Geek Out

I try to keep this blog professional (-ish), fun, and entertaining.  I try not to spread the geek on too thick, but it happens sometimes.

Like tonight.

I met Wil Wheaton today.

He was on the lot again to tape an episode of the funniest comedy on TV (The Big Bang Theory) and I ran into him (and Bill) outside the commissary while on a dinner break.  Bill and I are old acquaintances, so we fell into easy conversation, with Wil interjecting every once in a while (I agree, Wil, Tim Burton’s Pee Wee’s Big Adventure is a classic).

It wasn’t a long conversation, I didn’t even properly introduce myself to him (hi, Wil, I’m Emily!), but in those few short minutes, I learned a lot about him.

He’s very sweet: he was on a well-deserved break after 5 days of rehearsals and was about to perform live in front of an audience full of die-hard fans, but he took the time to just chill and chat with Bill and I.  No rush to get back to stage, no impatience, he seemed very content just to hang out for a bit.

He’s a super fan: he was following Bill around like a puppy.  Wil has proudly proclaimed his love for The Big Bang Theory on his blog, and I’m sure he’ll continue to do so for as long as the show is on TV and probably even after that.  Wil is a BBT geek. He was also, I’m pretty sure but my memory could be fuzzy, wearing some shirt that had something to do with sci-fi, computers, or science. I could be totally wrong, but I do remember that his knapsack thingy had an old-school seatbelt buckle.  He looked like a college student who was on the lot to shadow one of his favorite producers of his favorite show.

He’s cute: Yes, the man is, according to IMDb, 37 years old, but without the beard, he’d look like he was only 12. It’s strange for me to think that Wesley Crusher, the heartthrob of my youth, is all grown up, is a husband and a father, is playing evil incarnations of himself, but it’s all true.  He’s still handsome!

He’s a great writer: I already knew this just from reading his blog, but hearing him speak only confirms that he’s smart, reads a lot, and is a great writer.  I’d love to just grab a cup of coffee with Wil and pick his brain about writing.  Mostly, I’d ask him how he tricks himself into just starting (that’s my big problem).

In conclusion, Wil Wheaton is everything I’d hoped he would be.

Wil, if you’re reading this, I’m in the Eagle Rock area every weekend – let’s grab coffee sometime!


Whirlwind Week

Well.

Where to begin.

Last week was a crazy week.  Some major changes started happening at work (I don’t want to go into it here, but if you want to know, email me!), so it was nice to have two days off from work.

Wednesday:

Lunch at the Disney lot with my friend Heather was really fun. I actually spent about an hour and a half there. We accidentally walked through filming of a scene of Brothers & Sisters (look for me!) and accidentally walked into a screening of Tim Burton‘s Alice in Wonderland.  We also ate at the commissary – always fun to eat good food with good friends.  And then, my favorite part, she took me the Lost writers’ office!!  It was magical. :-)

After lunch, my aunt Lauri and uncle Dave from San Jose met me at Warner Brothers and we spent the afternoon poking around at Gilmore Girls and Chuck sets. They’re big fans of both shows, so it was fun.

The highlight of the day though was getting great seats to a taping of The Big Bang Theory that night.  A friend of mine (he’s awesome and shall remain nameless) got us seats to the show and we spent four hours busting our guts. It was seriously one of the funniest episodes of television I’ve seen in a long time.  I love this show!

Thursday was work again – bleh – but then I had Friday off!  Spent the day doing a lot of chores and errands, which wasn’t as fun. But at least it meant that my weekend was truly my weekend.

I had a great weekend with friends and family and Marvin (my new/used MacBook Pro).

This week has already flown by – turns out days spent working and nights spent with good friends makes for a quick week.

Tomorrow is Friday and I have plans to hang out with a friend until the wee hours of the morning, Saturday morning will find me running around the Rose Bowl, Saturday night I’ll be with my kids, and Sunday I’ll be running at Lake Balboa in the morning and church in the evening!

Whew!

What are y’all up to this weekend?


Valentine’s Day Thoughts

I am going to repost a blog from Donald Miller’s blog.  Sometimes, other people just say it best.

Check out Don’s blog for all the things he shares.  He’s got great wisdom to share and stories to tell.  It really feels like I know him.  Plus, he wrote Blue Like Jazz.

The repost:

A Guest Blog from Dr. Henry Cloud on Valentines Day

by Don on February 14, 2010

Dr. Cloud was kind enough to write a guest blog just for this website. I’m honored. And even more honored because it’s a great one. Sorry I got this up a bit late. We had something of an e-mail mixup. But here are some things to reflect upon as you prepare for bed….

A Few Valentine’s Day Thoughts

By Henry Cloud, Ph.D.

When I first became a Christian, I remember a wise older man told me he wasn’t going to church on Easter. I was surprised, especially in my newfound excitement about the faith.

“What? Why not?” I asked.

“It’s amateur day,” he said. “People go who never go any other day of the year and really aren’t serious about it. So, it is too crowded and I just stay home with God.”

I walked away thinking, “weird.” But there was a point to it…..sometimes “special days” take on a meaning to people as if they are the essence of what they are meant to symbolize and commemorate. Easter should be a day that symbolizes what we realized each and every 365 days: we have a risen Savior. He is alive every day. And then on that day, we celebrate the reality that we have all the year long.

Now, about Valentine’s day…..

Apart from being a windfall for Hallmark, what is it for us? Hopefully, it is also a symbol for what is happening on the other days in the year. For married people and singles in serious relationships, it should be a day that celebrates all of the good stuff you are expressing to each other all year long. No “amateur” day….right? Just as going to church on Easter does not mean a person has faith, neither does breaking down and buying a card for a spouse mean that good things are happening the rest of the year. It should not just be a “cease-fire” where you try to be loving for a day and then devour each other for the rest of the year. It should remind people of what they have and share, and also inspire to continue to practice that kind of love all year long.

