Steve Bray's Jennifer Aniston Monologue Blog

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Jennifer, you'll always have to take a look at the previous day's entry, because I'm sometimes inclined to add to it, within the same day.

It's yippee time again. I just had another one of my email responses read on the 11:00 pm, Los Angeles, channel 13 news. This time, the question was: Would I camp out in line to buy anything, and if so, what? Here's my response, which was read on the air:

If they were selling new Land Rovers for $100.00 each, I'd be willing to camp out for an entire month to buy one.

Steve

There, I did it again. I've come up with some conclusions, on how to increase the likelihood of getting something read on the air. Sometimes, they ask questions I don't want to answer, or that I don't have an answer to.

I just saw another play reading last night. That event was tempting me again with the idea of playwriting. You think? I know; you'd be the last producer on earth to produce one of my screenplays. That would be out of the irresistible urge to treat me like base riffraff, maybe. You might even see me at an awards event in the future? "Oh dear, I'm afraid I'll have to sit down for a while," Jen would say.

The above blog entry was made on June 30, 2007.

Reread the above blog entry of June 21. I've updated it. My memory has been coming back to me, since I started writing about that tragedy. Want to know something else spooky about this? I remember relating this information in a prior VOE, and some guy, claiming to be the police (he was in plain clothes), was discounting it, on the basis of it being from a different VOE (version of earth). I believe he was a ghost, and that he probably had a hand in that mischief himself, and so was personating authority to get the matter out of his hair. Even ghosts worry about being busted.

Jennifer, call me.

The above blog entry was made on June 23, 2007.

According to a tv show, you were just voted to be the one that people most want to become pregnant. That was based on a list of about four. I didn't pay much attention to who else was on that list.

I was just doing more thinking, and reading, about the Paul Bern and Jean Harlow story. That was interesting. I hesitate to say what I figured out about it.

Here's a message I just sent to someone who's involved with the Jean Harlow story [updated on June 23, 2007]:

I could swear I just sent a message that I took considerable time to compose. I don't see a copy in my sent folder, so maybe I accidentally deleted it without sending it. I just sent an email to a former acting classmate of mine. It contains more of the Jean Harlow and Paul Bern story, as only an insider, like Paul's ghost, would know. Here's a copy of that email I sent my classmate:

Dearest dear,

I remember being Paul Bern. The age difference between Jean Harlow (who was my wife) and I, was the exact same age difference between you and I. Want to hear an interesting coincidence between that relationship and ours (if you want to call this a relationship)? I, as Paul, was suffering from anti-Semitic studio politics. I didn't get credit for producing. Jean did the ultra sexual favors for other guys, but not for me. And get this (this is the one): Some studio guys suggested, in a group discussion with me, that I commit suicide. I believe Jean also suggested that to me. Ring a bell? To this day, his death is reported as a suicide. That, as I've just said, is only partially true. It was also a conspiracy.

By the way, "Dearest dear," is also how I, as Paul, addressed a note to my wife Jean, which I presented to her with flowers. That was outside, during the day, at home. It read," Dearest dear, Unfortunately this is the only way to make good the frightful wrong I have done you and wipe out my abject humiliation. I love you. Paul." The other note I believe to be the real suicide note. It read, "You understand last night was only a comedy."

Thanks again, for that one night someplace.

Steve

One of the things, in that message I sent that you didn't get, was about the scene at the discovery of Paul's body. At least two guys approached Paul's house, and at least one of them felt guilty of a conspiracy, and expected Paul to die. They entered the bathroom, where Paul was found dead. Maybe to Paul's ghost, one told him that his brother wanted something, but I can't remember the whole comment at the moment (I've got more on that a little further on). That mystified Paul. He thought, "what did that have to do with anything?" I wish I could remember all of that discussion. I also wish I could remember all of the discussion (just outside the house, during the day, maybe on the same day he died), during which those studio guys suggested suicide to Paul. What's especially interesting, is that one of the two guys was talking to Paul about the suicide note. There was a verbal disagreement about the suitability of the message. He asked Paul, "what's wrong with it?" What I'm trying to clarify in my mind, is whether the guy was talking to Paul, or to Paul's ghost. I could swear the guy, at one point, told him, "you're dead." That furthers the idea of the discussion being with Paul's ghost. There was a definite element going on here, that some of the talk was calculated so that if someone who had heard the discussion were asked what was said, and related it word for word, that dialog would definitely mislead the listener. The guy was playing this trick on Paul, who was uncomfortably aware of that. Here's another portion of the discussion I just remembered. One of the guys was doing most of the talking to Paul. The other guy seemed far less interested in such details, as if he was biding his time, until that matter was finished up. That other guy was closer to the door, that was in the direction of exiting the place to the outside. He may have been entering and exiting back and forth, as if on guard duty, to keep an eye out for possible approachers. How's that for team work. You know, that was the gangster era. That episode didn't seem inconsistant with that concept. Paul felt that he was being forced into it. I could swear that the guy and Paul psychically communicated a pseudo-agreement, to discuss this next item. They discussed that if it would make Paul feel better, they would be there by his side until the very end, until Paul killed himself, even at the risk of their possibly looking suspicious, and getting blamed. The guy told him approximately, "no problem." I remember him having a cigar in his mouth, and the sound of his voice reminds me of the classic gangster voice and tonal inflection. He had dark hair, and he exuded the air of a confident, calm, experienced gangster. The more I've thought this out, the better it has come to mind. I remember this very clearly now. This is exactly how it came down there that day. I remember it plain as day now. Now get this. Remember that note that Paul presented to Jean Harlow, with the flowers? Well, Paul and Jean were already discussing Paul's so-called suicide back then. Jean coached Paul on what words to put into that note. It was at least partly authored, through verbal discussion this way, by Jean Harlow. That part about "abject humiliation" was the part I remember Jean advising Paul about. She insisted on that phrase being her way. Paul wasn't wanting to commit suicide. Jean and those gangsters were insistent. Paul felt put upon, like he didn't know how to get out of it, because they were all insisting. See, it wasn't a true suicide. Now, get this. Remember about his brother wanting something? Well, I remember from the prior discussion outside that his brother wanted the house. I want to clarify that I'm saying "his brother," but I'm not sure, at this moment, if they literally meant Paul's brother, or someone else in his extended circle of family and friends, or so-called friends. They discussed that point outside as well (That discussion sounds like it went on and one, so far, doesn't it?). Now I'm wondering if the guy brought that up in the bathroom again, to test Paul's ghost, as to whether or not he could remember any of that earlier discussion outside. This idea suggests that he also wanted Paul to forget his past. I believe Paul had forgotten about it. The guy explained to Paul that he meant the matter they discussed outside. Paul couldn't remember it. During that outdoor discussion, Paul was distressed over their callousness in the matter of the house being wanted. Paul was having difficulty fathoming how those people, that he was dealing with, could be so cold and uncaring. Paul felt very disturbed over the fact that these guys, AND JEAN, were going to collect what they could from him, including his house, and just leave him dead. Paul wasn't taking this well. He was feeling deeply bothered by the ordeal.

