Thursday, September 18, 2008

something to chew on...

i know i got some catching up to do with you guys, but i'll do that later.

in the meantime, can you believe summer's almost officially over??! sheeeet, man. where does the time go. at least here in LA it's always summery-ish. if i was still living back east i think i'd build a time machine so i could go back to June again.

ahh, autumn. falling leaves...hunting season...back to school.

speaking of school, remember last year when i talked about putting together my high school's 10-year reunion? NO? well screw you, i did.

here's the not-so-short film i threw together to help kick off the evening with one of my best pals from the olden days, Pastor P3ter B0nd. you won't get many of the inside jokes, but you WILL get to see my "alma mater" and some of my favorite teachers from those days.

enjoooooy.

Pete Goes Back to School

Thursday, July 03, 2008

Happy Birthday, Tom Cruise!

on behalf of Tom Cruise and myself, and anyone else who shares a birthday with us on this glorious date...

thank you.

the big plans for the day:

work (or rather, "work") at Last Comic
BBQ with the neighbors
drink with the friends
pass out...somewhere


the Roost is once again my bar of choice for the festivities. it was a blast last year, figured why not give it another spin. and after the crazy month i had i really just need something low-key.

i'd fill you in, but i don't have the energy right now. but it's all good. trust me.

til next time...

Friday, June 20, 2008

MIA

i know.

i KNOW.




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just gimme a few more blog-less days, alright? i'll be back in july.

til next time...

Monday, April 07, 2008

experiment

friday night i came home, plopped down on the couch and decided not to get up off the couch for the rest of the evening.  when i was flipping through the channels, i discovered "Planet of the Apes" was just about to start on AMC.  having never seen (the original) POTA, i decided to make it my evening.

and what an evening it was.  that charlton heston was some actor.  so good...yet so bad at the very same time.  yet, it worked.  how that's even humanly possible, i don't know.  but the man can pull it off.  i just wish he could've put ON some more clothes.  there are few things more disturbing in this world than a mostly-naked middle aged man's body.  no matter what shape he's in.  yikes.  there's a reason God invented clothes.

anyway...at some point i remember thinking to myself:

"gee, charlton heston should be getting up there in age these days.  i wonder when he's going to die..."

next day -- DEAD!!

coincidence?  probably.  BUT what if...what if...i'm a mutant.  and my mutant power is that whenever i think about someone and wonder when they're going to die -- they die the NEXT day.

there's only one way to find out.

"(INSERT YOUR NAME HERE) is getting pretty old.  i wonder when (INSERT YOUR NAME HERE) is going to die..."

let me know how it works out.

til next time...

Monday, March 17, 2008

St. Patty's Day

Today's been pretty lame. i'm chained to my desk. every now and then i go stand outside and bask in the sunshine for a few minutes. like a lizard. i figure the smokers get to go outside every twenty minutes to puff a cig, why can't i? and if my boss gives me shit, well then i'll just have to start smoking then, won't i.

yes, no st. patty's celebrations for me today. i think. at least none that i've been invited to. yet. but that's cool, because there's no way on earth nor in hell that any st. patty's day now and forever can live up to the one i had on March 17, 2001. i remember it well...

[BEGIN FLASHBACK]...



i was but a wee lad of 21, merely months away from graduating NYU and officially beginning my career as a starving artist. it was spring break, but THIS spring break, instead of heading to Florida like so many of my northeast compatriots, a small army of NYU-ers and I went to London...




...where we appreciated all the culture London had to offer. like its art. and its Indian food.



it just so happened that our last night in London fell on St. Patrick's Day.

and it just so happened that we stumbled across the wildest, craziest pub in all of Soho called "Bad Bob's". and Bob had a gigantic dance floor in his basement.

i don't know who the DJ was or even if there WAS a DJ, but Bad Bob was pumping out the dance hits one after another. my feet didn't leave the dance floor from 11pm to 4am -- not for a second. not even to use the loo. it's a record for most consecutive hours of dancing which i doubt i'll ever break. the hits were just THAT good.

[END FLASHBACK]...

that was the last night i spent in London. and thanks to our sinking dollar, that may be for good.

Happy St. Patty's Day, friends.

til next time...







Thursday, March 13, 2008

alive and kickin' it

my friends. long time no blog. i wish i could say i missed you...but i haven't. i needed this little break. it's not you. it's ME. i swear.

but i'm starting to get the itch to re-enter the blogosphere, so my (unintentionally) long hiatus may soon be over. the problem is, where to start?

last you heard i was bemoaning my long hours on the grammy's and pining for my weekend in the mountains.

well, i can tell you that those mountains were gorgeous. and that i've become quite the awesome snowboarder. sure, you won't be calling me "shawn white" any time soon, but i'm much better than i've ever been, due mainly to my sweet new board more so than my skillz. but those skills are multiplyin'.

and yes, the grammy's did suck ass. not the show. the show was pretty good, actually. it was just the overall experience. but i survived. and i now have a fresh new major television production under my belt and on top of my resume. while i could write blogs and blogs about my experience, i won't. because i'm LAZY. so i now present to you...

"Matt White's Gr@mmy Highlights/Lowlights"

Highlight: I got to pee next to Tony Bennett backstage in the Staple's Center men's room.
Lowlight: Tony had a very weak stream. Not a good sign for his prostate. Sad.

Highlight: I got to meet one of the Beatles!
Lowlight: The Beatle was Ringo.

Highlight: I got a front row seat to watch Kanye, Alicia, Beyoncé, Tina, etc rehearse and perform.
Lowlight: By that point I would've traded them all for my pillow.

Highlight: I got to work closely with some of the most successful producers, directors, etc working in TV.
Lowlight: I'm pretty sure none of them remember/even knew my name.

Highlight: I got put up in a hotel so I didn't have to drive home late every night.
Lowlight: Said hotel was a Holiday Inn.

Highlight: When I asked one of the "older" directors who had my job on the grammy's 25+ years ago "how she did it?" (meaning, how did she survive the workload/crazy hours?), she instantly replied, "Cocaine. Lots and lots of blow." (not a joke)
Lowlight: Drug dealers don't take credit cards.

that, in an e-nutshell, was my grammy's experience. been there, done that. moving on. next. never again.


right now i'm back at my old desk at Last C0mic Standing, Season 6. and it's good to be back. we're taping the majority of our shows in Vegas this year, so it looks like i'm gonna be spendin' some Q.T. in Sin City over the next several months.

Lowlight: They're putting us up at Bally's.


The whistle just blew, folks. and i am outta here! i'll try to post some cool pics soon. thanks for checkin' in.

til next time...

Friday, January 25, 2008

Mammoth HO!

tomorrow i finally finally FINALLY FINALLY!!!! get to try out my new snowboard!! i only got it 2 whole months ago! but i must wait no longer. the day has finally come. it's time for my yearly pilgrimage to Mammoth Mountain.

this is my 4th last-weekend-in-January trip in a row, with many many more to come.

that is, of course, if my friends and i survive the 4-12 hour trek up there. just our luck, this year our trip has to coincide with one doozey of storm. which makes for some kick-ass skiing!...but sucky driving. but we're goin' anyway.

i've already warned my friends that if we get stranded on some mountain pass, 8,000 feet above sea level -- i WILL eat them. like the Donner Party.

NOT like the Lemon Party.

but if it's a choice between freezing to death and doing that, well...my arm might be twisted.

til next time...