Resolutions!

Time for some New Years resolutions! What am I going to say that I want to do in 2009, do a good job of following through for awhile then slowly let it teeter away?

First and foremost I resolve to ring in the new year drunk! My reason for this is last year I spent New Years Eve sleeping in bed because I was going to wake up at 4am to plow snow for multiple hours. This year I don't have to. I've already got the champagne chillin' in my fridge.


I want to continue networking and building myself as a commodity in this town. This means interacting with other people in the industry more regularly by going to parties and doing whatever I can to gain exposure to different players in Hollywood.

Obviously continuing to workout is on there. It'll be a great stress reliever and being good-looking in this town is always a benefit.

I want to continue with my writing and always be working on developing my ideas into outlines and screenplays. I don't want to stay an assistant forever and want to see my passion projects make it to the big screen one day.

I want to build my circle of friends in LA. I already have a good group going but the more people you know, the better. Plus that means more people for me to make fun of and those already in my circle won't be picked on as much. I think Jon, Pete and Dave (a.k.a. the stupid WOP) find that to be a good thing.

I'd like to find a girl to have a casual relationship where we can hang out, watch movies, fool around, go out to eat every now and then and other activities like such. What I don't want is to live in fear that she's planning the rest of her life with me. I'm just not mature enough for that yet.

I want to explore this city more. There are some really cool parts of LA that I want to see and become more familiar with. Santa Monica especially. Due to the fact that I want to move there eventually. I love the beach.

I'm sure there are other things I will resolve to do better in the new year but these are some of the top ones for me. Especially getting drunk tonight!

UPDATE: using your likeness

UPDATE: At the request of an unnamed friend her name has been removed from my character list. It wasn't meant as a reflection on her character. Now I'll have to use her name in something else much more depraved (I'm a good friend like that).

As some of you already know I'm using your names for characters in some of the stories I'm writing. I'm tending to use them in humorous ways that are nothing like your character. Some of you I am however using your names with characters that I'd consider you similar to.

Eric is a shining example of this. I've already discussed this with him and he actually contributed a tiny bit of writing to his character. I had the idea for the character and what his purpose would be in the overall story. Initially I wrote his name just to help me get past a writers block than I really liked it in the story and the character seemed like an Eric.

Here are some characters/names I currently have:

Tyler Jones - "Screw You!" - a smooth-talking, ladies man who is happy with his bachelor status and hooks up with a different woman every night. He's highly confident and doesn't want to settle down with one woman.

Jon Berkas - Untitled Spring Break Movie - a lethal business man who uses his property development company as a front for his human trafficking ring. He hires people to do his dirty work while he reaps all the rewards.

Some characters I'm considering:

Ashley - "BLD" - a pure and virginal college senior who's had a crush on the same guy all through college.

Jen Beio - Untitled Hollywood Movie - A foul-mouthed, Hollywood junior-executive who has no problem selling her soul to the Devil to help get a big-budget movie made and a big paycheck in her bank account.

Dave Stella - Untitled Hollywood Movie - a struggling actor who pays his bills working for a crappy Italian restaurant as a giant bowl of spaghetti and meat balls on Sunset Boulevard.

These characters are normally going to be supporting to the leads and help define the main characters. They're not the main characters but they're pivotal to the story and will provide dynamic interactions that should make the stories interesting.

I will continue to spend excess amounts of time on Facebook looking at my friends names and seeing which names and people I like for characters I'm developing.

Some names I'm currently trying to create characters for:

Jake Dunneback, Peter Engle, Chris Harper, Cherie Michaud, Ross Hathaway, Bridget Swerecki, Nicci Zbikowski, Rani Stutz, Sarah Monterusso, Brittany Beede, Jess Burdette, Saif Yusoof, Audra Van Duinen and more.

Vacation

I was in Michigan from the morning of the 24th to the afternoon of the 28th (hence my lack of posting during that time) and had a great time despite the generally crappy weather. When I first landed in Detroit and saw snow everywhere and piled high I realized it wouldn't be that hard for me to fly back to LA.

When I left the airport and my family drove me home it felt like I'd only been gone a couple days. Everything was how I remembered it, even the cold, wintry weather. One of the first comments I made to my family was how we should look into having Christmas on the west coast next year due to the much better weather.

I went to church that evening where I ran into a couple people I knew from high school including Erin, my date for senior prom. It was a rather awkward interaction given that we hadn't spoken to each other in a year or two if not longer and we attempted to play catch up as she slid past me down the pew with her family right behind her. It was nice seeing her but after she slid past me I didn't talk to her the rest of the service and that didn't bother me.