There's more, believe it or not. Paul and Jean were having a marital problem, in which Jean refused to do the kind of sexual favors for Paul that she did for other guys, unless Paul agreed to call her a piglet. Paul refused to call her a piglet, so the torture tease was not called off. I'm not sure, at this moment, if the next detail was before or after the above piglet discussion. Paul and Jean were talking one time, and by some coincidence, Paul called Jean a piglet. Jean immediately had an expression come over her face that still reminds me of a piglet. There is at least one existing photo of that expression on Jean's face. There's something else, too. I could swear that Jean shrink-a-dinked Paul's member, which humiliated Paul. That was another reason, Jean was insinuating or saying, that Paul should commit suicide. It was disgraceful to be that tiny.

In case you haven't figured it out yet, Jean Harlow was an out-and-out jerk to her husband, Paul Bern.

This description is extremely accurate. That's exactly what happened. What do you think?

The above blog entry was made on June 21, 2007.

Like a just said in my Madonna blog, You and I, by Celine Dion, is the winner of the contest to select Hillary's campaign music. Click over to today's Madonna blog entry, to see the video skit, with Hillary and Bill in it, about the music selection.

The above blog entry was made on June 20, 2007.

As I just mentioned in my Madonna blog, I've done three versions of this campaign music, so far. This one sounds the most homogeneous. Maybe I'll let this one be the final version.

How's your new boyfriend? The pattern lately makes it look like you're going for younger guys. You don't mean, by your supposed choice of this guy, that you're with me, do you? Like I think I've said before, I'd have to see it to believe it. He reminds me symbolically of me. I think I described that above. Why don't any of the ladies I meet act normally with me? Do you know?

How's the city of Malibu? Does it seem like it longs for me? How could you deprive Malibu that way, Jen? Of course, I'd be willing to live in Beverly Hills.

It's time to describe another interesting coincidence. In the Fall of 2005, in one of my acting classes, I acted a scene from the film, Election, which starred Reese Witherspoon and Matthew Broderick. I had the same role as Matthew Broderick. Another coincidence is that Reese Witherspoon showed up to meet me, at the New Year's 2007 celebration. Remember my telling you about that? And now, here's this music I just recorded, with the election theme. As I've said before, my reason for doing campaign music for Hillary Clinton, is that she was holding a contest for campaign music to use. My reason had nothing to do with that class scene or meeting Reese. I just realized the coincidence of it though. Another coincidence in this is that the film was about a school and classes, and the scene I acted was in a class. There seems to be no end to all the coincidences running through everything.

The above blog entry was made on June 19, 2007.

What do you think of my latest single, playing in the background right now? I love it. It's so good, it makes me especially glad I did it. Although I wrote a different version a while back, I decided that I needed to rewrite some of it and add to it, so that I'd have two verses and four choruses, which is the way I did this background music. I'm content to call it a wrap. Check out the latin-sounding instrumental portions, between the first and second, and the third and fourth choruses. That's an interesting touch. I also wrote a patter chorus for this Hillary-themed version, but it didn't make it into this recording.

The above blog entry was made on June 17, 2007.

Did you think my website would ever be up again? It is. The pages take longer to load now, because my new host is nine time zones to the east of California. Maybe this is your dread of dreads, that's back again. I've been trying to be nice to you, really.

Not only is this website up again, but I finally receive this website's branded email again. The previous hosting service started to retain it, so that I never saw it. They'd receive it, so that the sender wouldn't get a failed-delivery notice, so they'd think I got it, but I didn't. That was a dirty trick. I'm glad I ditched them finally. I'm much happier at my new hosting service, even though they are most of the way to the far side of the earth from here. They're cheaper too.

The above blog entry was made on June 15, 2007.

Here's an interesting documentary about the Paris Hilton jail thing. It has Ride of the Valkyries as background music during part of this series of video clips. This is an artistic documentary.

Ride of the Valkyries was one of Chancellor Hitler's favorite pieces of music. This is interesting. I just noticed something. Notice how similar, in appearance, the two names are: Hilton, Hitler. The same number of letters, the same first two letters, the "l" is offset only one place, the "e" resembles the "o," and the "n" resembles the "r." Heil Hilton? Ja wohl? There was the blonde Nazi theme during WWII. Even Hitler wasn't blonde though. Along these lines, that recent California whale story becomes interesting, in the light of this. The German version of the name, Ride of the Valkyries, is Die Walküren. This literally means, "the whale cures." That whale that turned up dead, in California, apparently needed a cure. All this during the relatively rare occurrence of a foreign-born, native German-speaking California governor. Does Nicole Richie look something like Heinrich Himmler to you? She does to me. Not only that, "rich" is the last four letters of "Heinrich," and the first four letters of "Richie." What's more, "Himmel" is the German word for "heaven," and all but the last letter of "Himmler," save for the "e" switching places with the "l." A recent Simple Life episode had Paris and Nicole at an Italian restaurant named "Il Cielo," which also means "the heaven." Italy, of course, had been one of the Axis countries. Speaking of restaurants, and hence the idea of being hungry, Hungary was a country that supplied the Axis powers with petroleum supplies. Another recent episode was about camp, and that reminds me of "concentration camp." Paris and Nicole are both blonde, to boot (blonde Nazi theme coincidence). Too much to all be mere coincidence? Oh, just in, a tv news story. There is now a road blockage approaching Hess street or road, somewhere in Schwarzenegger's California. Rudolf Hess had been Hitler's deputy. After Hitler conquerred Paris, you could say he was Paris. Excuse this pun, but Paris had to be rushing (Russian) to get out of jail. Russia was, of course, one of the Allied countries. Another pun: Now Paris is not rushing (Russian) to get out of jail. "Himmler" starts with "Hi" too. "Hitler, Himmler, and Hilton all start with "Hi." The fall of Troy was ascribed to Paris. The fall of Germany was ascribed to Hitler (Paris?). Wow, here's another coincidence in this "hi" series. Remember my story about possibly Paris being the one in the back of that black limo, eastbound on Sunset Boulevard, early in 2005, who had the window down and the light on, so I could see her? This could be interpreted as her saying "hi" to me. Nazis of a feather flock together? I hope Paris doesn't conclude that I'd be trying to betray her. I'm not trying to betray her by saying any of this. Of course, the pronunciation of "hi" is the initial sounds of the German word "heil," as in "heil Hitler." It almost seems I could keep going with this symbolic vein indefinitely.

The above blog entry was made on June 11, 2007.

Here's the interesting Angelina fact of the day. Did you know that one of Angelina Jolie's children's names means "inclined to peace?" The name is Pax (Latin: peace) Thien (Viet-Ahn: inclined to). I suspect that Angelina is still paying attention to me and what I write. I sure hope so.

The above blog entry was made on June 10, 2007.

