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December 23, 2003

Holiday 2004 thought

RT tickets to DFW airport : $247.00

New Haircut at Burt Grant Salon: $40

Scrumptious Texas BBQ dinner with Dad, his wife and my Brother who is FIVE years younger than I: $48.95

Being the only one at the table asked for ID when ordering a beer: PRICELESS!!!

Posted by mermu at 12:01 PM | Comments (2)

December 19, 2003

Movin' on Without GWB

First off let me apologize on behalf of the peeps at www.moveon.org. They are at heart a small group of people who had a really great idea that overwhelmed them. It doesn't make the silly way they formatted the voting any less annoying but it does sort of help to understand that they had no idea how big the job was when they started it. ...In that way I guess they are sort of like Shrub Jr.
It's frustrating because they don't seem to understand that most of the people who are going to view these ads are people who know/love/support the people who took time and energy to make the films. Why they make it so hard to search for a commercial when clearly that's what people are urged and compelled to do I don't know. It's a piece of cake to include a search engine. And most people I am guessing will stick around to view other commercials anyway. Some of them are damn good.

To see my commercial without being able to vote go to this site. To vote for some of the ads, one of which may be mine try this.

Thanks for checking it out and being curious. Whether you love or hate Bush I know one thing for sure: MoveOn.org is changing the landscape of politics.

Posted by mermu at 10:56 AM | Comments (1)

December 08, 2003

Single HGI Female and Dog

Single Hispanic-German-Irish Female and German Shepherd Dog seek:

Available as early as Jan 1

Female, early 30s, producer/director, with friendly dog seeks a roommate (M or F, late twenties to thirties) to share beautiful 2nd floor apartment 1 block from Blvd. East. Kitchen and Bath recently renovated. (There's a dishwasher!) Free laundry in basement(landlord feels this is included in rent.)House has great atmosphere, everyone is nice and friendly. Rent is $825 plus utilities (gas and elect, cable, phone) If you want to use my DSL you can as long as you have a wireless hookup with no extra charge. View off BLVD East is amazing! Literally 3/4 of a block walk to 10 minute bus ride to Port Authority.

You will get beautiful bedroom with two closets in back of house, and sole use of small open room next to your bedroom.

Looking for January 1 move in date but will consider later in the month.

If you know anybody let me know. I have a really cool apartment and would love to share it with someone fun and interesting.

Posted by mermu at 05:09 PM | Comments (0)

Who do you Work For?

Last Thursday I was up at the northernmost tip of Manhattan editing my first commercial with my editor/cameraman Ken until 4:00 am. While it's not the overwhelming denunciation of Junior's presidency for which I was hoping, I do think it is pretty damn good for a first timer. I wrote the script, directed, co-edited and did the voiceover for the piece. My limitless gratitude goes out to the Gentleman Caller, the Chef at Mama Duke, and my friend Liz for their work and talent as the "people on the street". I was so impressed with both GC and the Chef. They have never acted before and they did a really bang up job. I could tell GC was nervous before his shoot but he turned out to be a natural. Liz is a professional so I knew she'd have it in the bag. She will be starring in a play I am directing in May so keep posted! And of course Ken's help made it all possible. I didn't know the first thing about editing; now I do so thanks Ken!

If you want to see the commercial, log on to the MoveOn.org website between December 15th and December 30th, view it and VOTE FOR ME!!! The winning commercial will be aired nationally during the state of the union in February.

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December 07, 2003

Nullae Satisfactionis potiri non possum....

The Friday after Thanksgiving the Gentleman Caller and I scored tickets along with two of my other T-day guests to go see John Leguizamo's Sexaholix. Maia my ex-roomie and current T-day guest gave us the hookup. So the band of comrads met on Friday to see the show and after a short stint at a chi-chi hotel bar in Times Square we ended up at GC's Swanky Central Park West apartment for Vietnamese food, good music, and a killer view of the Reservoir in Central Park. GC has quite the eclectic taste in music. We like a lot of the same things in the old school stuff. He had a Nat King Cole record....RECORD!... with my favorite Nat King Cole song. He also had my favorite Nat King Cole song on a victrola record. So he whipped out the victrola (of course he had one of those too.) and a few of his 78s. There was some crazy song about a boy being a party "Does he have a bank account..bank account bank account"..."That little party of mine" I think it was called.

It was a lovely rainy, chilled evening. I had such a great time lounging, looking at the city and feeling the rain through the open window that was twelve stories above the sidewalk. All while listening to the tunes of a Bulgarian durge on guitar and the soft subtle sounds Nat King Cole. GC and his friend also wrote a saucy song about my little Thanksgiving dinner. I thought it was quite funny but I can't remember the words.

We broke up our party around 2:00am. So while "I can't get no satisfaction" may be the title of this entry, I certainly embraced a little something from a few kindred revelers that night to tide me over until I do.

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December 06, 2003

Let's Talk Turkey

The smells from the kitchen, cameraderie of the chefs, the loudness of talkers and the clanking of pots and pans. There's no doubt that places like The Plaza and Le Cirque have brilliant tasting meals but the spirit of the food; that aroma and flavor that comes from having someone who loves or cares about you cooking and preparing the meal can not be bought.

I cooked my first turkey and hosted my first Thanksgiving dinner for 5 friends that for the space of a long weekend became like a family. It was quite interesting. We five ended up hanging out together the entire weekend.

The dinner turned out quite nicely. I got to use 6 sets of my 12-setting china I bought in the spur of the moment a few weeks ago. When I bought this china I had no idea I would be hosting a dinner. I just wanted the setting- I thought it was really pretty and I normally find china settings too "fru-fru". I found the set at a house sale down the street. So without really needing it and half thinking it was ridiculous for me to be buying such a thing I wouldn't use for a long time, I plopped down $25 for 12 place settings, two serving bowls, the platter, creamer, sugarbowl and gravy boat. Within two weeks I had a reason to use them. And the were such a lovely addition to my table.

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The meal turned out so well. With a little assurance from Butterball that the turkey did not need to be covered at all, I stuffed my turkey with aromatics like lemon, onion and taragon and slid slices of sausages without the casing between the skin and the meat of the turkey. The Butterball girl was a little disturbed that I didn't have a meat thermometer. What could I do? It was my first turkey. Anyway the pilgrims didn't use meat thermometers. Though a little concerned I plowed through and prayed for the best. The aromatics stuffing and sausage was my friend Jim's suggestion. He is a pretty brilliant cook so I knew he wouldn't steer me wrong. For some reason I felt that asking my mom might not be the best course. The turkey turned out to be flavorful, savory, juicy, and cooked through . So in the end I had a meal of Vegetable Appetizers, spinach rollups, turkey, gravy, stuffing, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole (you can take the girl out of the trailer....), candied yams (via Mama Duke), rolls, homemade cranberry sauce, various wines, iced tea, pumpkin pie, apple crisp, French pecan pie (an overwhelming favorite of my guests), ice cream, coffee, Bailey's, and a few Hershey's kisses for after dinner sweets. It was a meal of which to be proud.

In the end, I was surprised at how easy cooking this meal turned out to be. There really wasn't any of the trauma promised by numerous holiday TV specials and horror fables told by friends. Then my Dad explained it to me. Once you've cooked tamales, everything else is easy.

He's right.

So I had a really great Thanksgiving. I think my guests did too. We hung out talking, singing and playing guitar and watching some bizarre thing about cavemen until 2:00 in the morning.

Posted by mermu at 02:04 AM | Comments (4)