It's by no means anything against her. She's an awesome person, but it's that I was with my family amd she was with hers.I was more focused on conversing with my parents, Sara and Tom. I was back to see those truly close to me (and also the people who still put up with me and my shenanigans. I would've conversed with Steph as well but she didn't go to Church. Silly Buddhist) and wasn't going to worry so much about people I randomly crossed paths with.

When I saw my close friends that I wanted to we ate at Vitale's and it was good. I haven't found a pizza place out here yet that's equal in the quality of the pizza. It was nice swapping stories and seeing how everyone's been fairing in their own lives.

I've concluded Eric needs to come visit the west coast. He seems miserable being a flight instructor in Kalamazoo and the sunshine out here would be good for him. Plus all the potential "unicorns" for him to creep on. He's very good at that.

p.s. Sorry this post seemed kinda boring, I'll try and spice it up later on.

Hero

This guy might be my hero.


This is amazing.

Family Time

My little sister's got it in her head that it's ok for her to take my bedroom over christmas break and force me to sleep in another room in my parent's house. She seems to have my parents and older sister on board for this as well which will make my fight that much harder and chances are I will fail. She's a devious one.

I am taking suggestions for retribution tactics though for this crime she's committed against her only brother. I realize this seems quite trivial (because to everyone else it should be) but that room has always been my room. My sisters have swapped rooms with each other over the years but my room has always been my room.

It wont feel right sleeping in another room of my house unless I get really drunk and pass out there. Plus she's probably using my TV and DVD player.

It's not going to feel the same sleeping in the Nipple Room (we call it that because the ceiling light looks like a giant nipple) as it would in my room. for 10 years it was my bedroom and now my little sister is taking everything that's sacred and trying to kick me out and let her stupid cats take over (don't get me wrong, I love cats, but these ones are taking over my bedroom).

I suspect a couple snowball fights and me whitewashing her a few times in the front yard will take care of any pain and suffering I might have.

Watch out, Steph.

Tatted Up

I might get a new Tattoo over break. I was conversing with Tom (Bro-in-law/partner in mischief) and he mentioned he got a gift card for a tattoo parlor and I thought well that's a good reason for me to get another one. I'm really considering getting another tattoo.

I'm open to any and all suggestions people might have. I've thought about getting a sleeve on my right arm that's of the Ninja Turtles beating up Shredder. Another one I've thought about in keeping with the TMNT aesthetic is getting Sai's (for those of you dumbasses who don't know they're Raphael's, the red turtles', weapon) on my hips.

I've also thought about getting a replica of the Hollywood sign across my shoulders. I think that'd show a real dedication to this town that not many people have shown before. The point is I want the tattoo to mean something.


I want it to be something when people look at it they get it. My "III" people get pretty much right away (unless I tell them it's the ladder to my heart then they look at me like I've lost my mind. I have, but not because of that). I'm looking for something else that is instantly understood and I feel that Ninja Turtle Sai's would get across the message I want to send. Don't fuck with me, I know karate.

Oh, I could get that tattooed across my shoulders. Now that'd be badass.

More Screeners!

I love these screeners being sent out for awards consideration. It's very awesome and allows me to watch great movies in the comfort of my own home before they're out in theaters or before they're officially released on DVD.

Over the weekend I saw "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button" and "Revolutionary Road" and holy crap were they awesome. Two very different movies but both were equally superb. I still can't get over how good they were.

"Button" is this fantastical story that shows what life could be like if lived in reverse. It has a quality of magical realism where obviously a man would never be born old only to age backwards but if it were to happen this is what the story would probably be like. The emotions that are captured in it are universal and speak to everyone.


To me this film is a great example of classic filmmaking with modern story telling. It's very epic in scope but you can tell it's a David Fincher film if you're familiar with his work ("Fight Club," "Se7en," and "Zodiac"). One of the best sub plots of the film was this old man who kept asking Benjamin Button if Ben knew that he'd been struck by lightning seven times.

There were these beautiful shots throughout the film that gave it this romantic feel, old time Hollywood feel. The acting was superb as well. Brad Pitt and Cate Blanchett have great chemistry together and really inhabit these characters. I've always been a fan of Pitt's work, especially his collaborations with Fincher.

"Revolutionary Road" also possesses this magnificent story about a young couple that meet at a party one night and wind up a suburban family who want to escape that life. I loved this movie because I identified with how the characters always wanted more out of their lives and not wanting to buy into the notion that everyone should have a family right away and settle down in the suburbs.


