Fast forward, s'il vous plait.

Let's skip the bs and get to Friday already. Life is short.

Should I get rid of my car?
I've been thinking. What if I got rid of my car? I took it in for it's overdue round of service - let's see, what was that, $2-300? Then I'm renewing my insurance policy on it so there's the monthly insurance payments to the tune of $100/month. Such a burden. Car is king in LA, I know; but, alas, it's become luggage. Having to traipse around LA trying to find parking. That keeps sucking money out of you...

So this is what my life has come to. Reviewing my car insurance policy. That's the most important thing on my to do list these days. That and filing my taxes (still haven't done them), getting the button sown back on my jacket, and doing the laundry this weekend. But no one really talks about all that. And why would they?

Why can't men be like Europe?
Europe is just as old and charming and romantic and beautiful as I remember it to be. Why can't more men be like that? Hmm. Well, minus the 'old,' of course.

And, as much as I'm trying not to rub it in, it is really nice to get out of LA. Honestly. Really, really, really nice.

COTW crush-of-the-week

Spotted: the matching shirt and ascot combo. Niiice. If you don't ask me out by next week, maybe I'll have to ask you out myself. Yeah! No - don't make me do that.

People who like pie. And, of course, House of Pies on Vermont.

Movies and TV shows that make me hungry.

Hunger for certain foods. Or specific food-and-beverage venues.
Chocolat.
Waitress. I still haven't satisfied this so House of Pies has been on the brain for days.
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
It Could Happen To You.
When Harry Met Sally. We'll all have what she's having.
Before Sunset. How can any European cafe not be romantic?
Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Dead. That footage of Julia Childs and that chocolate cake.
Out of Sight. I still haven't tried bourbon. But I still want to. And I don't drink.
Rocket Science. Sometimes, a big ol' slice of pizza is all you need.

Pushing Daisies. Visually tasty, too.
Seinfeld. Various eps. There's the one about the babka and the black-and-white cookie. Big salad. Drake's coffee cakes. Entenmann's. Junior mints. Snapple? No, thanks, I'm good. I could go on, but those are the first ones that come to mind.

And On A Completely Unrelated Note

Surprisingly, I really do like Life of Ryan. First off, it's sad that he's more articulate and has better communication skills than most guys. But all the more props to the kid - he actually TALKS to his family and friends.

And to Rob Dyrdek upon seeing him throw his furniture out of the house. You people are crazy. Honestly.

In response to seeing MTV's promos for That's Amore! This make me sick. Were there any females consulted before you cut this together? I for one, do NOT plan on tuning in to the show.

Pieces of a Day

Happy Friday, world. Life always seems better on a Friday.

The Work Thing
Stop effing popping popcorn! The buttery smell permeates the entire open-air confines of the office, traveling to the heart of every single cubicle, which is part of a layout of the largest cube that is the entire office on the first floor. Bleh. Buttery butteryness.

The shipping/delivery guy is here. He wears a green t-shirt with a huge graphic screenprint on the back that says, “Who’s Your Crawdaddy?”

Creepy guys. How many of you are there? Or the ones with the beady eyes? You’re a tool, you’re a tool. You’re a big, fat tool.

Stop wearing cologne at work! If you shower, you’re good – do the universe a favor and just pop the Altoids.

“Do not ship liquids, blood or diagnostics in this packaging.” WHO IS SHIPPING LIQUIDS, BLOOD, OR DIAGNOSTICS through FedEx packaging? Honestly.

Heroes this week
How creepy is Zachary Quinto as Sylar?
I can’t stop staring at Milo Ventimiglia’s lip and the weird angle at which it hangs.
And FINALLY the characters on Heroes share scenes together again. Can’t wait to see what happens with Hiro and Peter Petrelli. Nice cliffhanger, peacock. Hopefully there won’t be too much layover time between the writer’s strike-induced gap between eps. Don’t want last year’s fizzling steam to déjà vu.

On personal gastronomics:
Lately a hankering for pie. And today one for cheese popcorn. Yes, the kind that gets all over your fingers. The Smartfood brand is also quite satisfying. Maybe I should strike up a deal with Herr’s, Tastykake, and Smartfood. You know, when I’m loaded. Starving writers like food.

COTW: Extraordinarily attractive people work ordinary jobs.
It’s the daily grind – work, errands, food, sleep. I pick up my cup ‘o joe at the cafe near my office (at least for the time being). No, our eyes do not meet. But he does take my order for a smoky-flavored mocha. I do a double take. He’s broad-shouldered with clear skin and dark hair. The face is easy on the eyes. What are you doing working here? Shouldn’t you be modeling or something? He could be – and this barista gig is his day job. Or maybe he’s decided he doesn’t want to model and isn’t into the industry. But seriously – it’s amazing to see people at menial jobs that seem like they would clearly excel in other areas. Wow.