Also, remember other people than your spouse or the one you are dating. For other important people in your life, you might let it remind you that they would like to hear from you as well…..(especially Moms….they like this sort of thing).

So, what if it is the worst day of the year for you?

The reality is that it is often a day of reminding some people of what they don’t have and are longing for, single or married. For the married folks, it should be a call to action. Let this day symbolize what you want, and maybe start you off on a little different plan for getting there than the one you have been working so far. Kind of a wake up call if a relationship is not going well. Maybe it can be a day where the two of you think of a new direction for your relationship, possibly even getting some help. But what if you are single?

Many times, Valentines day reminds some singles of what they are long for and have not found. What to do then? Here are a couple of thoughts:

First, see it as a time to celebrate the love that you do have in your life right now: your friends and community, family and friends. Make it a point to let some people know that on Valentines Day you were thinking of all of the sources of love in your life and you wanted to thank them for being one. They will love it, and you will be reminded of how fortunate you are to have them. You will feel more grateful and know that you are not alone on the planet. If you look around and don’t have a community of friends, then make that your first priority. That may be the real reason this day is the worst, as it gets you in touch with a deeper aloneness than not having a Valentine. It may remind you that you are alone. Make finding community the first call to action.

Second, as I mentioned above, see it as a symbol and reminder for what is happening the rest of the year. “Wait a minute….,” you might say. “That is the problem. I don’t have anything going the rest of the year. That is why I am bummed out today!” Ok, good. That is a good awareness to have. So, ask yourself the hard question. “If I don’t like where things are, what am I truly doing about it besides wishing, praying and waiting?” In my book “How To Get A Date Worth Keeping,” I talked about how a lot of Christians approach dating in a very different way than they approach the rest of life, and different that the bible tell us to approach life. They think that somehow God is just going to drop this person into their lives, without their doing anything. Really? Is that how he provided a job for you? Or a church? Or food every day? No….he provided those, but you got off the couch and went looking for it too. He secured the Promised Land for Israel, but Joshua and others had to go possess it with some hard work!

So, maybe it is time to get a plan and think about how you would like for your dating life to look different and start to work it. For some, that might mean some hard stuff….maybe even some therapy to work through some old hurts or fears. For others, it might mean getting out of some comfort zones. Either way, what I have found is that it can be an awesome growth journey when people decide to own it and go for it. Make a commitment that next Valentine’s Day will be different than this one. Even if you are not in a serious relationship by then, you will be having a blast in your dating life.

So, in sum….Valentine’s Day can be a celebration of what you already have, or it can be a wake up call to take God’s hand and find what you haven’t found. Either way, even if it might be a reminder of some disappointment, it can be transformed into hope if you let it jumpstart you to a different future.

Cheers,

Henry

If you’re single, check out Dr. Cloud’s book How to Get a Date Worth Keeping


Lost

Lost.

A lot of things have been said and written about Lost lately.

I watched the hour-long recap and two-hour season premiere.  It felt so good to return to that crazy little island.  I thought it was a very good episode (I guess technically it was two episodes, part 1 and part 2), and a good, solid start to the final season.

That’s really all I can say about it.  Others (actual professional TV critics) have written great recaps and reviews, some have even created fan videos.

I’ve read a lot and watched a lot of them, and I present to you my favorites:

To get you caught up with Lost so far: “Lost” Recapped by Extended Italian Family.  This YouTube video was posted just a few weeks ago on January 20th and has been viewed 117,855 times.

If the whole jumping through time thingy is confusing you more than algebra confused me (math is really not my thing – in college, I had to take problem solving… twice), then check out this site from the New York Times.  It’s an interactive timeline, starting in 1845, the year that Jacob and TMIB have their loaded conversation on the beach and the year the Black Rock left Portsmouth, England. The NY Times have really outdone themselves with this timeline, though, as there are also videos, photos, audio clips, and links to the episodes at ABC.com.  Good job, NY Times!  (Too bad no one reads newspapers on, well, paper anymore.)

And, lastly but most importantly, head over to EW.com where they have a whole “Special Coverage” area on their site for their vast Lost database.  Anything you find there is going to be terrific, and they’re very good about warning you about spoilers.  You’d have to be really blonde to read a spoiler (ok, yes, it happened to me once).  If you don’t have hours to wile away exploring the “Totally Lost” branch of the EW.com website, just read Doc Jensen’s stuff.  The man is a brilliant writer, very smart but accessible, funny, clearly a devout and loyal fan, and a guy who I’m convinced knows how it all ends.

So that ought to be enough to get you caught up and on solid ground for the rest of the sixth and final season of Lost.  If you’re still confused, I have a Lost notebook that might help you out, as well as all the previous seasons on DVD.  Or you could just buy me a cup of coffee and pick my brain.

Namaste.


January, where hast thou gone?

Seriously, time flies!

January has been a crazy month.  I’ve done things I’ve never done before, like play broomball – it’s so much fun!  I’m still running – training for a half marathon and beating personal records.  I’ve also become a big fan of the dash – though I don’t think I use it correctly all the time. Katie, I should’ve paid more attention in college! :-P

Work has been tough this month.  Spiritually and emotionally, it’s not a healthy place for me anymore.  I’ve been really struggling, because I genuinely love my co-workers and manager, and the job itself is still fun.  But there are bigger, stronger things that are overshadowing the joy I have at work, and it makes me sad and sick.  I’m doing okay, still trying to excel at my job, nurture relationships, and love my colleagues.  But I’m also actively pursuing my true passion and calling – TV!  I’m hoping that pilot season gives me an opportunity to work on a TV show at Warner Bros.  Ideally? I’d LOVE to work on The Big Bang Theory, The Mentalist, Shameless, Chuck, or Cold Case, in that order.  I just hate the wait-and-see part.

