Category Archives: Something Like an Interlude

Misconceptions about Illegal Drugs

It’s Saturday. The folks at 23rd Street usually do some version of crash & burn on the weekend. Currently, I find myself not in exception-mode. But this is fun:

List of Misconceptions about Illegal Drugs (wikipedia)

Gotta love it.

No you don’t.

I’m so burnt.

Alcoholic Whipped Cream

Okay, obviously, I’m all for imbibing spirits. I also like creative culinary creations (in the vein of molecular gastronomy).

Sangria or Mojito Ice Pops… Genius! The bastard child of 2 of my favorite things. Alcohol and Ice Pops. Really. Its sort of crazy… Ice Pops, though probably not really “food” is in the top 5 of my favorite foods.

But may I be the first to say that everything about Whipped Cream infused with alcohol is fucking disgusting. Especially when the marketing department calls it “Cream”.

Thank you, drive thru.

http://givemecream.com/

‘…like crack’

Or rather:

 …like crack : pseudo-hipster “the office”-style.

aka 

The ‘When Drugs & Hipsters Collide’ Ultimate Super-Post!

Awesome! …and also the reason (though an interesting point has been brought up) pseudo-hipsters and hipsters are douche bags.

I mean, I’m not offended when anyone says ‘like crack’. I love it. I wish it spreads and generations and cultures of people start comfortably throwing it around… I mean, like the proverbial grand mother at Thanksgiving or the African kid (that doesn’t speak English) at his tribal gathering.

Nothing would make me happier.

…with the exception of crack.

Brought to you from the crack vault beneath 23rd Street (it’s kind of like a wine cellar for crack. …well, there is wine there, too).

Hollywood ASST

So, again, the author here is going crazy posting semi-off-topic things. I am not trying to alienate. But, to be honest, roughly one-third of my time I was tweaked and wined-calm was on a desk of a Hollywood exec. Which, now, that I think about it is not that uncommon in Hollywood. Maybe a bit uncommon for an assistant. But my most mild, ‘controlled’ and last hurrah was on a desk talking to a client of one of three bosses I had at the time on Mid-Wilshire. Lest we not forget the long ago and faraway “…this took a bit more planning” (which incidentally has been updated with a small time and space thing and makes it a total !must-read!). Well, then, there was that interim thing that I had shortly after.

Why am I telling you any of this? Well, it’s possible to carry-on as a functional human being… furthermore, excel at the human being/efficiency stuff while on meth and 2 buck chuck at 8AM in the morning. And long hours, man. You gotta love what you are doing. Tweaked and balanced-down, I was happy as a clam. Also, gregarious-enough and insightful and able to bring it back around to the parts of the business that related to the parts of art in film. And because I’m going to post this video. You see, even though I am once again, in the city that never sleeps, I will always miss my years in the city that never cares. It was quite serendipitous.

This is a relatively old video, but the folks at 23rd Street love the occasional reminiscing. We promise that we will get back on track with the self-loathing after-drug stuff soon.

[post-blissed-out] quote of the day

I haven’t quoted a movie since my days in the land of bliss, but I thought that this may be something?

 …sometimes, I wonder how I got to be this person. you have a version, in your head, of who you think you are… and then, one day, you realize that you are just this sum total of a bunch of bad decisions and stupid behaviour. 

-the high cost of living

It’s from this film called “The High Cost of Living” (obviously) that I haven’t actually seen. …so, I don’t know if it’s any good. But then again, it’s saturday, so… you know.

Narcissism: The Malady of Me

Yes, this is less drug…

…well, actually directly not-drug-related-at-all; but from time-to-time, I find that anyone that would garner any interest in reading this loosely and ill-kept blog would like the “diversion” as it were.

Narcissism: The Malady of Me (nytimes.com)

I mean, as much as I hate to even think about the DSM’s inherently synthetic ‘psychiatric’ categorization and their sometimes grave, sad consequences… you gotta know what’s goin’ on in order to have an interesting opinion, no? And, yes, I understand a certain structure needs to exist… even if it’s harmful (I like neat things). I’m not an anarchist… maybe a bit of a punk, but not an anarchist.

And, if one wanted to go a bit further, as far as narcissism exists as a personality trait and not, say, a psychiatric disorder, one could say that most drug addicts are narcissists.