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Boo

16 Oct

Celebrating Halloween is an art form. Last year, a local man caused a stir when he lit up a decked out display of Obama with a cash blockage up his backside while Palin hung off the chimney in full red suit and heels. I don’t doubt that this year will be any different in terms of making statements for Halloween. After all, it’s a great excuse to honor a centuries old pagan tradition, or if you’re feeling sexy, another reason to put your T and A on display. That’s where Santa Monica Boulevard comes in, or clubzone. Around California, there’s plenty to choose from for a frightful night: Universal Studios, Knottsberry Farm, Disneyland and of course, there’s always miles of pumpkin patches, like Mr. Bones’ Pumpkin Patch; A popular destination for celebrities.

Slowly but surely, the ghosts have moved in, the skeletons crept up out of their crypts and placed their bones about, the pumpkins are smiling and the mangled spiders have grown in size. My neighbors have a case of “Maman”:

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I know the pictures have bad exposure, but all I had was a camera phone in 6am light, which is to say no light at all.

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The Reality Obsessed

17 Aug

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This is Murtz Jaffer.   He is the host of Canada’s half-hour television show titled Reality Obsessed. As explained by the Reality Obsessed website,

“each episode of Reality Obsessed has Murtz on the hunt for answers to a particular ‘big picture’ question in the realm of reality television. He’ll explore how reality cameras affect the outcome of a complete geek hooking up with a hot babe; how casting directors find the perfect mix of angels and monsters for the next big hit, or what happens after contestants’ 15 minutes of fame are up? It’s a full blown celebration of everything reality!”

He is also, as The New York Times reports, “regarded as the world’s foremost reality television expert because of his ability to predict, analyze and map out how programs will go.”    This is why Murtz is famous.  For someone with his own Wikipedia page, a long journalistic resume, and star power he’s pretty nice, and a particularly gracious host.

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This is what happens when you order bottle service.

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This is area – the club meant to look like a modern mid-century, Andy Warhol loving, living room. As if you’ve walked into your own trippy apartment renovated with bars, coruscating neon beacons, wooden tabletops, wooden ceilings and tables, plus lots of girls (guys had a tough time getting past the doorman – want to order a bottle? You’ll have to make it two). Par for the course, on the left you’ve got ass-cleavage, low-tops and slinky dresses – all shaking it out on the dance floor to the beat of hip-hop and remixed pop hits and looking for the closest table with a bottle – and on the right, mixed drinks at $12+ a pop from the cute blond bartenders.

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We decide to head to the back room.  A small and unimpressive space (compared to the flashing lights and booming music just outside the door) that looks like my parents basement circa 1989 – with better wallpaper.

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Turns out it was Murtz’ birthday (or around that time), and so everyone signed his banner.

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I expected obsessed fans/reality star pandemonium; fans were not stalking outside waiting for their favorite reality stars, but there were several winners from past reality seasons (Real World, Survivor, Amazing Race) and one fan named Ziggy.

Murtz said his goodbye’s and so did our friends. With that, it was time to turn in.

12:30am, On the road again.

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