Luckily, February is here and things are already getting better.  Why?  Because Lost starts again in two days.

Finally!

This is the sixth and final season of Lost, and it’d better be a good one!  I have faith in the show though – I went to a panel with the writers/creators a while ago and just hearing them talk shop for a few hours told me that they are all over this final season and have great things in store for the show.

If you haven’t been watching Lost, then, well, that’s ok.  There’s still plenty of other great TV you can be watching.  To list just a few: The Big Bang Theory, The Mentalist, Caprica, Community, Burn Notice, White Collar, Psych, 30 Rock, and of course, there’s always ER.

But Tuesday night at 9:00pm?  I’ll be watching Lost.


Checking In

Well, Twenty-Ten, how’d we do this week?

It was a great week for me, personally.  If you’re my friend on Facebook, you know that I’ve brought the sexy back this week.  When it rains, it pours!  It’s been fun.

And my co-worker/friend/running guru Sheryl has been kicking my butt and helping me really get in gear for the half marathon I’m going to run.  My favorite thing this week was running on the treadmill (boring) while watching Jeopardy! and Wheel of Fortune (yes, I yelled answers at the tv).

What?  I didn’t tell you?  Yeah, I’m gonna run the Rock and Roll Half Marathon in Los Angeles in October.  Whew!  That’s 13.1 miles, y’all!

Now I’m off to do some chores, hit the gym, and then time with my junior high kids tonight!

OH!  Chuck premieres its third season on SUNDAY on NBC.  Watch it, y’all!  It’s no more Mr. Nice Spy. :-)


2010

Welcome, 2010.

I remember graduating from high school in 2001 and thinking that the century seemed still so new, and now here it is, 10 years old.

Anyone got some resolutions they want to share?

I’m planning on running the Los Angeles Rock and Roll half marathon (13.1 miles) in October.  My runner guru Sheryl told me that I should tell tons of people my plans so that I can’t back out.  She’s right – I’m already groaning and whining that I’ve told people, because now I have to do it.  But it’s a great motivator to get out there and train.

So, cyber world, my goal is to run a half marathon in October. Wish me luck and hold me to it!


From Wil Wheaton

I grabbed this directly from Wil Wheaton’s blog. Enjoy!

“The Twelve Days of Pirate Christmas”

On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me …

12 ships to plunder,

11 cannons firing,

10 crewmen leaping,

9 sharks a’ swimming,

8 rum-filled bottles,

7 lusty wenches,

6 jolly rogers,

5 gold doubloons,

4 eyepatches,

3 earrings,

2 wooden legs,

and a parrot for my shoulder – Arrr!


Race Day

I ran my first 10k (again, that’s 6.2 miles for you Standard System folks) today – yay!  It was chilly, but only the in the 50s.  And the sun was out – no rain today!  I did better than I thought I would, despite the crazy-steep hills.  I averaged 13:32 per mile and finished up at 1:24:53.  Yay!

My goal for this time next year is to be running a half marathon – 13.1 miles. Whew!

I think I’m crazy.

The surprise of the day?  Well, the crazy-steep hills (my friend Sheryl said they weren’t that steep but they totally were! And it was the last mile of the course!).  But the fun surprise was my medal!  I’ve never gotten a medal before for running. This is my first medal!

Now it’s time for a nap!


Salam alekum

That’s Arabic for “Peace be with you.”

It rained today.  A lot.  A heck of a lot.

It rained so much and was so cold today that I ended up wearing two pairs of pants (shoulda put on a second pair of socks, too), an undershirt, a long-sleeved shirt, two jackets, gloves, and a scarf.  I’ve been home for almost two hours now and I’m still defrosting.

Frakkin’ brrr!!

Christmas plans, everyone?  I’ll be working, but as Christmas falls on a Friday this year, that means a 3-day weekend for me.  Yay!


Update

Apologies.  It’s been a while.

Here’s what I’ve been up to:

New York.  I went to New York last month for a few days in October.  It was a short but sweet trip.  I hadn’t been to New York in nearly ten years, and what a difference a decade makes.  When I’d visited New York before, it was all a bit overwhelming.  The noise, the people, the traffic, the attractions – it was more than 16-year-old me could handle.  But now, after having lived abroad in Granada, Spain, New York is actually exciting to me.  And I’ll admit it – though a lot of what I did was touristy, it all felt like typical New York.  I made a visit to Ellis Island (where my great-grandparents landed), went shopping on 5th Avenue, got a library card at the NYPL, took a walk through Central Park, had lunch in Little Italy, got a cupcake from the Magnolia Bakery (yes, just like in SATC), went to a sold-out screening of Still Bill and grabbed a drink with the directors, ate a bagel breakfast on the banks of the Hudson River, and went to Times Square and Rockefeller Center (Hello, Liz Lemon!).  Wanted to get into a tv show taping, but as the trip was last-minute, that didn’t pan out.  All in all, it was a pretty good trip.  :-)

Work.  Work has been good.  Now that all of our shows are back in production, the lot has been buzzing with activity.  Which makes for more exciting tours, in my opinion.  Earlier last month I had the opportunity to take my little brother Cameron to a preview screening of Spike Jonez’s Where the Wild Things Are and we loved it.  If you’re a fan of the book, you’ll love the movie – it’s practically perfect in every way, and you can read my full review of the movie by clicking here.  And to cap off that fun evening, we also got to meet “Chuck” producer and “Star Trek: Voyager” actor Robbie McNeill and then we went to Stage 10 and watched Adam Baldwin, Yvonne Strahovski, Zachary Levi and Brandon Routh film a scene for “Chuck.”   Zac even came over to say hi (greeting me with his customary hug) and my brother went home that night a little star struck.  Also, I got to go to a taping of one of my favorite comedies “The Big Bang Theory.”  Getting tickets to that show is like winning the lottery – you have to get tickets way in advance and hope you get lucky.  Luck helps, sure, but it’s even better to know somebody.  I literally begged my somebody for tickets to the taping, because Wil Wheaton, he of “Star Trek: TNG” and Stand By Me fame, was guesting on the episode.  It was a great night, and I was so excited to be able to take my cousins to that.