Get this. I remember being Albert Pinkham Ryder in some VOE. I remember that I stood there, and memorized, as best I could, every detail of that scene, especially of that tree. I wanted to paint that whole scene entirely from my memory, which I then did. I remember that the clouds were continually changing, as clouds are wont to do, so I picked one moment, from my recollections, to use in the painting. There was a passing moment when the clouds looked approximately that way, on that day. I didn't set up the easel there in the field, like many painters would have. I wanted that painting to have the very special property that it came entirely out of my memory, onto the canvas, and it did. I remember that the house was in the distance, near those background trees on the right. I remember being in the house there afterwards, contemplating the painting. As you may have concluded so far, that tree really existed, and it really looked like that, to the best of my recollection. Pun intended. I didn't read or hear this anywhere. I'm relating it entirely from my first-hand recollections of some VOE. Interestingly, I remember other things from that existence. I remember that I was thinking, at one moment, about the civil war and authority carryover themes, standing there in that field. The civil war had not faded from my attentions and concerns. It lived on in my mind, as it well would have been expected to. The civil war, of course, was no small thing. It lives on, to this day, in the minds of all America. I also remember, from that existence, that I felt disgraced at having been too young to enter the war. I tried to join the army, but I was refused. I vaguely remember that discussion with some man, in the dirt street of some town, during the day. I had only reached about 18 by the conclusion of that war. I should have counted that as one of my blessings. Chances were strong that I would have been dead or maimed by war's end. I had the rest of my life to devote my special attentions to whatever I chose. Interestingly, this reminds me of my current lifetime, in which I recently tried to join the armed services, but this time I'm too old. At one time, when I was Ryder, I was preoccupied with the sea, so I set out to visit the coast. I think that I was getting homesick for the sea, while I was in Europe, and that I was picturing being intent to visit the sea, as if I had come from the interior regions, someplace.

OMG, it looks like it's time for me to be wracked with jealousy. I just heard on tv that you have a 36-year-old boyfriend, Jen. Not only that, he resembles Brad. That reminds me of me again, because of our discussion somewheres, that one special night, in which you told me, "you're Brad Pitt." I am? I'm your "new" boyfriend? Hey, I'm not sure it doesn't really mean that. I'll be right over, Jen. I wish. I can sometimes feel tempted to look up your address in Malibu, and try to find you there. After all, my last name does have exactly the same four first letters, in exactly the same order. Then, in conclusion, Malibu was named after me, or in anticipation of me? Remember my story about the name, "Malibu," meaning "my ghost" (a ghost says "boo.") If I were to live in Malibu, I'd be Malibu Mali. That sounds possibly Hawaiian. Hey, that reminds me of that new hamburger commercial, in which the guy in the Volkswagen van resembles, or is, Brad Pitt. How is it that so many coincidences center around me? Do you know, Jen? This all must be foreordained, Jen . . .

The above blog entry was made on June 7, 2007.

This painting, by Albert Pinkham Ryder, called Autumn Meadows, was always one of my favorites. The tree in it bears some resemblance to one, in one of Marilyn Manson's forearm tattoos. I remember it from an article in the 1956 Funk and Wagnalls encyclopedia. The copy in the article is black-and-white. I only found one copy on the internet, but it was only a thumbnail, which I had to enlarge. It's in color though. There is also a similar tree, in a large painting, on the wall of Stewart's, a diner in Anaheim, on Lincoln near East St. I very much appreciate visual art.

The above blog entry was made on June 6, 2007.

Jennifer holding her cell phone

OMG, Jen is listening to me. Oh Jen. Why don't you answer me? You've left me mostly in limbo, since we started meeting in early 2005. Your holding of that cell phone in this photo reminds me of us. I'm about to give you an official nickname. Here it comes . . . you are now "Jen the Hen." Okay? Remember, you all heard it from me first. Fly on over, Jen the Hen. I'm waiting for you.

I'm still kicking myself over not looking up background info on Courtney Cox, before she introduced herself to me, somewheres. How could that happen? Next time. Her facial expression was so hers, Jen the Hen. I hate to say it , but I think . . . gump (sound based on Forrest Gump), that time with Courtney. You know what I mean? That didn't even happen with us.

Remember that boat ride on the Sein River? That reaction of the paparazzi, who didn't get on board with you, was my reaction here in California. Ooooooooh! . . . aaaaaaaaah! Noooooo! Jen left without me. That was my real reaction.

The above blog entry was made on June 3, 2007.

I did it again. I got another one of my email responses read on the Los Angeles channel 13 11:00 pm news (May 31 broadcast). Of course, mine was so good, it was saved till near the end. Lauren Sanchez read this one. The question this time was:
Should the bar or the under-21 drinker be punished more?
Here's my response, which was read on the air:

Neither should be punished at all. If a person is old enough to want a drink, he should be allowed to drink. Government, go away and stop meddling.

Steve

Someday, maybe I'll be a paid reporter. News reporting is another thing I haven't been paid for. There's got to be money in something.

The above blog entry was made on June 1, 2007.

I kind of hate to mention it, but I thought of another name/word coincidence. This time, it involves your former name. You know that story about C. M. M. having seen the bottomless pit in Death Valley? It's also been said that his followers never saw it themselves. Well, back in early 2005, I was thinking about C. M. M. some of the time, somewheres in West Hollywood. Then one evening entered the pit, Mrs. Pitt. Then wouldn't you know it, I saw her bottomless. So, like Charlie, I've also seen the bottomless Pitt. If I ever see you bottomless again, presumably your name wouldn't be "Pitt" though. I could have spared you from saying this publically to you, but you never email me. I think you may have called me once, but if so, you didn't stay on the line long enough to identify you. I just had to get this update to you, Jen? Don't forget to write to me. Oh, by the way, if you try to email me now, your message would probably finally reach me. That's because I stopped using my own mail server as my default. My hosting service is not reliable, so I decided it was more practical to switch to a better mail server as my default. What I mean to imply is that two of the hosting services I've used could have snatched emails, so that I wouldn't have even seen them. Now I feel more protected against that. Write to me, Jen. I'm waiting.

The above blog entry was made on May 30, 2007.

Look what I came across. An old news story about your wedding Brad Pitt. Does this bring back memories?

Jennifer Aniston's wedding

The above blog entry was made on May 27, 2007.

I did it. I got another one of my email responses read on the 11:00 pm channel 13 news tonight, on May 23. My message was maybe irresistible, due to being so terse and simple. The question was: Should planes fly longer routes, or wait out a storm? Here was my reply, which was read on the air:

I think the planes should fly longer routes, rather than wait out a storm.

Steve

I may be seen in a film, Semi-Pro, to be released February 29, 2008 (leap day, in case you didn't think of it). I know it would make your whole year, to catch a glimpse of me as an extra in that movie. Well, don't miss it then. And be sure to strain your eyes, looking for me in the bleachers. I'd be either somewhere on the extreme end, behind the WWII German cannon, or on the opposite end of the court, front-row, near the end of the court. They have no trailer available yet. I suppose it'd be a while before that's ready. In case you're wondering, the story is about the 1976 Flint Tropics basketball game, in which they made basketball history, by being credited with the first officially-recognized alley-oop.

I can also be seen in an upcoming tv pilot called Chuck. In one scene, I'm an extra in a suit, walking across the lobby of a hotel, with a suitcase in my hand. In one or more other scenes, I'd be a dignitary in a suit, sitting at a small table, with other dignitaries, in a room full of similar tables with dignitaries.

