Still Crazy.

Maybe it's the ash in the air, or the permanent smell of barbecue, but people are suprisingly odd today even for angelenos. While the shopping buzz continues, people make their way in and out of stores as if in a strange fog. And this is even in the Valley, removed from the acutal destruction in Malibu. I guess everyone's feeling the pain for people losing their houses and their homes. Senses are more acute this time of year with holidays that value family and time together. It's really strange as less people cut you off on the freeways and there is patience at the intersections. People even said, "Excuse me" in the market today. Crazy.

I love the market. It's where I really relax. The temperature is nice, you can occasionally take in a misting over the cabbages. In august, nothing is better in the San Fernando Valley, than stepping into the Haagen Daaz display at your local Ralph's. It's also my favorite place to spot Crazys and stalk them. It's all about what you can bring to your character in acting and I do alot of advance shopping with the other sociopaths at the grocery store. People are pretty vulnerable then, easily distracted and prone to suggestion. You can tell alot about people the way the manuver their cart or squeeze the Charmin. Incidentally, veteran commercial actor Dick Wilson passed away last monday at 91. He earned his place in americana as the hyper, and antsy grocer begging people not to squeeze the toilet paper, a role he played for 21 years. His other roles included spots on "McHale's Navy" and "Bewitched". Crazy.





And crazy is as crazy does. J sent me this delightful little pix of my heroines, Sarah Jessica Parker and Madame. I love these puppets for their fashion and humor. I hear they are both back to work, one on tour and one onset. Can't keep an old gal down I guess (without ductape)

Indiana Jones and The Fountain of Youth.

Dateline: HOllYWOOD,
Subject: Script approval (finally) for the fourth installment of the Indiana Jones Franchise.
Release Date: 2008

This just in. By the power of the green, the blue, the red and the white we have been granted a new chapter in archaeology and testosterone. The next Indiana Jones Movie has been given the greenlight by the colors that be: the green-the almighty dollar, the blue-the viagra Callista dreads, the red-where the studio doesnt want to be, and the white-men in a boardroom. Think of this as a DaVinci code of sorts, another aged moviestar follows signs back to the trough of cultural appreciation, under the guise of a god complex.

Harrison Ford has been eligible for social security for the last two years. He has cars older than his lifemate. He's going to play the adventurer that amazed us all in our youth. In his. He's introduced us to his character's father, Sean Connery. If they bring that character back for a cameo in the film, this movie could end up looking like a modern day cocoon. My fertile imagination got ahead of me and I started to dream this movie up. World Wide Release on Memorial Day, just in case. Product tie-ins with Burger King and Metamucil. A gigantic resurgance of whip sales and a corresponding resurgance of whip related injuries in adult residence communities. Fedoras and bomber jackets long since forgotten in attics will be dug out again.

Fade In: the basement of a Waffle House in Daytona, FL.

Indy has found himself defending a group of mentally challenged bussers
from some ravenous realtors who want to convert the restaurant into a stripmall
replete with a Baja Fresh. While fending them off he finds that the building is
built on Ponce de Leon Blvd and the freezer that normally houses waffle batter,
is a gateway to the actual fountain of youth. Indy's gal pal reveals her true nature by trampling over little drooling Hannah to get into the freezer and claim the prize.................................. .

The casting is pretty straightforward for the gal pal, judging from this vehicle, another spotlight craving whore.

(yeah, it's gonna go like this, this year)

Season's Tidings.

The lovely Miss Judy Landers and Madame would like to send their best and breast holiday greetings. Madame loved a good time and had a tv program in the early eighties that formed many a young mo's mind. Miss Landers loved the early eighties when she had a career and many a good time.

Merry Christmas from Spatagram and all it's staff. Hope a couple of sexy puppets find their way into your holiday season or at least on to your hands.