Life.  I’m sick right now and have been for two weeks, so life feels icky.  But really, it’s not.  My friend and co-worker Sheryl has been coaching and encouraging me to run, and since February, I’ve run three 5k races (that’s 3.1 miles for you Standard System people) and I’m running my first 10k at Universal Studios in December.  I’ve also been spending a lot of time with good friends and family, I have a fun Thanksgiving lined up, and am enjoying my third year as a volunteer youth leader at my church.  I can’t believe how time flies and that I’ve been living in Los Angeles for two and a half years now.


Love in Hollywood

A co-worker of mine has been moving this whole month, and while cleaning out his stuff, he came across a whole bunch of old magazines from the late 80′s and 90′s.  He brought them into work for us to read, and man, it’s crazy stuff!  It’s been interesting to see who was proclaimed the new “it” director or actor (most of these people are now way off the radar) and what songs and movies were popular back in the day.  And kinda sad that some of those magazines are older than another co-worker who was born in 1990.

In reading all these magazines (mostly Premiere and Entertainment Weekly), I came across an interesting article.  Here it is, in it’s entirety.

Enjoy. Continue reading


New York, New York

“Start spreading the news… I’m leaving today…  I want to be a part of it… New York, New York…”

Yup, I’m leaving in just a few hours to go and wait for an airplane that’s scheduled to leave 3 hours and 15 minutes late for New York City.  Fun times!

But once I arrive in New York, I plan to be every bit the cliche tourist: get a taxi at the airport (it’ll be the second taxi ride I’ve taken in my entire life), run in Central Park, pose outside Rockefeller Center (yay, 30 Rock!), visit the New York Public Library in Manhattan, and ride the subway!  And of course, take pictures of everything.

Anything else I should do while in New York?


Pop Culture Mash-up

Two of my favorite shows are essentially the same show: a fake psychic helps the police solve murders.

I’ve read  lot of discussion about how The Mentalist is a rip-off of Psych.  And on paper, I agree – sort of.  They have pretty much the exact same premise, but there is a slight difference between the two shows though.

Where one show has the fake psychic readily admitting he has no real psychic powers (The Mentalist), the other show has the fake psychic conning the police and only his dad and best friend know the real truth (Psych).

To the best of my memory, The Mentalist has never even remotely referenced the tv show Psych. It’s not their way – it is a more serious crime show and serious cops probably don’t start their day discussing who got voted off last night on America’s Next Top Model.

But Psych, ah, beloved Psych.  It’s a fun, goofy show that’s thoughtful, engaging, and educational.  I’m serious – it is!  Tonight I learned what to do when held captive in a trunk, being chased, or tied to a chair.  Very useful stuff, especially living in LA.

My favorite part, however, from the season premiere of season four, is when Shawn and Gus (played by  James Roday and Dulé Hill, respectively) blatantly accuse The Mentalist of ripping them off.

Here’s the dialogue, verbatim:

Shawn: (talking to a Canadian police officer) Here’s the thing, Robert.  The thing is this.  I am a psychic.

Gus: We work for the Santa Barbara Police Department.  We’ve solved over 47 cases. I’m also a pharmaceutical representative, if that means anything to you.

Shawn: You’ve seen The Mentalist, right?

Robert: Yes!

Shawn: It’s like that.

Gus: Except that guy’s a fake.

Shawn: Right.  If I was a fake psychic, it’d be eerily similar.

Gus: Exactly the same.

Shawn: A virtual carbon copy.

And the punchline?  Shawn is a fake psychic.

Cue rimshot.

So no matter who came up with the idea of a fake psychic helping the police solve crimes, both shows are individuals in their own right.  Both have a season pass on my DVR, which in the world of electronics means that they both have their own place in my heart.


Movie Review: Where the Wild Things Are

Where the Wild Things Are

This film makes me so proud to be a part of the Warner Bros. family.

BEAUTIFUL – adjective.  1. Having beauty; having qualities that give great pleasure or satisfaction to see, hear, think about, etc.; delighting the senses or mind.  2. excellent of its kind.  3. wonderful; very pleasing or satisfying.

Where the Wild Things Are is a beautiful film.

I laughed, I cried, I got scared, and I left the film uplifted.

There was so much love poured into this film – just watch Max (played by Max Records) and you’ll see how safe and cherished he felt while making this film.

If you’ve read the book, you know already know what the movie is about: a little boy who acts out against his mom (“I’ll eat you up!”) and is sent to bed without supper.  A fantastical adventure follows, and Max learns some valuable lessons along the way.  He returns home to find that his mom has set out a warm dinner for him in his bedroom.

The movie builds on the story, adding a big sister and an absent father and fleshing out Max’s relationship with his mom.  The cinematography, camera direction, editing, and music were all perfection.

There is one memorable scene when Max is lying on the floor at his mom’s feet while she does some work on the computer.  She takes a break from her work to encourage her son to tell her a story.  Their sweet exchange, him telling her a story, her typing it out, and their non-verbal communication, was so true to how a child sees the world.  It’s been a while since I was a kid (hey, this old lady turns 27 in December), but working with junior high school students for the past 5 years has tuned me in a bit to what it means to be a child.