These aren't speaking roles, let alone leading roles, but they are something.

The above blog entry was made on May 24, 2007.

Here's an interesting animation. It looks symbolic of more than one theme.
Evil Clown (jester)

It reminds me of the drug theme and also the life on the street theme in general.

The above blog entry was made on May 23, 2007.

Today's Madonna blog entry is mind-blowing. Don't miss it.

I suspect that a hacker was screwing my mind, for many many months, by putting a bold tag where it wasn't supposed to be, to cause the bold and regular fonts to looks the same. I finally thought of it, and deleted the little bold tag, and now the page looks like it's intended to look. I'm glad I finally caught that. I've had signs of such hacking over time. That's just one possible example.

I finally noticed a tear on your left cheek in this background photo. How is it that I didn't see that sooner? Poor Jennifer. Now I just thought of another coincidence. That tear matches this current background music, Unhappy Girl. It's enough to bring a tear to the eye.

OMG, today's entry of my Madonna blog just got more interesting. I'll say it again, "I'm the symbolic center of the universe."

The above blog entry was made on May 20, 2007.

This Unhappy Girl song, I just did, has a surreal-sounding beginning. Notice that right after the initial whining sounds, there are those pop . . . pop pop . pop sounds. Do those sounds remind you suspiciously of toilet backpressure relieving itself? The sudden releases were sufficient to make the toilet lids rise from their seats briefly. Maybe all the toilet farts, of that moment, in New York City, suddenly found vent at this particular recording studio's own porcelain facilities. Remember how Maiden with Green Eyes sounded, after I got through with it? Then, this song is related? I didn't actually intend this particular effect, in this song, but it's there. You know, really, it's not amazing, considering that The Doors had a farting guitar effect running through their work in more than one of their albums. Many of the guitar riffs were such stylish farts. Listen closely; you'll hear it. Imagine Jim Morrison on stage, blushing, with his eyes crossed, during those guitar farts. Seriously, I've really heard toilet noise like this over the years. This is genuine-sounding, if accidental. Here's a case in point. Remember the Door's scream of the butterfly, in one of their songs? That was a fart. I rest my case.

The above blog entry was made on May 17, 2007.

How do you like my latest singing in Unhappy Girl. I sang it to the old Doors music. It's a lot of work to do all of that; technical stuff. I don't want to give you the wrong idea. It only took me one evening, but it was more work than a quick 1-2-3 thing. I'll spare you the technical details, not that I want to disclose them. Are you listening to the words? Does it remind you of yourself? I reminds me of you. If you can't make out all the words, let me know. I can show you the lyrics. Don't stay locked up. Break out, Jen. Actually, with that theme, it reminds me of Paris Hilton, considering her looming jail time.

Here is another event I feel happy enough to celebrate. I put the initial, relatively rough version, of Unhappy Girl into this page last night. It still needed post-production reworking, but I put it here anyway. Well, this evening, I did the needed reworking, and you're listening to the result now, if you're listening. I hate to detail the technical reworkings, but this represents the results of multiple improvements. This result is close enough. This will work. What do you think, Jen?

The above blog entry was made on May 16, 2007.

I just came across another odd video. This one is interesting because of the character names. Remember my ex acting teacher, whom I nicknamed, Mark the Shark? Well, the first character's name is Mark, and the second character's name is Steve, which is my name, of course. Neither of these characters are my former teacher or I. Here's the video:

I know how much you want to watch another cheesy Myspace IM box featured video, so here's another one. Hey, the second guy's mustache looks literally like a piece of shit. Don't miss this. Really.
Steve
ps: I know the LSD profile guy likes bizarre videos. He must be enjoying these.

You may have to turn up the volume, and listen to it more than once, to hear all the words. For some reason, the Steve character in this video reminds me of the guy I nicknamed, Slob Bob.

The above blog entry was made on May 14, 2007.

I was looking for a movie trailer the other day, and happened across something I wasn't looking for, but it got my attention. So, I decided to put that trailer here. It's very much related to the world of acting. It's called Casting About, and it is about the casting of actors, in general. Here it is:

Casting About - A Kino International Release - movie trailer

Uh . . . I think I know what I did wrong last New Years. When I was with Reese Witherspoon, I should have said something like:

I know you're here for me, Reese. You wouldn't have showed up otherwise. You dumped your ex for me. It's time to do our thing. I know you want to take me to your place, so we can spend some time together. That's fine with me. Let's go.

That would have worked? I hope so, but I didn't talk to her that way. Maybe next time? I can't even afford to return to West Hollywood to find her somewheres again. It's so tragic. Maybe I'll have some good luck soon.

This background photo was just reminding me of something, Jen. It was creating a picture of you in my mind, in which your visible emotion on your face here was about my making you jealous. Something like:

Jen (to me): You could be interested in another woman? What about me? I mean that little to you? I thought I was that special someone.

That's really what that expression reminds me of now. All you have to do is say the word, Jen. I'd hate to say what else it reminds me of.

Don't miss this. This is particularly interesting to me, partly because I saw the original Star Wars movie in a movie theater so very long ago. This scene didn't make the final cut. This Star Wars scene ended up on the edit room floor:

Here is a video clip from a tv series that almost was, but was canceled before it started. It was called Jazz Cops. This reminds me of Charlie's Angels.

I swear I saw at least part of this video in a tv announcement back then, presumably in 1981. Gosh, how time passed since then. I could swear I remember them announcing the cancelation of the tv series also. This is like a skeleton in my closet, the feeling it gives me. Spooky. I'm glad I found it. Jen, I know you can speak and communicate, or they wouldn't have given you roles on tv and in films. So, what do you think about this, Jen? If that teaser is any clue, that looked like a hot tv series. Far hotter than any cops and robbers stuff I've ever seen. I think maybe they ought to uncancel it, but I'd like them to cast me in it.

The above blog entry was made on May 12, 2007.

I watched Larry King Live the other night, and saw Jane Fonda with him. One of the topics was her new film, Georgia Rule. Here's the movie trailer for it:

Georgia Rule - movie trailer

Speaking of Jane Fonda, I remember one of the first mentions of her exercise class, which was in 1979. I remember them saying on tv that she was 41 years old. If you calculate that out, that does figure to be 41, since she's 69 now. Strangely, other celebs were given particular mention when they were 41 specifically. For example Paul McCartney, John Lennon, and Elton John were so mentioned when they, in turn, were 41. I saw all of those mentions years ago on tv. What is special about the age, 41? Maybe that mention-when-41 timing was planned? Why would anyone do that? Do you think they're still doing the mention-when-41 timing on tv? I haven't noticed any of that lately.

The above blog entry was made on May 11, 2007.

Here's a treat today. I just posted four scenes from The Beverly Hillbillies in my other page, Jen. In three of the scenes, Sharon is Janet Trego. In the other scene, she's a party guest. What's particularly interesting is that she appeared with blonde hair as the party guest, making it a career exception. She was specially cast only with dark hair in tv series, to enable her to seem fresh and new to the public, so she could pull off a successful film debut. This garden party scene was an exception, because she was her everyday blonde self in it, standing next to Jethro Bodine. That makes the scene special, so don't miss it.

