"...why, really, should I give a fuck?" Answer: "An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader conditions of all humanity" MLK and "All men are interdependent. Every nation is an heir to a vast treasury of ideas and labor to which both the living and the dead of all nations have contributed. Whether we realize it or not, each of us lives eternally 'in the red.' We are everlasting debtors to known and unknown men and women. When we arise in the morning, we go into the bathroom where we reach for a sponge which is provided for us by a Pacific Islander. We reach for soap that is created for us by a European. Then at the table we drink coffee which is provided for us by a South American, or tea by a Chinese, or cocoa by a West African. Before we leave for our jobs we are already beholden to more than half the world." MLKIf ever there was a manifestation of my conscience of the Angel/Devil on my shoulders kind, she would most definitely be the angel. Who else provides the perfect answer to questions I didn't even really know I was asking? Nobody. Amazing. I also love a young woman from Lincoln, Nebraska but she leaves town this morning and I'm contractually obligated to not jump her bones so it's all for not. I'm also working a nice little love affair with sitting poolside at The Standard in the late afternoon drinking Mojitos. I do not, however, love The Saddle Ranch. Whack ass waiters trying to charge me for 96 shots that my table didn't order is not cool. The reality tv synergy there is way too high as well...The Ranch gets the nuh-uh finger wave from now on. This is the kind of week that makes me reconsider my decision to keep Bailey. Since Friday, I've been at home awake for a total of about 4 hours. He's mad neglected right now and there's not much to do about it. My work schedule is getting more hectic, not less, and I may have some big things happening on the horizon with AOL that could possibly keep me busy even more. But I can't really talk about that yet. I can talk about the movie though. Go See It! It may be kind of like porn but that's okay because it's funny. Oh, oooh, what else? Coachella is next weekend. Me & The Lovely Miss Anna Baby rockin' it VIP style. You know how we do. I also will be hiring an assistant in a month. If you've got good writing skills, know the world of reality tv, and aren't afraid of computers, and live in the LA area you might could work for me. Hit me up via email if you want to talk about it.