Where the Wild Things Are is what it means to be a child.  Everything is fantastical and larger than life (the monsters are huge!), but with a little bit of courage, these big huge problems (or monsters) can become adventures.  “Let the wild rumpus start!”

I also loved that some of my favorite lines from the book are in the film.  Lines like “I’ll eat you up!” and “Let the wild rumpus start!” were favorites of mine, and it was so fun to hear young Max shout these lines to his mother and the monsters, respectively.

I highly recommend this film to any adult, wether you’re a fan of the book or not.  I wouldn’t take anyone under 10 years old, mainly because the film is quite intense at times (okay, I’ll admit it, I was scared) and the pacing of the film might not hold the interest of a younger child.  But anyone junior high age or older will enjoy this film.

Now, “let the wild rumpus start!”

*For additional reviews, click here to read the one at Entertainment Weekly.


Nerdvana

Last night, my cousins Nate and Sara and I went to a taping of one of our favorite shows, The Big Bang Theory.

Best. Night. Ever.

Exhibit A: Front row seats.  Seriously, front row.  Okay, we were also RIGHT next to Mark Sweet, the not-very-funny warm-up guy.  So that was kind of annoying, but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.  And we were so close to all the action, that it was easy to distract ourselves with what was happening on the floor.  All in all, GREAT seats.

Wil WheatonExhibit B: Wil Wheaton.  Yes, the Wil Wheaton, he of and Star Trek: The Next Generation and Stand By Me.  I’m sure he’s been in other stuff (indeed, his IMDb.com profile says he has), but that’s all I’ve seen him in.  All he needed to do was Star Trek.

I grew up with a special Saturday night tradition: Dad’s grilled hamburgers for dinner and a new episode of Star Trek: TNG.  Every Saturday night, burgers and Star Trek. Saturday = Star burgers.  To this day, I still find myself hankering for a good, juicy burger on Saturday nights.

And Star Trek. There is a special place in my heart for all the series of Star Trek (Star Trek: Voyager is my #2 – especially with two cast members currently working on the lot as producers/directors of two of our shows), but Next Gen is definitely my favorite.  I watched little Wesley Crusher grow up on that show, and I had a crush on him pretty much the entire run of the series.

So to see him in person?  Acting in one of my favorite tv shows?  I HAD to see this.

Exhibit C: Bill Prady.  Bill is an executive producer and writer for the show.  He is my Facebook friend.  We’ve met a handful of times over the past two years, but we’re not exactly close.  No one’s fault, we’re just both really busy.  :-)

Anyway, I begged, pleaded, cried for tickets to last night’s taping (I’d been reading Wil’s blog and his experiences on set made me want to go even more), and Bill came through.  I asked sooooo last minute, they’ve been sold out for months and I knew odds were really slim for getting a ticket so late, let alone three tickets.

But Bill pulled some strings (or threatened someone, I’m not sure) and he made it happen.  He’s definitely my hero of the month (and a certain nominee for hero of the year).  Thanks, Bill!

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So there.  Wasn’t that just a great evening?  And the frosting on the delectable cake of my evening was spending a couple hours with my dear friend Christa while she finished her shift at work.  I miss seeing that girl every day!


Why I Love “The Mentalist”

Amanda Righetti, Tim Kang, Owain Yeoman, Robin Tunney, Simon Baker

Amanda Righetti, Tim Kang, Owain Yeoman, Robin Tunney, Simon Baker

The Mentalist, for those of you who don’t watch TV, was last season’s undeniable biggest hit.  Coming from the mind of Bruno Heller (he who gave us the gripping HBO series Rome), The Mentalist stars the handsome, humble Simon Baker as Patrick Jane.  Jane is like a modern-day Sherlock Holmes who works with the fictional California Bureau of Investigation, helping them solve murders.  Jane’s involved because he’s a psychic, or was, at least, until his wife and child were brutally murdered.  Since then, Jane’s been on the martyr path – he pretty much just lives and breathes to catch one more murderer.It’s not always so serious.

Jane and his colleagues still have fun – in fact, it’s the show’s humor that keeps it from being another dreary cop show.  It’s a unique show (despite claims to it being a ripoff of USA’s Psych.  I watch and love both shows – they’re both very different), it’s fresh, and I LOVE having them on the lot.

Here’s why:

- No divas. The cast of The Mentalist is really chill.  They’re mellow, low profile, and relaxed.  Now don’t go reading into that and think that they’re always in their trailers, hiding from tours, being waited on hand and foot.  They’re really not like that!  In fact, my theory is that since four of the five main leads (Baker, Robin Tunney, Owain Yeoman, and Amanda Righetti) are married, well, there’s just less drama!  And I’ve had the opportunity to give tours to Simon Baker’s family twice now (his son Henry has been on the tour both times and remembers me) and they are very sweet, unassuming, polite, and fun to be around.  So if Simon’s parents and progeny are like that, then I think it’s a safe assumption that Simon himself is as good of a person as I think he is.

- Personal space. The personal space bubble for The Mentalist (oh yes, every show has their own bubble) is very small.  There’s something almost zen about it.  It’s a minimalistic approach to filmmaking – they only use what they need.  This could easily be the result of our economic climate, the general rising cost of production, penny-pinching budgets, or just availability.  But from the pilot episode, The Mentalist has always seemed content to work with what they’ve got and just use everything they’re given.  Now granted, they film on location (not at Warner Bros. Studios, but somewhere out in the real world) a lot, so I can only comment about what I see on the lot.  But still…

- Quiet time. I spent over an hour today in the Midwest town at work, just sitting and watching The Mentalist prep for and shoot their scenes.  They are so quiet!  Everyone is working and working hard, but their doing it quietly and efficiently.  Of course, they have to be quiet so as to not be heard on camera, but even when cameras aren’t rolling, the chatter is hushed, radios are quiet, and things are just still and calm.  It took me a long time to realize just how much work they were getting done while I was lulled by the quiet.  The show is an efficient, smooth-running machine that produces top-quality work (as its 17 million viewers can attest to).