Today is the 8th anniversary of my father's death.

Oh, Jen. I almost have to conclude that I inspired a film, to be released later this year, directed by David Schwimmer, aka Ross. Does that remind you of me? It's called Run Fat Boy Run. Get this central theme: This overweight guy stands up his fiancee on wedding day, then runs a marathon to try to win her back. I'd probably have to lose an awful lot of weight to win you. But, I stood you up? I don't remember that part. I realize that you probably participated in the lesbo event to prepare you for your guest role appearance in the tv series, Dirt. I missed that episode, and all other episodes of it so far. Here's the teaser of Run Fat Boy Run:

Run Fat Boy Run

The above blog entry was made on May 10, 2007.

Jennifer, you should read what I wrote in yesterday's Madonna blog, about the music, Theme from Valley of the Dolls. Here's a link to it:
Theme from Valley of the Dolls
That music is so sad.

The above blog entry was made on May 9, 2007.

An afterthought comes to mind about the Paris Hilton jail thing. Why doesn't she ask her lawyer (With her money, she must have one.) about an appeal? Did she even use a lawyer's services for that case? If not, maybe that's what went wrong for her. He would have advised her on what to say and what not to say. In lawyer's theory, one tends to lose crucial credibility by denying something that would tend to seem obvious or likely, which is what happened. If she hadn't denied knowing about the suspension, maybe that would have spared her from the jail time. A lawyer, on tv, said he's seen people who've had multiple DUI's, and none of them have gotten jail time. So, it sounds like Paris got worse than most people with DUI's, rather than better. Could that, in itself, be a basis for appeal? She ought to be talking to her own lawyer, and carefully paying attention. I think it's still conceivable that she could get out of jail time, if she acts on time, with a lawyer. First, she could get a lawyer to get a stay of execution of the jail sentence, pending appeal of her case. That is, if she's really so worried about doing the time. Maybe she'd rather just do the time and get it over with? Well, the tears streaming down her face after the verdict was read indicate otherwise, to me.

The above blog entry was made on May 5, 2007.

The unthinkable is transpiring. Paris Hilton has been ordered to jail. She won't be with the general population, fortunately, but she will be in jail. They said she's going to sneak over there, to report to jail, so as to avoid the press and media and paparazzi. Poor Paris. She was given a 45-day sentence. Like I've been telling people, she might get good time, as they say in jail parlance. That means she could possibly be released after maybe less than half of the nominal sentence. That's been very common in California, supposedly to relieve overcrowding. She could conceivably get out in three weeks or less. Keep your fingers crossed.

The above blog entry was made on May 4, 2007.

I realize that you perceive yourself as so ordinairy and un-Hollywood-ish that you wouldn't even be interested in watching a tv show like Daily 10, so I want to tell you something they mentioned tonight, Jen. They announced that Rikki Lake (You remember the tv host of her own talk show, that was on in the 1990's, don't you?) just executive produced a movie titled The Business of Giving Birth. It features her very own self, naked in a bathtub, giving birth to one of her children. In my opinion, that qualifies as must-see movie watching. If you want any more details on this movie, you can search the internet. It was featured at the recent Tribeca Film Festival, in New York. It just premiered a few days ago, so an internet search for the video, to watch over the internet, is not likely to turn up a copy to see at this very early date. If I may be so bold as to mention such an idea, wouldn't it be phenomenal if Jillian Barberie Reynolds video-taped her soon-to-be childbirth. She has something like a month to go before that special moment. If she'd have it video-taped, I'm not sure she'd want it to be made public though.

Don't miss yesterday's Madonna blog entry here, Jen.

The above blog entry was made on May 3, 2007.

It's another occasion for me to say, "Yippee!" The Los Angeles, channel 13, 11:00 pm news read another one of my email responses on the air tonight, on April 30, 2007. This time they asked, "Why do you find police pursuits so fascinating?" Here was my answer:

I don't. I find such chases very boring; so much so that I tend to groan when I find another one on. I usually want to change the channel to watch something else. I'm not a typical person though.

Steve

Has anyone been counting? I lost count many responses ago. I've had the opportunity to enlighten the greater Los Angeles area with my thoughts on channel 13. Yippee, again.

The above blog entry was made on May 1, 2007.

Here's how to look at Microsoft's so-called quality. If your software is genuine Microsoft, it is genu-wino, as in wino quality. Imagine the world being run by winos. After they bum a few bucks off of passers-by, they head for the liquor store to buy another bottle of cheap wine. They'd break that routine once in a while to oversee everyone's work at the jobsite. Now that's Microsoft so-called quality. If you ask me, if your software isn't genu-wino Microsoft, you ought to be glad. Who needs software that acts like it's the software equivalent of the wino? This commentary is especially good to put here, since I included those Windows 95 tutorial videos above. You see, if those tutorials don't work, this is the explanation. This is why, basically.

I Just had an idea. Of all the put-down remarks about Microsoft products, who has ever heard of anyone being credited for being the source of such a remark? What if I would become the first ever to be credited with a criticism of Microsoft and it's products? I could be proud of being known as the guy who coined the expression, "genu-wino." It's a thought. Maybe I should get credit for it?

Did I tell you? Yesterday, the 29th, was the birthday of the late William Randolph Hearst. If he were still alive, he'd now be 144 years old. He was born during the American Civil War, in 1863.

The above blog entry was made on April 30, 2007.

Ever since a saw some photos of Diane Keaton, I've been intrigued by her. It's like I can understand her personality from these stills. How can that be? It's just that way. You can give me her street address so I can go bother her. Ok? Really. I can tell by that look on her face that she needs it and wants it. She must like me, or she wouldn't have sat next to me during some background actors event. No one can convince me she'd be needing background acting work. No one. Maybe I'd let her be my broad. Maybe I can ignore the age difference of 12 1/2 years. She's my sister's age to the month. Here's what I just wrote to her, moments ago:

subject:
Happiness is bustable in the U. S. Careful.

Dear Diane [Keaton],

I hate to ruin your day and your life, but the fundamental governing principle in the U. S. has always been to disallow anyone (but themselves) from experiencing "excessive" happiness, as they believe it cuts into, or comes out of, the happiness of others. I just thought I'd give you a heads up. You don't want a swat team visiting you to make you frown. I wish I could say I'm just kidding, but the U. S. is all too much this way. So now, if I ever visit you at home or some place, you're going to greet me with a big miserable frown? But it would be fake?

Write to me.

Steve

Well, how do you think she'd like that message? If I ever discover her address, she'd move to avoid me?

Oops? Now you're jealous? I'd have to see it to believe it, Jen. You're homo? I hope not. You're too good to waste on that stuff.

The above blog entry was made on April 29, 2007.

