Nubian queen on the cover of a record. I still want to be Mr. Summer.
Then on Friday as I am prop shopping, I see someone that people claim was me. You know the conspiracy of Diana Ross and Michael Jackson never being spotted in the same room. Well, Kevin Smith and I were in the same store! Yup, I am not Kevin Smith and he is not Ivan. One worry crossed my mind as I walked next to Mr. Smith, with all this GENUIS in the room, shit the place might explode from all the brain power LOL!
People who know me, know my obsession with jerseys ... over 130 now. So here are a few new quick stories regarding them.
1. Cleveland Browns (Jim Brown home jersey). My friend and I were waiting for our seats at as snazzy Italian restaurant before heading to the 3-D Festival. As we sat there, the owner goes to me, "Jim Brown? I hit that guy with a racquetball once." He played Jim Brown once at the local Racquetball rink and hit him in the head. I asked if Mr. Brown threw him out the window, but I guess he was cordial enough to take a joke. Then at the theatre some guys yelled out, "Go Browns!"
2. Pittsburgh Maulers (Mike Rozier home jersey, USFL) My brother and I were eating at the Cheesecake Factory, there was this guy sitting outside eating ... he looked like Terrell Owens or Shannon Sharpe or Welsey Snipes. So we kept staring at him trying to figure it out. As he left the restaurant he saw me looking at him, then he comes back in and I'm like, "holy shit brawl time! Gonna get my ass kicked!" He takes off his cool glasses and goes "is that a Vikings jersey?" I had to school him on my USFL knowledge. Still not sure who he was though.
3. Kansas City Royals (Bo Jackson road jersey) People at Dodgers game ate up my Bo Jackson
jersey. There was no hatin' just a lot of congratulatin'. Yo!
Friday ... Dodgers vs. Padres for 1st Place.
We went to a Dodger game on Friday night and saw some cool stuff: Greg Maddux had a no-hitter after 6 innings, funny scoreboard, and some dude in front of us had "Los Angeles" tattoed on his back and "Dodgers" on his chest. I had a HUGE ass Famous Dodger dog! There was so much meat after I was done, my voice got higher and I had 
craving for some nice Barbara Streisand music.
After all that meat I spent there rest of the game spitting sun flower shells all over Chavez Ravine. The Dodgers won and all the people were happy. Over 50,000 showed up. The game was fun and quick, it's just cool to spend time out with friends hanging out and relaxing. There were plenty of Nebraska fans at the game wearing their proud red and whites! Everytime one was shown on the dodgertron they got massive boos! I figured I would leave them alone becuase USC was going to teach the Big XII some football on Saturday anyways. Let the dreamers enjoy their stay at the friendly confines of East Los Angeles.
Saturday ... My Groupie?
On Saturday we went location scouting for our Indy Horror feature. The morning started off at 7-Eleven as we gathered the essentials ... my friend got coffee and I got a Club Soda. While inside this cute girl with a scruffy dude walked in, she b-lined right for my isle and said good morning. Then the rest of their time in there she kept looking over at me. As usual I was thinking another mistaken identity and I wanted to tell her I am not Tom Selleck or Burt Reynolds. But she was so cute that I let her imagination run wild. As they left she walked by me and said bye, then her dick boyfriend waited for her to open the door for him. My friend asked me if I knew this girl because he noticed her staring at me and looking at my "Slut-O-Rama" hat. I guess it wasn't the rugged good lucks but maybe just that I am a 
porno fool she recognized. OR maybe it was my truly amazing resemblance to Magnum PI? I will let my imagination run wild for now.
We went driving up North and found an amazing burned down area. It was sad to see so much damage and devastation but such sights needed a scene to be shot in. I shot some test footage and then we came up with a great new kill scene. As we left the area I felt something under my beard and grabbed it then pulled on it. Holy shit did the pain shoot up my head! Some bug decided to bite the hell out of me. My friend was asking me if it felt swollen, and I was like, "Dude look at me, I am all swollen especially my face." It hurt the rest of the day and night, but this morning my limbs still work, so I guess I am okay.
Before heading out we found another amazing area which we shot the hell out of for blocking. THEN we found a tunnel and I got some more great PR shots. My friend called me "a character!" while laughing at my hair and poses. Yeah I might be a character! But a character on the Next Hot Male Model. :)
Afterwards we headed to Gravity Hill to location scout and get video of the infamous place. Wow, during the day it looked even cooler. As we shot video, a car pulled up behind us and waited for their turn. We moved to watch them, then another car came by behind them and did the same thing. We got great video of all these cars going up hill. FYI: Gravity Hill is between two cemeteries and if you stop your car on this one hill and put the car in neutral it GOES UP HILL ... fast!
After that fun and excitement we went to the Glendale Galleria to buy a weapon and boy did we get one. A huge knife with a long curvy blade. We then spent too much on each getting a football jersey. My friend got Torry Holt Rams home jersey and I got Chad Johnson home jersey.
We grabbed some Yaki Bowl dinners and went to his place to watch football. As soon as he turned the game on a USC Fullback Ryan Powdrell, destroyed his leg on the play. It was horrible Theismann-like leg break as his foot locked 120 degrees the wrong way. It was so sad to see this Senior from a local high school end his college career like that. Hopefully NCAA will have balls to let him redshirt the season. After we ate we both fell asleep only to wake up at halftime. After the game I headed home for well needed rest. USC did teach Nebraska a lesson. Go SC!