- Old soul. The Mentalist production – cast, crew, everyone – has the comfort and ease of 14th-season ER.  Watching The Mentalist in Midwest in the cool of the morning made filmmaking seem like the easiest job in the world.

Count me in.


Movie Review: Public Enemies

I had a date with my dad tonight.  We went to go see Public Enemies.

Amazing.

I knew the acting would be great (Um, hello?  Depp and Bale?  Add in a little DiCaprio, whom I saw in a GREAT teaser for his next movie, Shutter Island, and the night’s perfect!), knew the story would be great (a bank robber, 1930s Depression-era Chicago, the newly formed FBI), so I went into the movie expecting a good movie.

Michael Mann (Collateral, The Insider, The Last of the Mohicans) more than delivered.  I agree completely with Roger Ebert’s review of the film (read it here).  Mann is a compelling visual director and I know I’ll be haunted for a while by his visual commentary.

And the sound!  The sound editing and mixing was perfect.  Compared to “assault and permanently damage all senses and sensibilites” Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, Enemies was subtle, surprising, quiet, and authentic.  Guns sounded like guns with a quick “pop pop pop” for the machine gun, an earth-shattering “boom” for the shotgun – never once was the Hollywood gun heard.

Only once during the film did I think, “Of course he’ll get him – he’s Batman!”

Johnny Depp as Johnny Dillinger in "Public Enemies"

Johnny Depp as Johnny Dillinger in "Public Enemies"


Comic-Con at a Safe Distance

All my years growing up in San Diego and I never once went to Comic-Con.  It scares me.  I could probably handle it if I were working a booth and had a table between me and the craziness or if I had a publicist to guide me through the throngs.  But on my own?  I’d probably cry.

So, I experience Comic-Con through others.  I have a couple of friends who went this year and they’ve been good about uploading photos and staying current on Twitter.  It’s been fun to see what everyone geeks out over.

My friend Kevin, who lives in San Diego, took his young son Conrad to Comic-Con.  The little tot was dressed in a Captain Hammer shirt (if you haven’t seen Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog… shame on you!) and so of course dad Kevin had Conrad pose with the lovely Felicia Day, who played Captain Hammer’s love interest Penny.

Captain Hammer and Penny, aka Conrad Davis and Felicia Day.

Captain Hammer and Penny, aka Conrad Davis and Felicia Day.

And of course, the press is there, too.  There are tons of panels where actors, writers, producers get to sell their show or movie.  I think there was a time when Comic-Con was just about the comics.

But ever since Hollywood woke up to the rarely-tapped, ready-made stories of the comic book world, Comic-Con has been a place to hype, tease, and preview movies and shows based on comic book characters.

I kinda don’t blame Hollywood.  I mean, why NOT tap into a product that already has a guaranteed fan base.  Sure, nothing’s a sure hit, but with the vast amount of material available, you’re more like to find a hit than a dud.

Anyway, here is a fun photo from the TVGuide panel.  I think Jim and Zac are my favorite nerds on TV right now.  Bonus points: they’re both good guys in real life.  Both will always say hi and wave to you on the lot.  And Parsons is HILARIOUS with Craig Ferguson (seriously, look up clips on YouTube and laugh away).

Chuck and Sheldon, aka Zac Levi and Jim Parsons

Chuck and Sheldon, aka Zac Levi and Jim Parsons

My favorite website for Comic-Con photos is over at my beloved Entertainment Weekly’s Comic-Con Central page.  Check it out here and enjoy.  My favorite picture is of The Big Bang Theory cast.  Apparently beards are the way to go when you’re on hiatus.


My Monday

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I took this quiz, and did far worse than I should have.

I met a girl who had Starbuck’s tattoo on her arm.  We talked about Battlestar Galactica for a few minutes, lamenting its demise and the tragedy that was Felix Gaeta.

I gave three tours in the 97-degree heat, my interview got postponed (again) until tomorrow, and my cat is ignoring me.


Update!

Hi, y’all!

Whew!  It’s been a crazy few weeks.  What with work, moving, unpacking, and church, life’s been crazy!

Here’s what’s been keeping me sane:

Pushing Daisies.  The show was unofficially cancelled by ABC last year, when the network made the decision to not order the back nine episodes for Daisies’ second season (leaving the epsiode order at just 13 episodes).  To further the heartbreak, ABC chose not to air the last three episodes of the show, leaving us with not only the end of a spectacular show, but depriving us of every episode produced.

But that’s changed now.  No, the show hasn’t been revived by Ned’s magical touch (though ABC would be smart to do so), but we at least get to see the last three episodes.

Two weeks ago, ABC started airing the final three episodes, one a week with the season finale schedule to air this coming Saturday night.  If you missed the episodes, (which you probably did, because ABC didn’t market it at all), you can catch the episodes online here.

This final offering from ABC is bittersweet.  I’m grateful that they’re airing the final episodes (I’ve been DYING to know how/why a Great White Shark was in the morgue), but I’ll have to say good-bye again to the cast, crew, and characters that I love.

