I haven’t concluded whether my morning walk to work past the Chinese Theater is a perk or a hinderance. However, today, the worst Elvis Presley impersonator persistently pestered me to pay for a picture with him. I don’t care about your Hound Dog dude, but if you hound me one more time, I’ll be singing the Jailhouse Rock for public assault. I can’t tolerate people who don’t understand personal space. If I’ve got my airpods in and music on, leave me the f- alone.
Been a while since my face showed up on the internet, hi, hello, I’m back. I’m not dead just yet, surprisingly. Trust me, I’m as amazed as you are.
Working on a new project at The Dolby Theatre. It’s going well, we’re deep into rehearsals and I’m getting an overload on slushies daily. I promise I’ll stop waffling on now but I hope everyone has been keeping well over the summer.