tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895Fri, 26 Feb 2010 15:08:16 +0000Daily thoughts and work in progresshttp://www.davideddie.com/noreply@blogger.com (David)Blogger60125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-1804102841674338724Tue, 23 Feb 2010 15:05:00 +00002010-02-25T23:47:56.547-05:00Pardon me, everyone, for my silence over the last couple of years. I'm back! Let me just see if this still works.http://www.davideddie.com/2010_02_01_archive#1804102841674338724noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-116467329084086782Mon, 27 Nov 2006 23:53:00 +00002006-11-27T19:21:31.116-05:00when we buy clothes a part of us is trying to figure out who we really are, right?so I'm sitting in a show store trying to decide between these really funky cowboy boots with a pointy toe and a pair of boots that are a "take" on the motorcycle boot.and I'm asking every girl that comes in what do they think. opinion is divided. the sales girls give me opinions, but I'm worried about this problem http://www.davideddie.com/2006_11_01_archive#116467329084086782noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-115081545094205052Tue, 20 Jun 2006 14:06:00 +00002006-06-20T11:03:03.736-04:00'sup. hey I'm gonna write a story for Toro (men's mag) about the maybe semi-resurgence/mini-renaissance of "masculinist" literature and its curious connection to the Internet. Maddox's book The Alphabet of Manliness debuted at #4 on the NYT bestseller list, and that is a pure internet phenomenon.He's got a strong POV. I like his idea of the new "hetrosexual":"In a world where metrosexuals--http://www.davideddie.com/2006_06_01_archive#115081545094205052noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-114710413032798274Mon, 08 May 2006 15:37:00 +00002006-05-08T12:02:12.146-04:00"My wallet's gone! My wallet's gone!" -- Morty Seinfeld.Just as there is no feeling worse than losing your wallet, there is no greater joy than getting it back again. It's better than sex!Though that statement is less true these days than it once was. When I lost my wallet yesterday (dropped it in the liquor store, retrieved it from the cops with $60 cash intact) I realized, all the information http://www.davideddie.com/2006_05_01_archive#114710413032798274noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-114384569523278697Fri, 31 Mar 2006 22:34:00 +00002006-03-31T17:54:55.283-05:00Ever have a fight with a person? I'm having a fight with a store. It's a long, probably exquisitely boring story, but the short version is: they promised me this suit which I needed for a wedding, and didn't deliver.I wandered into the store when a Hugo Boss representative was there and they said they were getting two, cheap, in my size, 48 Tall, and so I said "Put me down for one. I really need http://www.davideddie.com/2006_03_01_archive#114384569523278697noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-114279343917925213Sun, 19 Mar 2006 17:39:00 +00002006-03-19T13:42:35.573-05:00week of maculine activities/society. poker thursday night. a terrible pitched battle. down most of the night, had to fight like a demon to pull myself out of the hole. walk out of there a lousy double-sawbuck up.but i must win, my bloggies (ooh the new eminem is on the radio, I'm diggin' it), there's a terrible pressure. as I left all three of my little waifish children looked up with saucer eyeshttp://www.davideddie.com/2006_03_01_archive#114279343917925213noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-114212401398992686Sat, 11 Mar 2006 23:43:00 +00002006-03-11T19:46:43.510-05:00this will be a slightly disgusting entry, my bloggies, I'm sorry.my friend doug lives a super-decadent lifestyle in San Miguel. A friend who lives down there too just popped by my house today. He was telling me all about it. Every day he (Doug) wakes up at one. Then shaves his dome-- which is ideally, Platonically bald-- and heads down to a local cafe, where he spends so much time they've named http://www.davideddie.com/2006_03_01_archive#114212401398992686noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-114132305619018761Thu, 02 Mar 2006 17:15:00 +00002006-03-02T13:10:56.256-05:00got a big check yesterday-- well, to me it was big. you, perhaps, receive a check like this every other week, but to your poor, wretched, ink-stained narrator, this check (which arrived the day after another check: it never rains but it pours) was a fortune, a king's ransom.so: went downtown, had lunch w/stacy my friend and former copy editor now editor at Random and picked up the tab. I begged http://www.davideddie.com/2006_03_01_archive#114132305619018761noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-114098161596356616Sun, 