today i worked for TV LAND again. i think i totally blogged up a storm about when i worked for them on some "a different world" promos. you can watch this space for more information on that previous blogcast. email my blog-master at jsfoer@vasinboy.blogspot.com.

i don't know much about star trek bc i find that show really boring!!! not really. i just have never watched it. and i feel like watching one minute of it is the same as getting my ears surgically altered to resemble those of Spock (who i am told is a character on this show w/, shall we say, _unusual_ ears). yo ps of course i know who spock is i am not trying to cover up for watching this show or any show under the umbrella of sci fi nerdoria. i do not watch these shows, i do not paint miniatures in the garage, etc.

aaanywho, i had vaguely heard that there was an old asian man who was on the show who was gay. so when the first bit o' talent arrived it was a woman and an asian man who was in his 40's maybe. i don't know when this show came out bc i think it has been running perpetually since the 40's when it was lead in to "the twilight zone".

so i sees this asian gentleman, and he makes eye contact with me and smiles. i am pretty certain that in the majority of homosexual circles eye contact is an explicit contract of felatio, so i naturally assumed that he was the homosexual in question. it later turned out that he was the host of the program. i say later, but really it was when i asked him, ... are you famous? were you on this show?...? and then he looked at me for a second and i said, i don't really watch your show... and he shook his head no. and then he told me he was the host.

i heard the host of the show and one of the members of our crew talking about spaceship launches so i decided to let them settle a bet i have with my friend dicky. he said that space started somewhere ridiculously low like 12 miles up. these guys knew their stuff, so i had the host clear up this issue:

me: how far up does SPACE start?
host: well it depends on what you mean by space.
me: well, space. outer space. where does it start in general?
host: it's accepted that space "starts" 100 kilometers up.
me: wow, that's so close. i could throw a tennis ball into space.
host: well, (chuckles), no, not really ... you see
me: no, i have a _really_ good arm.

then that guy who was on the show and is now gay showed up. his voice is haunting in person where it has room to resonate off of the walls and punish your chest cavity. i think he distended my liver. anyway, we talked about everything and nothing all at once it was magical!! i think i'm in love!! also he speaks spanish perfectly, which is kind of strange because he was on star trek.

then at one point i was outside and this guy from the hotel came by with a catering order. and he asked what was going on so i told him that they were doing a live ffed for some website with star trek people. and then he started talking about how he sees a lot of celebrities while working in the hotel. and he said that he saw beyonce, and that she was very beautiful. and that she was more beautiful than the other actresses he has seen at the hotel: halle berry, vivika a. fox, ashante, and a bakers dozen more black actresses. then he said, i think beyonce is mixed blood. and walked away.

oh my god! at the end of the day we were rolling up this big backdrop, and it was a lot of turning this heavy tube, and this one PA was like no forearm workout today!!! and i was like ugngh!!! who would work out such a useless piece of their bodies?!? what would be the benefit?!? what kind of obsessed he-man is he trying to be?!

in other news:
i am taking a new spinning class at the Y and my teacher is a _bitch_! we had to ride stationary bikes to 60 straight minutes of "the theme from knight rider"!! also, the only things she would say:
Big hill, gang!
good job, guys.
like that, back and forth. and based on the spacing between them we could tell how big a hill it was. the thermometer on this guage reads from an atom to killamanjaro.

in e-news:
an email gina sent me:

i have no drive.
i have no business sense.
i am the laziest person alive.
i am listening to bing and bowie christmas duet.
i'm doomed.


my reply:

the text of this email you sent me is the _exact_ same motto that is emblazoned (and
embroidered) on the national flag of my country!!!!!


one last piece of technical news:
i think i need to calibrate my monitor ... i went on an internet date tonight and my date was not, as i imagined her to be from the photo she emailed me, black.