Which leads me to…

The Fall.  Starring Lee Pace (the new PD episodes made me fall head-over-heels for him again), it’s a beautiful film – both visually and emotionally – directed by Tarsem Singh.  In a hospital on the outskirts of 1920s Los Angeles, Alexandria is a child recovering from a broken arm. She befriends Roy Walker, a movie stunt man with legs paralyzed after a fall. At her request, Roy tells her fantastical story about 5 mythical heroes who are on a quest to kill a corrupt provincial governor. Between chapters of the story, Roy inveigles Alexandria to scout the hospital’s pharmacy for morphine. As Roy’s fantastic tale nears its end, death seems close at hand. Thanks to his fractured state of mind and her vivid imagination, the line between fiction and reality blurs as the tale advances.

I’ve been re-reading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince in order to prepare for the 6th installment of the Harry Potter film franchise, due out July 15th.  I saw a trailer for the film the other day and realized that I had no idea what was going on.  So a refresher course was in order (thanks, Lenny, for the loaner!), and I’m now 236 pages into the 652-page tome.  Whew!

And at church, the new kids are here!  Incoming 6th graders started with us last night, and so for the rest of the summer more and more new kids will be coming in.  Yikes!  There are so many new faces now, but it’s so much fun.  It’s sad to be saying goodbye to our 8th graders though.  I can’t believe I’m already at the end of my second year working with the junior high kids at church.  Time flies when you’re having fun!

What have y’all been up to?  Anyone got plans to come to L.A. during the summer?


Glee

Glee!

Glee (gle) n: great merriment (syn: hilarity), malicious satisfaction (syn: gloat).

This is Fox.com’s definition of the word.  And I gotta say, their new show Glee promises both definitions.

Did y’all watch the special premiere?  It aired right after the penultimate episode of American Idol (meh – don’t care who wins).

Glee was wonderful.  The music was great (Journey, Aretha, Les Mis), and the singers all have powerful voices.  A few of them have previous experience, but for many, this is their first major gig.

I am too excited about this show to properly blog about it right now – so just go watch it already!!!

I can’t wait until the next episode airs.   I also can’t wait to see Kristin Chenoweth on the show.  I think she’d be a perfect fit for the show as a substitute teacher or district administrator.  Someone who has to drop in every once in a while, but finds herself drawn to the glee club and through her interest in them, reawakens a passion from her past (of course she’d have to sing – it’s Kristin!).

Those are just my thoughts for now.

In other random news: Dollhouse, Chuck, Fringe, and  Southland were all picked up for additional seasons (so were many other shows, obviously, but those were the ones in jeopardy).

Also, I have a new home!  My roommates Jocelyn and Gretchen and I signed a lease on a new place on Monday and we’re moving in!  I’m still in Valley Village (so still close to work), but the new place has a pool.  So come party, y’all!


Laughter, Music, & Movies

My weekend so far:

Friday nightBrian Regan at Copley Symphony Hall in San Diego, CA. While the audience was loading in (a full house, of course), they were playing Coldplay (my favorite band) over the speakers.  I was, of course, singing along.

Then Brian’s brother Dennis did the opening act.  He was pretty good, but he was kind of upstaged by the guy doing the sign language for the deaf members of the audience.  The guy doing the sign language was acting out the scenes while signing, and then he was adding in his own commentary.  It was soo hilarious that I was basically just listening to Dennis while watching the guy signing.

There were a few technical glitches during the opening act, so they took a brief break to fix the speakers (feedback is kinda funny, but not during a whole set).

More Coldplay during the intermission, and the audience bought beer and wine by the barrel.  It started to smell like a baseball game in there, but hey, we were all having a good time.

Dennis came out again, but this time to introduce his brother.  Brian comes out, wild applause.  He gets through a couple of jokes, but then a section of the audience stands up and begins shouting at him.

“We can’t hear you!” they yell.

He looks puzzled. “Then you’re sitting in the wrong section,” he says, pointing to the section where the guy is signing, “They can’t hear me either.”

The crowd roars, but eventually Brian stops the show and vows to get the sound fixed for real.  Turns out several sections of the theater had no audio.

After another 15-minute intermission (more Coldplay!), Brian comes out again.

“What an awkward way to start a show.  I’m apologizing!  ‘Hey Brian, how are you starting your show these days?’ ‘Well, I walk out, get down on my knees, and beg for forgiveness.’ How’s that for an opening joke?”

But the crowd was a forgiving one (the alcohol might have helped) and the rest of the night was stellar.

I got home and was bumming around on Twitter (find me and follow me!) when I saw that Coldplay (my favorite band) had a free album out!  I KNOW!!!!

So a night full of great comedy and free music.

Saturday:

I saw two of the greatest movies of the year so far:

Star Trek (duh!) and Taken.  You already know about Star Trek, so I’ll sell Taken instead.

Taken stars Liam Neeson (Love Actually, voice of Aslan from Chronicles of Narnia) as Bryan Mills, a former “preventer” for the United States government.  But when his only child Kim (played by Lost‘s Maggie Grace) is kidnapped in Paris and sold into slavery, Mills vows, “I will find you, and I will kill you.”

It’s a short movie, only an hour and a half, but it’s so tense, full of action (Neeson can still kick butt, even at the age of 56), and I’ll admit it – I like the idea of the dad doing anything and everything to save his daughter.

It was always just a personal vendetta – get Kim back.  He wasn’t about busting a drug ring, exposing crooked politicians, or killing mass murderers.  It was only just about getting his daughter back.

So…

In conclusion:

See live: Brian Regan.

See in theaters: Star Trek.

Rent: Taken.

Listen to: Coldplay.

(Bonus music tip: download Plain White T’s “1, 2, 3, 4″)


It’s Friday, Y’all!

Hello.