26 Feb 2006 18:55:00 +00002006-02-26T14:20:16.026-05:00My office is decorated in "crumbling Italian villa" paint job, which if I recall correctly, was achieved with a sort of yellow-y paint, sponges, liberal lashings of plaster. There are patches of plaster here and there-- the beauty of this approach is when I genuinely do nick or scuff or otherwise compromise the integrity of my paint job, I just grab the bucket of plaster lying in the corner, a http://www.davideddie.com/2006_02_01_archive#114098161596356616noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-112960537417380262Tue, 18 Oct 2005 02:53:00 +00002005-10-17T23:16:19.040-04:00right now it's like I've got two wives. got a house guest, fleeing an alcatraz-like relationship in B.C. Pam's best friend.I'll be sitting at my desk. Pam phones. "uncle," I'll say, "I don't feel like cooking tonight." (everything's fun the first 10,000 times you do it and every night I cook two meals: one for kids, one for grownups: that's 14 a week, I'm like a short-order cook). "don't worry, http://www.davideddie.com/2005_10_01_archive#112960537417380262noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-112627438226219907Fri, 09 Sep 2005 13:47:00 +00002005-09-09T09:59:42.270-04:00thought it was interesting what andre agassi said the other night after his gruelling, point-by-point comeback win against what's-his-face. the win of a true champion. what's his face just creamed him in first two sets, then broke his service in the third. i was watching the game, I left to go out at about 11:15, I thought it was over. when I came back at 1, Pam was watching, and I'm like "That http://www.davideddie.com/2005_09_01_archive#112627438226219907noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-112559623823631321Thu, 01 Sep 2005 17:27:00 +00002005-09-01T13:42:19.673-04:00I should have mentioned this before-- havne';t been a good blogger lately-- but "wedding crashers"...well, I know a lot of people liked it.but I had two questions coming out of that movie: 1) how dumb do they think we are? 2) how dumb are we?the real clue was the "artistic" character-- I should say caricature-- that pops up in the second act. he was like something out of a children's puppet show http://www.davideddie.com/2005_09_01_archive#112559623823631321noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-112196199932263033Thu, 21 Jul 2005 15:49:00 +00002005-07-21T12:06:39.330-04:00uh...i got nothing to say. click. dial tone.I've gotta write in this thing, though. it's a beast. I've created it. Now I'm slowly starving it. Like our snake, Jake. It sits in its cage slowly going psychotic. It never comes out. Bought on a whim, now completely forgotten. I change its water, drop a mouse (we keep them frozen in the freezer, then you thaw it in some hot water) in his cage, clean http://www.davideddie.com/2005_07_01_archive#112196199932263033noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-111417801641428108Fri, 22 Apr 2005 13:37:00 +00002005-04-22T09:53:36.416-04:00strange thing happened last night. Pam came home from a memorial-- one of her colleagues, a camera man passed away-- just keeled over in his truck, one night, he'd been in some sort of stakeout situation, and just fell to one side. When they found him the truck was still running. He was young, 37 or 38, and sadly left behind 2 little kids, the age of my younger two, 5 and 3. Came "like a thief inhttp://www.davideddie.com/2005_04_01_archive#111417801641428108noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-111391683056186396Tue, 19 Apr 2005 13:09:00 +00002005-04-19T09:20:30.563-04:00oh yeah this is what it means to be a writer, this is the reality for all you wannabes: I am currently badgering a pregnant woman on maternity leave for $100. "will we never be set free?" (withnail and I). I'm counting on my lovely agent, Jerry K., to set us free.Course that means I have to actually write and finish my script. My brain's starting to get oxygenated now with this weather, so http://www.davideddie.com/2005_04_01_archive#111391683056186396noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-111384017485635904Mon, 18 Apr 2005 15:44:00 +00002005-04-18T12:02:54.856-04:00"nothing is really original anymore." Flow DJ has a point. Everything remade, recycled, old TV shows, etc. #1 at box office; Amityville Horror. Last night Pam and I rented "Swept Away." All I'll say for now is: It'll be very interesting to see Guy Ritchie's next film. Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels: excellent. Snatch: even better. I love Snatch. Snatch is one of my five favorite films: http://www.davideddie.com/2005_04_01_archive#111384017485635904noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-111358231953781665Fri, 15 Apr 2005 16:15:00 +00002005-04-15T12:25:19.540-04:00hammering on the door at 4 a.m. Groggily I answered. A cop. "There's a fire in the garage two doors down. Everybody out of the house."Easier said than done, Mac. Pam shoerhorns herself into skintight jeans, I grab the pair of pants at the top of the pile (brown, crushed velvet-y-- I'm thinking of retiring them, they're too "decadent" and I want my pants to reflect my sympathy with the plight of http://www.davideddie.com/2005_04_01_archive#111358231953781665noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-111349045308384157Thu, 14 Apr 2005 14:36:00 +00002005-04-14T10:54:13.083-04:00maybe blogs are also for confessing deep, dark, dirty secrets. O.K. here's one: I LIKE being owed money. Why? Because I enjoy hassling people for the money they owe me, e.g. this friggin' radio producer. I went on her show a couple of weeks ago-- make it a couple of months (months fly by like weeks now; soon they'll be going by like days). They owe me a lousy, miserable $100. Usually when you do http://www.davideddie.com/2005_04_01_archive#111349045308384157noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-111341110709711332Wed, 13 Apr 2005 16:34:00 +00002005-04-13T12:51:47.096-04:00you know the quote that's posted above my desk, by the way? "thence comes it that my name receives a brand/and almost thence my nature is subdued/to what it works in, like the dyers hand." it...is my motto. I particularly love it because of the unintended, but entirely appropriate, modern twist the first sentence has-- it makes it an even more apt motto for me: I want my name to become a brand http://www.davideddie.com/2005_04_01_archive#111341110709711332noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-111340914734207231Wed, 13 Apr 2005 16:09:00 +00002005-04-13T12:19:07.343-04:00first me, now the dog. "here's your certificate of castration," the vet said. "uh, thanks, I'll have it framed." she gavce me a puzzled look. didn't get my joke, or irony, or whatever it was... murphy's first big milestone, apart from being born. for humans it's birth-marriage-birth of child-book launch-death-- at least, that's it for me, that's how I view it-- I know for a lot of people the wordhttp://www.davideddie.com/2005_04_01_archive#111340914734207231noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-110468372197875258Sun, 02 Jan 2005 16:13:00 +00002005-01-02T11:35:21.976-05:00dec. 12th the last update? christ I can't believe how the weeks fly by. and I get nothing done, nothing happens, "nodoby comes, nobody goes." (s. beckett's "waiting for godot.") I realized, writing an e-mail today: I gotta shake things up in 2005. I'm getting bored, and although I could never be boring, I'm in danger of becoming...marginally less interesting. I need to be slammed up against the http://www.davideddie.com/2005_01_01_archive#110468372197875258noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-110287098782763828Sun, 12 Dec 2004 15:12:00 +00002004-12-12T12:03:07.826-05:00Because he's getting into TV, my friend Rick Marin-- aka "The Cad"-- has zeroed in on the notion of a "quote." Everyone in TV has a "quote." "What's his quote" means "what's he charge to write a script/pilot/whatever." Obviously, the size of your quote depends on your experience, your talent, whatever the market thinks you're worth. The guy writing the pilot for Housebroken: The Possible TV Show,http://www.davideddie.com/2004_12_01_archive#110287098782763828noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-110157054143498168Sat, 27 Nov 2004 15:17:00 +00002004-11-27T10:49:01.433-05:00I'm back. Hey, Mase was gone five years, I've only been gone six months. Mase's return shook up all the Mase-imitators out there, all those who imitated his muttering, too-cool-to-rap style. I thought Fabolous, to name just one, would have to get out the game. But Fabolous came back strong with "Breathe," so anything could happen. I look forward to a bright future where rappers get over their http://www.davideddie.com/2004_11_01_archive#110157054143498168noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-110148553405712365Fri, 26 Nov 2004 16:11:00 +00002004-11-26T11:19:02.896-05:00This is a test of the emergency blogcast system http://www.davideddie.com/2004_11_01_archive#110148553405712365noreply@blogger.com (David)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788895.post-110140243126016154Thu, 25 Nov 2004 18:06:00 +00002004-11-25T12:07:11.260-05:00what's up yo haven't updated this in a while. testing that I cans till even do it. http://www.davideddie.com/2004_11_01_archive#110140243126016154noreply@blogger.com (David)