The Weather Channel has often been forecasting higher low temperatures for this place than I've been witnessing. For example, at 6:40 am, on April 24, 2007, I recorded 47° F here. I suppose you're not particularly interested, but it's something that worries me, as that sort of thing can throw off global warming calculations. Global warming matters are largely a farse. It is important that they don't report temperatures falsely high, as that would give the farse perpetrators false verification of global warming, or false verification that it's worse than it is. It's rediculous having them blame the wrong thing as the so-called cause. It's also rediculous to help them pretend that it's worse than it is. One needs to consult the glaciology mathematics and graphs and theories and so on to try to figure this thing out. Wild-eyed politician rantings don't prove anything.

The above blog entry was made on April 26, 2007.

I just put two more music videos of White Rabbit, by the Jefferson Airplane, on my home page, just above the other two themed versions. One is of the group in concert, and it sounds about like the presumably studio version that was so popular. The second is of their concert performance of it at Woodstock, in 1969, which is different sounding.

I came across these Seinfeld scenes without looking for them, so I couldn't resist putting them here. Since I hadn't watched Seinfeld when it was going, I hadn't seen the Joe Davola character. Well, here he is, as a clown. One can conclude, from this scene and the John Wayne Gacy thing, that all clowns are violent?

Seinfeld - with the Joe Davola character as a clown

There's no way, it seems, to get that final part, without seeing that episode from earlier on. It sounded like the clown said something about Binaca. Do you remember the Binaca tv commercials? I haven't seen one of those in decades. Maybe those commercials predated you? If so, they'd be some of the very few who've dated you at all? The very few? I can tell? You liked me?

The above blog entry was made on April 24, 2007.

Did you know that many colleges share the names of many glaciers of Prince William Sound, Alaska, such as Yale, Harvard, Bryn Mawr, Wellesley, and Columbia? Now you know. I unexpectedly spent some time this evening researching global warming. I was trying to think of the name of the ice ablation process, that Gore was trying to convince people was proof of global warming. Then, last night I think, I heard the word on tv. That word is "calving." That's the breaking off of ice from its glacier, iceberg or ice sheet. That is a normal process that's been going on for millions of years. It is nothing new. I found a lot of helpful information about glaciers, ice sheets and icebergs, which are created and destroyed by weather and climate conditions over time. It's a continual process, and comes under the subject title "glaciology." There are interesting graphs, terminology, and theories used to explain, or attempt to explain, such phenomena. You ought to reread the last blog entry, because I just revised it.

The above blog entry was made on April 23, 2007.

Here's some info on the chilly weather here in northern Orange County, where I live. It's been on the cool side, even though we're well into Spring. The morning before last, we had 45.5° F here at 5:23 am. This morning we had a temperature of 44.0° F at 6:34 am here. It rained yesterday. Fortunately were into no scorcher here yet. This reminds me of cold weather delay, rather than warming. However, that is referring to the northeastern U. S., because we have been having our cool-down on time, here where I live in southern California. The D. C. area lag of cool-down is a local phenomenon there. They ought to be trying to figure out why they have a localized effect like that sometimes, rather than falsely stating that the whole globe be experiencing such a phenomenon. They have to consider their whole Winter or cold season, rather than merely when the cool-down starts for a particular season. They also have to take into consideration that the rest of the world is having their own different weather and climate phenonmena, which are different than those in the D. C. area. They must not overgeneralize that anything and everything that happens in the D. C. area happens in the rest of the world. I really think I've been improving the perspective of some on global warming related ideas. I recently contacted many key U. S. government officials about my ideas on global warming. I suspect that round of messages I sent may have been what triggered the recent tv comment, expressing an opinion similar to my own, about global warming. [I revised this paragraph on April 23, 2007.]

The above blog entry was made on April 21, 2007.

Yippee! The 11:00 pm channel 13 news read yet another email response from me tonight (on April 18). Unfortunately, the end of my message wasn't read. The question was, "Should the videos and pictures of a mass murderer be shown to the public?" Here's my response:

[read portion]
Absolutely. Censorship is oppression. I could go on and on about this. Every mass killing has a message in it, buried or blatant. No one would get the message if they couldn't see, hear, etc., what was going on.

[unread portion]
Beyond that, all censorship is evil, especially censorship of the nudity. Freedom is better than censorship.

This was the first time they read my response on the air without reading all of it on the air. Oh well. That was better than skipping my message. I just noticed that this was the first time I forgot to sign my response. They've come to recognize the Steve, who I am. If I hadn't forgotten to sign it, maybe they would have read my whole message. That's an interesting coincidence. The first time I forgot to sign it, they didn't read all of it on the air.

Recently on that news show, they asked if the Virginia Tech killings were an argument for gun control. They didn't read my response that time. Maybe that was because my response was a bit harsh. Basically, I told them that with that reasoning, all one has to do, to have one of the American civil liberties canceled, is to commit a crime. I told them, "No. Absolutely not." What if Al Qaeda used that idea? Maybe they did? We've lost some liberties since the 9/11/01 events. I just saw Senator John McCain on tv express what is also my sentiment, that we shouldn't be messing with the second amendment. I think I might be tempted to vote for him, if he runs for president in 2008.

Speaking of my responses to the channel 13 news, here's another one they didn't read on the air. I was tempted to say that this one was on the lighter side, but if this one is on the lighter side, I don't need a darker side, to be sure. The question was, "How did I get over tragedy, and carry on?" Here's my unread response:

As a matter of fact, I've never gotten over my personal tragedies, and I've never been able to carry on. I've been constantly in limbo, with no real life. It's like the Beatles song, Nowhere Man. It could have been a prediction of how my life was to be.

Steve

The Beatles song, Fool on the Hill, also reminds me of my life. Do you think? Either one of them were predictions about me, Jen?

I just had a strange experience. I was looking through a collection of Courteney Cox photos, and there was some magical spooky effect her face seemed to have on me. It would hit me all of a sudden like a ton of bricks. Sometimes it would make me jump a little, as it startled me a little. Strange. What could it be about her face? Suddenly, while looking at one of her photos, her face reminded me of a blonde waitress who used to work someplace near where I live. Then I noticed that same photo was credited to a Steve, of all names. Supernatural coincidence? You think? Then I resumed looking through those photos, and the effect didn't stop. I suppose looking through photos of Courteney's face will always do that to me. All I can conclude right now is that it must be a supernaturally derived effect. If I were to meet her in person, under personal-friend-like circumstances, do you think I'd be experiencing that same effect? You can drive me over to her place to find out, Jen. I'd like to meet her anyway. Maybe she's a goddess, and that's her way of summonsing or commanding due notice, from me, of her overpowering greatness? You think, Jen? Maybe you've got a more mundane explanation? I suppose anytime I want to jump, jerk or be startled or possibly mesmerized, I'll go back to those photos of her face for another looksee. If it were supernatural in origin, it would have a meaning or message in it? What would it mean? I'm thoroughly intrigued by this phenomenon now.

Ok, I just looked up more photos of her, but this time I didn't experience that jumpy/jerky effect. Maybe it was just something about that particular collection I was looking at that time. The first group of photos definitely seemed spookier on the average.

