Friday, May 12, 2006

the view is some crazy wacky shit

Today is" Day One" at the TONY'S offices located in a hotel called FLATOTEL, on 52nd street between 6th and Broadway, close to Radio City. Looking out 45 stories up. I have to say, this is the best editing situation ever, we put the AVID by the windows- but it's all view really, and the AVID looks like a flying machine now more than ever.
There is also a balcony. EVERYONE who has been in here today, has pleaded with me not to swan dive off of it--when the shit hits the fan, yelling "SO LONG SUCKERS!" and flipping off people as a last look.
No death wish here, I told them, I'd rather BBQ tofu dogs on the balcony- let's see if I can pull that one off.

But seriously folks, working with White Cherry has been all about the view so far, I have had windows- lots of them, that shit is important- especially if you live in NYC and haven't had the privilege of a room with a view...that reminds me:

My friend Sally, an artist, from Madrid, has this video about people who worked at WTC who shared stories about the view out of their office windows. She had problems getting it screened in NYC because she had interviews with two guys who died on 9/11 from WINDOWS ON THE WORLD- they were kitchen staff, with a great view, they were happy and proud of their view in the video, and were the only ones who really appreciated her asking them about it.

Monday, May 08, 2006

tomorrow, tomorrow

Tomorrow I will be performing an exorcism.

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Whiter teeth and a brighter future

Dear America,
Do you suffer from low energy? When someone asks you how you are feeling, do you respond "fine" even though you have a hang nail and stayed up late smoking too many cigs, tossin' back cheap whiskey and rollin' stogies on your mexican lady's thigh?

Do you smile on cue?

Here's the fix- if you want that promotion....teeth whitening, in a box, now, GO...get thee to the corner drug store, and drop 30 bucks! GO FOR THE GOLD cadillac of teeth whiteners...it will be a brighter 2 weeks in your otherwise, seemingly, low watt existence.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Who will host the Tony's?

Today I asked the almighty google what butch male actors had the skeleton known as high school musical theater in their backgrounds...knowing that Oprah said no to hosting the Tony's, I sense the director is asking for this research for an opening number bit to then reveal the host- still top secret.
I came up with tough guys like Wesley Snipes, Brad Pitt and Edward Norton. Ok posters, now's your chance to "weigh in" on what is called: "John Travolta types" -dudes that don't look like they dance.
PS_ I already know that Matt Damon did Pippin.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

i'm just not that threatening

I counted cars again today. This time i stood at the foot of the Manhattan Bridge. It's a major truck thoroughfare, and i got hooted and hollared at by truckers. I felt so suspicious standing there, facing traffic, with my clipboard and backpack and little counters from Staples. The counters hang from my wrists by rubber bands, the way the pen hangs from the clipboard by a shoelace. I've got the hookup.

I'm standing there thinking some cop is going to come over and ask me what i'm doing. I'll say i'm counting cars, "See - there's my clipboard!". He'll ask me to put my hands up. When i do, he'll see the shiny metal things hanging from them. I'm thinking about Amadou Diallo, wondering if cops are still as trigger happy as they were under Giuliani. As i'm thinking this, a guy leans out of a commercial van and makes kissing sounds at me.

My next observation point was at the corner of Sara D. Roosevelt Park, watching the traffic come off the bridge in another direction. I had my back to a sunken ballfield full of Chinese senior citizens doing tai chi. I overheard the following conversation:

Hipster chick: Hey neighbor! You're up early.
Hipster guy: What up girl. It's the crack of dawn.
Hipster chick, looking at me: Something is up in this city today, right?
Hipster guy: Yeah, somethin is up. It don't feel right.

Apparently i am a sign of doom.

I returned to my paranoia about getting questioned by police. I ran through a list in my head of different types of identification i had on me - - which ones were more legitimate, and which were easier to get. My work ID could be a fake, but it's in my front pocket and it's got a big American flag on it... just as i'm thinking this, an NYPD truck starts back up right onto where i'm standing. I moved; it took my spot. Two cops sat in the front, drinking coffee and blocking pedestrian traffic, and one cop got out and started pulling over trucks. I guess they were doing random searches. I stood right next to the cop van and kept counting. I felt like I had a police escort for the rest of the morning.

** Fact: "New York's Boldest" refers to NYC Corrections Officers, just as the police are "New York's Finest", the sanitation workers are "New York's Strongest" and the firemen are, i suppose, "New York's Best Looking." No wait, they're "Bravest."

Monday, May 01, 2006

bomb sniffing dog

Back in NY and back out on the street hustling for a gig with more $ per week. On the way to a job interview with Lion TV, I was riding the subway and there was a bomb sniffing dog in the car hanging out next to me. He seemed very friendly despite the obvious pressures of his work. He let me pet him, even though he was on duty, working on a noisy, moving subway with smelly people that he could lean over and smell-with full respect from everyone. People were asking the handler if they could pet him and then they would thank him for the work he was doing, and say while petting him: "what a great job you are doing, GOOD BOY!"

When I got to the interview, the woman who interviewed me asked about which subjects interested me more as a producer: the history of the SUV, the history of the Skyscaper or the history of the bomb.
I thought the history of the skyscraper would be cool, cause the history of the bomb seems so general, I mean -what bomb? Or, what kind of bomb... never say bomb on a plane...These thoughts ran thru my mind, along with images of the bomb sniffing dog.
I wonder if the bomb sniffing dog knows the history of the bomb sniffing dog?
That show is interesting to me as a producer. Maybe I will just do the Tonys.