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The Great Strides walk was excellent this year. The weather was very permitting and there seemed to be a great turnout. I was so thrilled that my old friend Jay showed up with his kids an girlfriend. Although we have not hung out at all in the past years, I hope that this is the start of a friendship renewed. Mom flew out from Tucson, however Dad could not make it this year. It almost didn't feel right without him walking with us. The kids loved having their grandma visit, though. After the walk (which raised over $120K so far), everyone came over to our place. Seann lounged on the couch while the Tribe game played in the background (they won on a Victor Martinez single in the bottom of the 9th-- sweet). Meanwhile, Budd and I assembled the new basketball hoop I'd purchased the night before. I never would have thought I'd have a hoop of my own... oh wait, it's the kids'... I love just bouncing the ball around the shooting it. Kind of relaxing. The Wills an
Each year when the Great Strides fundraiser draws near, my heart just gets heavier and heavier as the day of the actual event inches toward us. I don't know how Julie does what she does. She is a super woman taking on all of the responsibilities that she does. I try to block it out because the moment I hear myself saying, "I'm walking for my son," I become a blubbering wreck. I'm walking for my son.
It's been a long week and it's only Tuesday. I'm still trying to hunt down Stults for this interview. We came close last week and it fell through. I think that the only way it's going to happen is if I find him in some bar and corner him. Alas, I shall keep trying. Blood Brothers has fallen apart. I'm a bit disappointed, but not surprised after what I was going through with the option agreement. Tony and I still plan to try and make it ourselves. We'll see how that goes. Still, this is one that I just won't let go. There's too much of Brookshire in it to let someone else go in and fuck around with the story. Great Strides is this week and I don't know if I'm distracted or not. I'm feeling anxious, as if I should be writing, but I can't get motivated. I'm starting to get pissed off at myself (as you can tell by the number of expletives tht are flying out of my mouth... er keyboard). Where is that drive I had years ago. The
Joe Borowski's meltdown aside, it has been a pretty good couple of days. Not sure where "Blood Brothers", the werewolf film, stands as far as a production right now. I refuse to sign away the creative rights to the movie, plain and simple. If I was being offered 100 thousand dollars ad a studio was fronting 20 million or more to produce my script, well hell yeah, I'd sign away. But not for a small indie movie, especially after what I went through previously. The running is going great. My legs have new life. Seriously, no pain yet. I'm stoked about that and even imagine myself with a flat stomach someday. I know, a bit of a fantasy, but a guy can dream, can't he? On Saturday we visited the Saugus Trail Station, which isn't a train station anymore, but a museum, and isn't even in Saugus anymore (it was moved to Newhall back in 1980). Sophie has a class assignment to learn more about Santa Clarita history. I'm pretty excited about all th



Set list.... the missing song was "Ramrod"

And "Out in the Streets" was an audible after "Badlands." Awesome, awesome, awesome!
Good run this morning. It was kin of tough to get going, it being Monday and all. I was wiped out all day but have found my second wind just in time to leave work and see this new artist you may have heard of. His name is Bruce Springsteen. I think he has a real future ahead of him. Going to try and get some pics at the show. Aloha
Lately when I try to come up with a topic for these entries, I feel like a phony. Good God, what could I possibly have to say that a) has any importance considering the well written and emotional blogs out there (like this one that Julie reads daily) and b) I haven't already written about before. I mean, really, who wants to hear me gripe about my job one more time, huh? Moreover, I'm really trying o stay committed to the Popdose writing. The basement entries take a lot out of me; I'm doing my best to give them a couple of drafts before posting them. And the TV column is so new and alien to me. I'm not even sure if my opinion is worth a grain of salt. That said, I have received an insane amount of response to an article I wrote about "October Road", ABC's series that co-starred Geoff Stults, the actor who carried King's Highway on his shoulders. That's kind of cool huh? I am hoping that once I get into my real training for the marathon in
Sorry I've been out of commission. I have been writing, but for Popdose. I figure that by the time I begin my marathon training in full force, I'll make a better effort to keep daily updates. It's late and I have to get up at 5 tomorrow. We've been neck deep in fundraising activities. Actually, it is Julie who is neck deep. I'm more like calf deep. The school fundraiser raised over $3000! How about that! A small school of about 200 students just went out and kicked some ass. I love it. I am so damn proud of the hrd work Juli did to bring the Cure Finders fundraiser together at Emblem School. Hopefully the school will do this every year. Julie's sister, Michelle, and her two great kids, JF and Gretchen, are flying in tomorrow night. They haven't been to our house since 2001. We're pretty excited. But the house will never be ready in time. That blows. Not that we haven't tried to tidy up and make things neater. Time, man, it works aga