1. Wednesday, March 19, 2003

    yes i have baseball fever. 

    im not ashamed.

    im excited to see the youngsters like karim garcia, aubrey huff, danys baez, and cub rookie carlos zambrano.

    im chomping at the bit to see the likes of the japanese import hideki matsui who is expected to bat in the 3-, 4-, or 5-hole in the bronx bombers lineup. never played a lick of major league ball and he might hit clean up in his rookie year.

    i cant wait to see if ishii can have another hot start.

    im betting chan ho will have a great comeback.

    im also betting that if i talk too much baseball in here i will bore you all, so lets talk about what is getting me out of the house today.

    very little can pry me from my couch, but tonight i will drink free rum sponsored by bacardi at a fancy hotel in beverly hills with my dear pal karisa thanks to a generous offer from emmanuelle and cathy seipp.

    mmmm free rum.

    last night i wasnt even going to have to leave the house to spend some quality time with a super cool girl, who proved her super coolness by giving me a raincheck so i could continue my quest of boring myself to death during this vacation.

    the goal is to have so much fun by doing absolutely nothing, that by the time monday rolls around, i will be looking forward to waking up at the crack of dawn to climb back into chopper one to take on the dirtiest job in tinsel town: patrolling the mean streets of hollywood by air.

    the purpose of tonight’s shindig is a pre-Oscar party.

    pre-Oscar parties in hollywood are everywhere here, but this one will probably be the best one since the rum will be free.

    did i mention free?

    raymi wrote me an email today and my heart fluttered. im so in lust with that girl.

    if i was a nineteen year old topless canadian girl, i would be just like her.

    is there anything wrong with her?

    sadly, no.

    i might have been hallucinating, but i was under the impression that she was going to come to la on her way to mexico to buy prescription drugs and marry me. what happened with that plan?

    i need to take a shower now and prepare to get drunk in front of some of the most powerful and well dressed of southern california’s press corps.

    today my toughest decision will be in a few minutes when i chose a cd to play to crank in the bathroom.

    will it be The Donna’s Turn 21?

    Jon Spencer Now I Got Worry?

    Weezer’s Green Album?

    or the Best of the Boredoms?

    If only I could find my Killdozer mix cd.

    emmanuelle + saddam photoshop contest