and who made this such a special week in Scotland. More soon.

This guy is getting married on September 4. Plaid pants and all.

These are the things on my mind as we get closer to the wedding day:
1) Pant cuffs? Not so much.
2) French cuffs? Even worse.
3) The exchange rate is what again?
4) Can you swap out wedding rings later in life?
5) Who says women can’t make speeches in Scotland?
6) Who’s eager to spend 10 hours on a plane?
7) Is it wrong to ask for an iPhone as a wedding present?
8) David Lynch coffee is damn fine.
9) Whoever invented the windsor knot is a sadistic chump.
10) Happy thoughts. Happy thoughts. Planet Unicorn. I want to go to Planet Unicorn.
BLORG!

This week I had the pleasure of introducing Mr. David Lynch to a rapturous audience at the Hammer. Backstage, we were introduced and he shook my hand and told me I “have a nice face”. I’m still not sure what to make of that, other than to note here that this was among the top five all time greatest moments. To have spent so many hours creeped out over Laura Palmer and the denizens of Twin Peaks, and then to have this pleasant and funny exchange with the man behind it all, well, that’s just darn amazing.