Since I had the spooky-photos-of-Courteney experience a while ago, I've been sitting here with a thought. I'm wondering if part of that effect came from a possible meeting with her, without my realizing who she was. I'm wondering if she walked up to me somewheres, and talked to me. I wouldn't have recognized her, because I wasn't watching any of her tv shows or films. Under that circumstance, she could have introduced herself to me as "Courteney," and it wouldn't have meant anything to me, unless she had mentioned the name "Cox," or otherwise explained who she was. Is that what happened, since I started meeting you, Jen? It's like I need to figure this out now. I feel like I'm over half convinced that's what happened some time ago, maybe in 2005. I could almost swear that happened.

The above blog entry was made on April 19, 2007.

Here are some Jennifer Aniston videos:

Matthew Perry and Jennifer Aniston in Windows 95 Guide Part 1:

Windows 95 Guide Part 2:

Matthew Perry and Jennifer Aniston in Windows 95 Guide Part 3:

Matthew Perry and Jennifer Aniston in Windows 95 Guide Part 4:

Friends - Emmys - The Red Carpet:

The above blog entry was made on April 15, 2007.

Yippee! The 11:00 pm Los Angeles channel 13 news just read another one of my email responses, on Thursday, April 12, 2007. This time, the question was, "Is Girls Gone Wild capitalism at its finest or just denigrating to women? Here's my response, which they read on the air:

Unfortunately, I've never owned a copy of Girls Gone Wild. If it's as good as the commercials make it look, it would be worth the $10.00 or so. To call it denigrating is to attempt to undo the remaining traces of human rights. Censorship and prudism are severely anti-human-rights. The interest of true human rights mandates the elimination of laws against "indecent exposure." It is censorship that is indecent. Everyone knows this deep inside. Oppressors deny it.

Steve

It's something like getting free air time. This is great.

Last night, I responded to an ad for singers for some pop group. This is my inquiry to them, and their response to me:

The best sample I have of my singing is at my following web page:
stevenbray.com/MyToJenniferAnistonMonologueBlog.htm
Of course, my voice is on the deep side of the spectrum. I know I did a masterpiece job of singing People Are Strange, which is the music I have playing in the background at the above link.

Any group that doesn't want my singing would be the real loser.

Steve

you are undoubtably a future superstar man and actually way too good for us! good luck! Sam

The above blog entry was made on April 13, 2007.

I know you have an opinion, Jen. I want to hear it.

The above blog entry was made on April 6, 2007.

Can you believe it? The 11:00 pm Los Angeles channel 13 news read yet another one of my email responses to them. This time, the question was, "Have you experienced a miracle?" Here's the answer I sent them, which was read:

Why, I believe I did just yesterday. I was on my way to Norm's Restaurant (life happens at Norm's?), and my van sputtered. I immediately thought, "uh oh, I'm out of gas." I parked at the curb, and then tried the starter. Voila! It started, and got me to a gas station. That had to be a miracle. It normally won't go anywhere after the sputter point is reached.

Steve

That's a true story, and probably a real miracle. I've lost count of how many of my emails they've read. I could recount them.

Have you been keeping an eye the videos I've been adding near the top of my home page? I've been making some good additions.

The above blog entry was made on April 3, 2007.

Don't forget to explore my new solo section at this website. I chose pictures to match the music. It's added another artistic dimension to my solo section. Now I plan to do more recording. Why am I not confident that it would bring in enough money?

The above blog entry was made on April 1, 2007.

I was just having a thought. Since it appears that you don't have an official website of your own, just say the word, and I'd create one for you, Jen. Unless I'd be paid for it, I'm not sure I'd have so much time to devote to it though. This is your chance. You know me, Jen. You wouldn't want to trust a stranger, would you?

Am I stupid enough to enroll in Mark the Shark's audition class this Summer? Do you know, Jen?

By the way, this page of ours just turned precisely 1 1/2 years old yesterday, Jen.

That was really you, who showed up at my class last year, but didn't stick around long enough for me to get around to talking to you? I thought that whoever looked like you in profile at a distance, Jen. So, what did you tell whoever you were talking to? That you wish I'd drop dead? Maybe something kinder?

The above blog entry was made on March 28, 2007.

Think about this. Your first initial, combined with all but the first letter of Vaughn's last name, gives Jaughn, which could be pronounced like the name, John. Imagine, if you were with Vince, you two could be called Jaughn or John. I think that would be confusing. There are so many people named "John." Jaughn was in Las Vegas? Who? Remember that idea I had about taking "A" from "Angelina," and putting "ford" from "Bradford" after it, giving Aford (a ford). They can afford more children. True.

One of my comments made it into the comment list at Giuliana's official website. Read about it in the redone Giuliana blog page here. There are only two ways to get there from here now. One is to visit my sitemap page for a link. The other way there is to find a link at the bottom of my home page. Of course, one could also search the internet for my Giuliana blog page. It's not much of a blog anymore.

I put in an hard three days of extra work last week. I've already been paid for it.

The above blog entry was made on March 27, 2007.

Well, at least I'm in the background of an upcoming tv pilot. I'm in more than one scene, if they don't cut me out. I believe there's more on the way.

The above blog entry was made on March 19, 2007.

Here's another side of me. The following photo is of one of my former works in progress, just before I fixed the burnt valves, and replaced the two unrepairable ones. It was my former car, a 1972 Toyota Corona. After I did this repair, I drove that car on the 2002 road trip, which is documented in one of my vacation webpages here.

My former car, a 1972 Toyota Corona, during repair

I felt like putting this story here after coming across the Motörhead video, and putting it on my home page. The lower section of the above photo is a cylinder head, or could be called a motor head.

Did you think I had it in me to fix motor vehicles, Jen? I did a lot of that for decades, but unfortunately, I didn't make money at it.

The above blog entry was made on March 17, 2007.

Enjoy this snowman while you can, because it's due to expire again come the first day of Spring, which is a week away. Sure, you're worried about that? Well, I wanted to let you know in advance again.

I'm afraid that the slob Bob pseudo-government team might try to usurp my predicament, by trying to ban me from working a job I set up recently. I don't know how many days it will last, but you can't imagine how desperately I need the money. I'm also trying to make arrangements to sell one of my more interesting photos. I just told a publisher that I need thousands for it. Mia Farrow just asked me if I'd send her a copy of it, but I told her I'm suddenly protective of it, because I need to get myself out of the lawsuit bind, so I'm counting on the money.

I'm been influencing the opinion of the scientific community on global warming. I just heard a report on tv the other day that said that the previous ideas about global warming were exaggerated or illfounded. I can only conclude that it was my campaign to explain this subject that has done the trick finally. I'm the one who was trying to point out the mistakes of others on the subject. Now I've got this sign that my articles are having an impact. See, this in yet another area where my influence is helping the world. My emphasis was to ask people to be wary of the preexisting ideas on the subject, to call them into closer scrutiny, that they needed to be reconsidered according to my ideas. Now I wish I could collect some paycheck for that too. I've struggled so much to improve the world, but I've never made money at it. My paychecks are overdue. Somehow I've got to get paid for so many of my efforts over the years.

The above blog entry was made on March 14, 2007.

