so I had another Hollywood weekend. I hit this newclun called foxtail... Or something like that. All I can really remember were the playboy playmates and the never ending trail of women my friend knew. Slept in most of sundayand even today. So I decidedto getoff of my ass and head to the beach - where I'm writing from right now. It really strikes me how much we take the little things fir granted in our lives. My buddy Marton and I hit the beach Saturday and he remarked about, though living two blocks away, he was never there. I guess to a certain extent I've gone LA... But then what should I do between projects? I'm working on a new webseries which I hope to film in new York in January. I'll keep y'all up on it Laterz