Frank and April Wheeler (Leonardo DiCaprio & Kate Winslet) find themselves years down the line from when they first met living an empty life on Revolutionary Road in some no-name suburb of New York City. They always talk about moving to Paris and how doing so will reinvogorate their life the way it first was when they met.

It's a great story about two people who are bored with their lives and try to get more out of it but struggle to do so. The emotional pain they go through during the course of the movie is overwhelming and they rip each others heads off. Both Leo and Kate turn in great performances and Sam Mendes does another great job of looking at American Life. He closely examines our desires to long for more in our lives and what pushes us to our breaking points.

"Road" had probably the best dialogue of any film I've seen this year. It was absolutely ruthless. Whenever they would fight they'd tear each other a new one.

The scene stealer was Michael Shannon as John Givings. He had the meatiest part by far and took no prisoners in his performance as a brilliant but clinically insane mathematician. He tears into his couple of scenes and left me in awe. The writing is full of complex emotions and someone is always looking for some sort of escape from this suburban life.

It's not a happy-go-lucky kind of movie though so don't watch it and expect to walk out with a big smile on your face. But it's a great fucking movie.

I don't think these posts did the movies anywhere near justice so go out and see them. They are both great movies and people will be talking about them. Don't be a dumbass and miss out on seeing them.

The Spice of Life

Through conversation with Bridget I came up with what might be the idea of the century. Making the nipple shirt in more than just white t-shirts!

A Nipple shirt in blue, one in black, gray and any other color I might find my nipples to look appealing in. I used to think with the nipple shirt a plain, white tee was the way to go but now the sky's the limit.

Imagine my nipples beaming through a t-shirt as blue as the summers' sky. That'd be magnanimous!

Ah, the possibilities there are in this life. And just think. Yesterday I was talking about needing some adventure in my life then this comes along. Today will be a great day.

Here's an old pic of the nipple shirt at it's premiere:

Screeners!

A perk of my job that I've recently attained and will continue to use for the next couple months is Screeners. Wahoo! Screeners are DVD's of films up for awards consideration that are sent out to various people in the entertainment industry for them to watch before they vote for the Golden Globes, Oscars, etc.

I asked my boss if I could borrow some his movies after he's seen them and he thankfully said yes. Last night I watched the movie "Defiance" with Daniel Craig, Liev Schreiber and Jamie Bell about Jews in World War II who live in the woods and fight to survive against the Nazi's.

I'm a huge fan of World War II movies and especially anything where the underdogs fight back. This was a great movie directed by Edward Zwick ("Blood Diamond," "Glory," Legends of the Fall") that has a fascinating subject matter which is the true story of the Bielski Brothers who helped save around 1,200 Jews from being killed by the Nazi's.

I'm hoping that this weekend I'll be able to get my hands on "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button." That movie looks awesome and I'm a huge fan of both the director, David Fincher ("Fight Club" & "Se7en") and Brad Pitt (you already know a lot of his movies) so I'm really excited for it. I'm even more excited about the prospect of not having to pay for it. Yay.

Some of the other screenres I'm hoping to get my hands on are "Revolutionary Road," "Frost/Nixon," "Seven Pounds," and "Slumddog Millionaire." Seeing as movies are a little more expensive in LA than Michigan it'd be nice to see these on the cheap, especially since we have a nice TV at home. Sorry Film Industry, I'm not making enough money to regularly support the process just yet by forking over my cash for your overpriced tickets.

Livin' Life

I've always regarded myself as someone who's normally up for some sort of adventure. Anything from merely checking out a different neighborhood in a city, trying a new bar or going bungee jumping spur of the moment at some random tower off a Tennessee highway. I've always liked shaking things up in my life and trying to get as many different experiences as I can.

I got onto this train of thought while having a discussion with Jon and made a sarcastic comment about him getting a form notarized being exciting. I stopped and thought to myself that aside from the mini-bender I went on this past Friday evening and sinking a 20 foot putt Sunday afternoon I haven't really done anything overly thrilling or adventurous lately. I've been working a lot and making real progress in my career by becoming an assistant but I haven't had any sort of adventures.

Going back to Michigan will provide me with a nice change of pace. I'll get to spend time with my family and some very close friends (sorry to all of you not so close friends, the very close one's have dealt with my bullshit for far longer thus more deserving of my time) but I don't foresee myself doing anything that'll get my heart racing.

For me that's always been something I try and find in my life. Moments that make my heart race or excite me in a way that feels euphoric (take that how you will, I know the sexual connotations are there). For me life has always been about the journey and to try and make it as exciting as possible. In the end we're all going to be dead so we might as well enjoy it the best we can.