Can you believe it? Channel 13 read emails from me two nights in a row. They said that new produce regulations were just passed, but they're voluntary. They asked if you'd trust the produce suppliers to follow the regulations, and would you still buy produce? Here's tonight's (03/12/07):

No. I would buy produce, but I'd always wash it. You can never trust them that the produce would be ok without washing it. As far as buying it goes, yes, I'd definitely trust them; I'd buy it, that is.

Steve

I've lost count already. That was either the fourth or the fifth email of mine they've read on the air.

The above blog entry was made on March 13, 2007.

The 11:00 pm channel 13 news just read another one of my emails on the air (03/11/07). The question was: What was your most memorable gambling experience?

Decades ago, I was in a casion in Laughlin, Nevada. I hit triple or quadruple bars or 7's, during a called double time. When I asked them to pay the extra, I was told I didn't get it within the time limit, which I don't believe. I think they swindled me.

Steve

That is at least the third email of mine they've read on the air. At this rate, it's almost like being a feature writer for them, except for the no-pay part.

The above blog entry was made on March 12, 2007.

I just saw a tv news story about a lady who consumes pot in Great Britain. There was a blonde police guy that remarked near the end of the report. What that combination reminds me of is a German theme invasion of Great Britain, with oppressive law being used like a form of guerilla warfare, under color of office. I'd really hate to have that there or anywhere. I didn't want to let this go without making a prompt comment about it. I don't support that kind of public harassment. I wouldn't want to give the impression that I'd support such a thing, because I find it unthinkable. I don't feel optimistic about the lady's odds of prevailing, but I wish her luck.

This is what I sent to Paris Hilton just now. I hope my messages are really going to her. Here it is:

You see, I told you I was worried about Britney, and the media stories about her have still gotten worse. I just had a dream about her, before I got up today. If you're really Paris, maybe this real dream would seem interesting to you.

I was in a dark room with at least one guy, discussing the possibility of burning some mysterious clear gel petroleum fuel [white translucent] in an indoor fireplace. He told me that that would require a fireplace specially approved for that kind of fuel. Then I'm outdoors during the day, and I decide to buy a special barbecue that's made to burn that same mysterious fuel. I had such a barbecue in the street during the day, by some coincidence. Then conveniently comes along some man with a push cart full of that mysterious fuel, and he starts pumping it through a hose into my barbecue. My barbecue had two pipe caps on my side, and at least one on the man's side of the barbecue. An extra cap was removed to vent the tank during pumping. I asked him if he sells it by the gallon. He replied that he gave Britney 20. Then I asked him if he sells it by the pound. Then he again said he gave Britney 20.
Well, maybe you can figure out what this all means.

Steve

Here's recent correspondence with Elaine, of Seinfeld:

Elaine: Thank Steve! You should never ask a lady, even Elaine, to reveal her real age! All I know is that I look and feel just mahvelous!

Me: Yes, you look marvelous. You've been an object of my fantasies ever since I first laid eyes upon you on tv, in fact. And you feel marvelous. Well, if I ever feel you, that could be the verification of that. Any time soon is ok with me. I'm like George or Jerry or maybe Kramer, who were longing for you. To obtain Elaine is to attain one's paramount life objective, above all else. To have Elaine is to experience life fulfillment. To be without Elaine is to waste away, and fall through the floorboards of life. It's sad how I've been so forelornly wasting away. Of course, you're a star; what do you care. I've never had a paying role in anything myself.

Steve

Excuse this for being late, but I just came across a really good New Year's animation. There's got to be some philosophy which explains how it's always New Year's Day, and hence time for the party.
Champaign bottle with its cork popping

Ok, it's New Year's Day, but you're not falling for this dumb art trick?

The above blog entry was made on March 8, 2007.

I've never watched a Beatles movie all the way through, or even close to it. Here's one I caught a glimpse of decades ago on tv:

Life has treated me so unkindly in the years since.

The above blog entry was made on March 7, 2007.

Patty Duke just made my day. Here's the reply she just sent to me:

Thanks for being a friend Steve - I wish you much luck.
Haha - I drop the same hints myself. It's a rough business & even I have a hard time finding jobs too!
Kisses & love from Anna Patty Duke

The above blog entry was made on March 6, 2007.

Here's the lyrics:

Whiter Shade Of Pale

We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kind of seasick
The crowd called out for more

The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray

And so it was later
As the Miller told His tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see"
But I wandered through my playing cards
Would not let her be

One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might just as well've been closed

And so it was later
As the Miller told His tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

And so it was later . . . [abrupt fadeout]

The above blog entry was made on March 5, 2007.

This was really a phenomenal, interesting day for me (03/04/07). To top it off, here's a message I just sent to Paul MacCartney:

Dear Sir Paul,

I was just having the pleasure of adding some high profile people to my friends list, and came across the profile of your 1960's ex-girlfriend, Ms. Asher. That was interesting. I couldn't resist the opportunity to mention a coincidence. In the late 1970's and 1980, my boss at a computer storeroom had that same last name, Asher. OMG, I just thought of another coincidence! Just now, I swear. His first name was PAUL. I swear it. It was interesting as it was, the Asher name coincidence, and I just realized you two, my ex-boss and you, have the same first name. His name was Paul Asher. I read that your ex-girlfriend is in the royal lineage of Henry III. This computer company, General Automation, was in Anaheim, the one Disneyland is in. They made the old-style bulky computers. They've since switched to pc size computers. I don't know if they're still in business. Maybe this name coincidence was the hadywork [handiwork] of the gods. But what would it mean?

Don't forget to write.

Steve

I hate to mention it, but while I'm on the subject of music, maybe I should get it off my chest. I'm the real composer/writer of Whiter Shade of Pale, that was a Procol Haram hit. I suspect that they (Procol Haram) were concerned about this matter, after my seeming to resurrect from the dead, so to speak. I really know what the words mean. I was so precocious. I was a kid then, in the 1960's. Can you guess where I got the inspiration for the opening line, "We skipped the light fandango"? Believe it or not, way back then, in the 1960's, there was a tv commercial going, and they used that word, "fandango." I'm trying to remember; I believe they also described an event with a light display. There you have it, "light fandango." I am the composer/writer of it. I don't recall, offhand, the name of that event. Does that remind you of my inspiration for the name, Adam Levine? I got that from watching tv in the 1970's, as they mentioned the Robert E. Levine scandal of then, as I've said before. I also hate to say it, but a ghost spirited that music over to Great Britain, to Procol Haram. That's how they got ahold of it. It's the absolute truth. I know quite well what the lyrics mean. It's a blood-and-guts horror story, about a high-profile lady who died in the 1960's. It's a sad tribute to her. I was crying, reflecting on the meaning of the lyrics last night. I predicted her death, BEFORE it happened. The song was about Sharon Tate.

The above blog entry was made on March 4, 2007.

I came across this bizarre video about life. Here it is:

The above blog entry was made on March 3, 2007.

The lawyers of one of my creditors has just filed suit against me. You don't care about that; it's not your problem.

The above blog entry was made on March 1, 2007.

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