It’s finally Friday.  It’s been a long week.  Tours are about a busy as usual (250 people a day, on average) but the heat (100 degrees HOT, not so average) has for an exhausting week.

So here’s to 9 more hours of work, and then the weekend!

If you find yourself with some time on your hands today, say, about 4 minutes of time, then watch this video.  Well, wait, let me preface the vid: it’ll only make sense/be hilarious to you if you’ve seen at least one episode of HBO’s Entourage.  If you haven’t, you might only think the vid is disrespectful or just stupid.

And no matter what you’re doing tonight… WATCH DOLLHOUSE!!!!!  9pm, Fox, Dollhouse.  Watch it.  It’s the season finale.

When you’re done watching Dollhouse, watch the “Obamtourage” video again.

Enjoy!

Obamtourage


Dollhouse

Why the FRAK is no one watching it?!?

You’d think at least the Buffy/Angel/Firefly/Dr. Horrible fans would at least be watching it.  (By the way, Dollhouse creator Joss Whedon also wrote episodes for The Office and worked on the screenplays for Alien: Resurrection and Toy Story.)

But I think I’m the only one.  And tonight’s episode was so fraktacular and so shocking and so full of geek-out moments that I am far too wired to sleep.

My little cat thinks it’s strange that I’m up so late, but what can I tell her?  I want to watch the episode again.  And again.  But I probably shouldn’t.

I know most of you have never even heard of the show.  It’s not your fault.  (Shame on you, Fox, for only pimping the show around your failed Terminator:SCC show – you’d already lost the viewers, so who the heck was gonna see the ads for the the best new show on your network?!)

But now’s your chance.  Lock yourself in a room with your computer and headphones.  Go to Fox’s page for Dollhouse here and watch the past 3 episodes, and then watch Briar Rose.

Go on.  Call me when you’re done, and we’ll discuss.

Also, any true BSG fan should be watching.  It’s Helo, y’all!

If you’re of an older viewing demographic (read: you’re 50 or older), and all this sci-fi stuff just kinda goes over your head, hear this:

Joss Whedon is a third-generation TV writer.  The man’s got pedigree.  His grandpa was a writer for The Donna Reed Show and Leave It To Beaver, and Whedon’s dad wrote for The Dick Cavett Show, Alice, and Benson.  It’s like Joss can’t help but be a brilliant writer.

So would y’all just give Dollhouse a chance?  Joss Whedon is a true master of his craft and Dollhouse is the quintessence of “must-see tv.”

WATCH IT!

Dollhouse=Genius!

(in the photo: Tahmoh Penikett, Joss Whedon, Eliza Dushku)


Updates

It’s been a while, so here’s a quick update:

- Still working at Warner Brothers.  LOVE the studio, the company, the people.  I’m where I need to be.

- Making new friends, forging new bonds, expanding my horizons.  My life is what I never thought it could be.  I’m overwhelmed.

- I am still doing the Academy Award winners for Best Pictures, but I have decided to skip (for now) the next film on the list.  Cavalcade is impossible to find.  It’s not on DVD, and no one has the VHS.  So yeah, up next is a personal fav and a film that I already own, It Happened One Night with Claudette Colbert and Clark Gable.  :-)

- I am moving.  Staying in LA, staying in NoHo/Burbank area (hopefully), but moving out of my condo on Westpark.  The roommates and I are all just moving on.  It’s time that we stop living together.  Things are all good, it’s just time.

- I am making a BIG decision here and am booting either House (!!) or The Big Bang Theory and How I Met Your Mother from my DVR queue so that I can watch the season two finale (note: I’m praying it’s NOT the SERIES finale) of Chuck live.

WATCH IT.  Monday night, 8pm, NBC.  Chuck.  Watch it.  Star-studded, action-packed, hilarity-infused – you can’t have a better Monday night.  Seriously, watch it live or online at NBC.

Chuck with Guns


Grand Hotel

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Berlin’s plushest, most expensive hotel is the setting where, in the words of Dr. Otternschlag, “people come, people go. Nothing ever happens.”

The doctor is usually drunk, so he misses the fact that Baron von Geigern (John Barrymore) is broke and trying to steal eccentric dancer Grusinskaya’s (Greta Garbo) pearls. He ends up stealing her heart instead.

Powerful German businessman Preysing (Wallace Beery) brow beats Kringelein (Lionel Barrymore), one of his company’s lowly bookkeepers, but it is the terminally ill Kringelein who holds all the cards in the end.

Meanwhile, the Baron also steals the heart of Preysing’s mistress, Flaemmchen (Joan Crawford), but she doesn’t end up with either one of them in the end…

Grand Hotel reminds me of Gosford Park or Clue.  A bunch of random people gather at a large house or hotel, and throughout the course of the movie, we discover how their lives are connected.

Doing a little research online, I found out that Grand Hotel was originally conceived by an MGM production chief as one of the first All-Star vehicles. Conventional wisdom at the time was that you put no more than one or two of your biggest stars in a picture, so as to lower production cost and to maximize profits. Grand Hotel featured 5 of MGM’s top tiered stars and was one of the highest grossing pictures in studio history.

Of course, any time you have more than one or two stars on set, there are bound to be some problems.

There are no scenes where Garbo and Crawford are in the same frame.  This was done to eliminate the possibility that one star might upstage the other. And Crawford was irked by Garbo’s insistence on top billing and decided to take her revenge. Knowing that Garbo loathed tardiness and Marlene Dietrich in equal measures, Crawford played Dietrich records between shots and made sure to arrive late on set.

Also, I think this is the only film I’ve ever seen Greta Garbo in.  Or John Barrymore, Lionel Barrymore, or even Joan Crawford.  Hmm… I wonder if I’ll run into them again as I continue to make my way through the list of Best Picture winners.