I don't know if I'm enjoying life to the fullest right now. You can ask my roommates about my attitude when I come home from work and they'll tell you where my spirits generally are. I want to have this burst of excitement where I get chills or nervous. Where I'm unsure about something but still cavalier enough to go through with it.

I think I'm going to pull my bucket list out soon and try to cross a few things off. It's not a case of I'm depressed about my life. I'm not by any means. I'm very happy and grateful for where I'm at and what I'm doing. There are so many people in LA who would love to be an executive assistant and I am one at 23. I'm in a great place with my career, my personal life is doing well (wouldn't mind more constant female companionship) and I get to see my family soon.

I'm just trying to get more out of my life, find more enjoyment and excitement beyond work. I think it's a great thing to keep striving for more and wanting to get more out of life. I think life is what you make it and I want to make it a fuckin' party. When I'm dead and people are celebrating my life I want them to say I lived and I had fun. I took chances and I have some stories.




















p.s. I'm going to request that my WOP buddy, Dave, share some of our drunken stories that took place in the bars and on the streets of Grand Rapids. I also want him to get a tattoo on his back that says "That's a spicy meat-a-ball!"

Content

I was conversing last night with Jon about the content of my page and he had some good insights for me that I wasn't thinking too critically about in the early stages of my blog. I realize that now's the time to start incorporating these things as the sooner I can generate interest the better.

This post isn't going to contain these updates seeing as I'm not at my normal computer, but the one in my office. I will try and get pictures up soon and other things that will create more content for my sight.

My main goal with this site though will still be the content of my posts and what I want to talk about. I do want to have something for everyone but mostly want to make it what I want to spout off about.

I'm sorry this post didn't contain any humor in it or new content (ironic given that's what it was about. And there's your humor) but I'll do my damnedest to make the next one a thing of beauty.

Pics

Pictures of the Nipple Shirt can be found far back in my Facebook pictures for those interested. Perverts. And I'm really drunk in them. Shocking.

Packing for vacation

I'm heading home next week to Michigan to see my family and a few select friends (sorry, I won't get to see everyone. I'm a hot commodity from Hollywood now. Not really but I like to think so). I'm really excited about that because I've barely seen my family since I moved to California back in April and haven't seen most of my friends since than either.

In preparation for my sojourn I'm beginning to think about what I'm going to pack seeing as I want to pack light. My goal is to only have my rollerboard and computer bag for the trip and I'm fairly confident I can pull that off. I'm trying to limit myself to basics like jeans, socks, underwear and sweatshirts and comfy shoes. After all the people I'm going to see already know and (for the most part) love me. I don't have a need to impress them (Cherie I might try to. After all, I'm going to convince her to marry me one day).

One of the items I am debating whether or not to bring is my Nipple Shirt. Yes. I'm highly considering bringing my nipple shirt back to Michigan with me. I assume that most of you know what my nipple shirt looks like or have seen some pictures of me in it. Some have had the true fortune of seeing it in person.

My family hates this shirt though. My parents are truly appalled by the fact I would even find it remotely humorous to wear it. Clearly they zone out when I am shooting my mouth off 95% of the time. This shirt is right up my alley in terms of character, spirit and enjoyment of life.

The biggest fan of this shirt is my Brother-in-Law, Tom. He's really proud of the fact that I wear this shirt with conviction and any lack of respect for myself and those closest to me. For him, I've had two shining moments with that T-shirt.

The first one was his introduction to it when I wore it to his and my older sister Sara's Halloween party a year ago. I was dressed as Maverick from "Top Gun," had the leather flight jacket, aviators and bravado down. I whipped off the jacket and BOOM! Two nipples staring at everyone through a white t-shirt. Sara lowered her head in shame, Tom poured me a shot of tequila.

The second moment of glory was in a Saturday MMA class. I was a little hungover from a wild night before and wasn't taking the class too seriously. I was fighting with a 16 year old kid who was beating me (like I said, I was a little hungover) and I decided that I needed to loosen up a bit and gain a mental advantage. I whipped off my top t-shirt and threw my dukes back up right away. I fought the kid for a couple seconds then stepped back and told him to try and hit me. I spread my arms out to the side a la Vin Diesel in "the Fast and the Furious" and there my nipples were again staring the kid dead in the eye. Needless to say the fight stopped because he was laughing too much.

Later that night I still had the shirt on from class and was at dinner with my family and Dave Stella when Tom let out how I wore the shirt in class. Until that time my parents had no idea about the shirt and I'd managed to save them from some minor disappointment in what I find funny. The cat was out of the bag and I decided to face them with what the nipple shirt was and showed them how despite their best efforts I had a few "personality aspects" that would be deemed by the general population to be socially unacceptable.

