Last month at a bar right off the campus of the College of William & Mary I saw the saddest soap that ever sudsed. According to students with longtime knowledge of the bar, the soap has always been dispensed this way. The poor thing looks so human.
My birthday in San Fran was spent first at the farmer’s market at the Ferry Bldg (left),
and then taking a ferry across the bay to Larkspur in Marin county, where we docked right next to San Quentin (right).
However, the above was his second shot. When he got ready to take the first shot, I noticed his finger placement and started to say something. His response was to cut me off and assure me, “Don’t worry, man — I got this.” Here’s what he got:
Later went hiking on Mt. Tam with some not-sucky views of the city. (Note: This is not from my iPhone, which wasn’t quite up to capturing the distance shot..)
It’s about 30 minutes northwest of downtown L.A., nestled up against the mountains. I’m never, ever asked for my betting method, but if I were, the answer would be, of course, “Don’t ask.”
However, because you didn’t ask, I’ll tell you. Step 1: Look at the sights and sip your drink. Step 2: Realize they’re nearly at the gate and betting’s almost closed. Step 3: Rush to the betting windows. [Bonus: Spill your drink en route.] Step 4: Bet on the first number that comes into your head. Step 5: Return to your seat, look at the sights, and sip your drink.
Some photos for your viewing pleasure..
A few days ago some other actors and I took part in a photo shoot for a popular magazine. The issue will probably be out in the next month or so. Unfortunately, I can’t tell you the magazine or why we were shot, but I thought some of you might be interested in what’s required for a magazine to pull off something like this.
Other than very helpful people to shepherd us around, mostly what’s needed is lots and lots of clothing choices to make us look less like bums (quoi? pas moi!) and more like presentable humans allowed to dine in public restaurants.
So here are a few photos I took of the studio we prepped in (the actual shooting was in another studio). The make-up tables are over in the right corner of course, and just out of sight to the left was a table of food, as there’s little worse than a hungry, grumpy actor (quoi?…)