Getting back to what I started out writing I'm trying to decide whether or not I want to bring that shirt and all the memories that come with it back to Michigan. I don't know if my little sister, Stephanie, has ever seen it. I know she's already disappointed in the fact that I have it. Maybe I should bring it back just so she can get all the facts and make her judgements after seeing it?

I Need a Muse

Like the title says, I need a muse. Someone who will spark my creative flow and help me dive head first into my writing.

She needs to be a woman who will stimulate my soul in a way that only few have (plenty of women have stimulated me in other ways but that will be addressed at another point in time. I'm sure the perverts can hardly wait). Looking back on my interactions with those women one of the common qualities, aside from being beautiful, they've possessed is this calming ability over me. I'm instantly relaxed around them and at the same time in the best mood.

I'm in search of a muse because I'm trying to write a love story (I know, I find it amusing as well). This story is going to be a on grand scale with Hollywood/Los Angeles as its setting. She needs to help me find the passion that explodes out of these characters.

I've got ideas for some great sequences and the overall flow of the story but I just don't have the emotional connection to it yet (I'm also trying to not get into too many details as to not let my idea get stolen). I want the love between the two main characters to be something that everyone strives to find in their life.

I want girls to yearn for the main guy, but at the same time have him be a character that guys would want to be friends with. The girl will be desired by all men, but like the male character, she'll be accepted by other females. Plus, I want her to be Australian. Those accents melt my heart.

I've obviously thought about girls I've dated previously, hooked up with, had real strong feelings for but was a little too late in sharing them and pretty much any girl I thought would be good in bed. Those thoughts are good (sometimes really good) but they only get me so far in building that emotional connection. They ended for one reason or another (usually me running my mouth or being emotionally unavailable. They often coincided with each other) and it's hard to continuously build strong, romantic emotions on a relationship or fling that did not end well.

I should probably try meeting girls in places other than bars. One of my goals in life is to be able to say I met my wife at a bar but I think the frozen pizza section of Ralph's (west coast grocery store for those unfamiliar) would also be a nice spot to meet a lady. I know my family would be more accepting of her, also.

Getting back to the original point of the post. I need a muse. If anyone has any single, preferably beautiful, female friends in LA who are looking for a guy, send them my way. I'll try not to be a complete ass, I am trying to change after all, but my track record speaks for itself.

If she just wants to fool around that's fine with me too. I won't mind.

It's about time...

Well, it's about time I started my own blog. As anyone who knows me will say I usually have something to talk about (or I'm just talking to talk). With my new job and the fact that I'm pretty much chained to my desk and computer I might as well find a way to pass the time and share my thoughts.

I'm debating whether or not I'll want my parents to know about this site due to some of the content that I might be writing. Generally they know pretty much everything I do because I tell them (often to make my mother grimace and wonder where she went wrong raising me) but sometimes I like to spare some of the details (marathon puke sessions from too much alcohol consumption, dalliances of sorts with females, nearly getting arrested or anything else that they'd be legitimately disappointed in me doing).

I know this is a rather lame post which is unfortunate given that it's my first. I probably should start with some amazing story about one of my Hollywood excursions (I don't really have many at the moment except for learning I don't want to be a career assistant in this town). I'm not going to.

My intention with this blog is to be as uncensored as I can without truly disappointing those closest to me. I also plan on being highly sarcastic and at times a lil' filthy.

I want to thank Jon for coming up with the "by George!" part of the name for this blog and then my own creative mind for adding (the Third) to it. I was wracking my brain trying to come up with something genius and was looking for all sorts of help and Jon provided this gem to me. Thanks, Jon. If I get home in time I'll make brats tonight. If not, I'll make them some other time.

One of my less humorous friends, Bridget, thought I should make it as an ode to her. Playing along with this notion I described to her how I could open the blog with a post going:

"Dear World,

Bridget (last name left out for her privacy) is the best. I'm saving up money by turning tricks on the weekend. I'm doing this to pay for a sex change and facial reconstructive surgery so I can look just like her. She is my hero and the person who validates living for me. I want to be the best transsexual version of her there is. I will stop at nothing to be like her."

She thought it was perfect. I realized I am more funny than she is.

I look forward to writing more anecdotes, discussing my opinions, thoughts (it's socially acceptable now-a-days for a girl to put out on a first date, right?), beliefs (that I'm very funny and good-looking) and anything else I want to. It's my fucking blog. deal with it.

- George III



p.s. I told Bridget I might be better looking as her as a trannie than she is and that she'd be in for some competition in terms of who'd be the better looking Bridget. She replied "That's true."