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Sickened

I have no words:

Westboro Baptist Church will picket Heath Ledger’s funeral

Ok, I lied. I have words:

These people sicken me. If it didn’t make me exactly like him, I would say that Fred Phelps deserves a very special place in hell. It’s a place very close to that place he wants to send the rest of the world. Well, not the entire rest of the world. Just, you know, Gays, Jews, Swedes, Mexicans, Canadians, Americans, not Al Gore, the Clinton Family, Al Gore, Bill O’Reilly, The Screen Actor’s Guild, The Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences, Reggie White, The ACLU, Ang Lee, Matthew Shepard, Princess Di, Ronald Reagan, The Southern Poverty Law Center, Moises Kaufman, Soldiers, Mormons, Muslims, Jon Stewart, Stephen Colbert, and the Irish. (I’m not joking about any of these, and I’m absolutely, 100% positive that I missed a few).

When I think of what should be done to that asshat - just, you know, for the sake of argument - I recall The Onion’s descriptions of the eternal torment which awaited the 9/11 hijackers in hell. And yes, I put Fred Phelps in the same category as those cocksuckers.

A few choice quotes from the aforementioned Onion article:

“…they certainly didn’t seem prepared to be skewered from eye socket to bunghole and then placed on a spit so that their flesh could be roasted by the searing gale of flatus which issues forth from the haunches of Asmoday.”

“…they’ll be sodomized by the Fallen and their bowels shredded by a demonic ejaculate of burning sand” [I’m particularly fond of this one. -J]

“Then, on Sunday, Satan gets them all day. I can’t even imagine what he’s got cooked up for them.”

Enjoy eternity, Fred. You closeted, self-hating douchebag.

Lumiere #1


12 of 12: November

I missed the October 12 of 12, which is unfortunate because I traveled to Wisconsin that day. Taking the redeye seemed like a good idea, but then it got the better of me and I didn’t take many pictures at all. Here then is my 2nd 12 for November:


6:06 am

6:06 am - Up early for the bi-annual pyro seminar required at Universal in order to keep working pyro shows. Not that I’ve been loading pyro at all lately, but that’s a long story.


Thrilled to be awake

6:19 am - Obviously thrilled to be awake and looking my best…


Dormant Waterworld

8:26 am - Waterworld is still quiet backstage. That will change soon as they start blowing things up.


Pyro Handbook

10:38 am - The book learnin’ is in progress. I’ve probably been through a dozen of these seminars and the book hasn’t changed yet.


Devil in the Flames

12:06 pm - Ok, this is where the day really got creepy. During fire extinguisher training I captured the face of the devil in the flames. Top right of the flames,The Dark Lord’s face is in profile, horns and all. Proof that the apocalypse will begin at Universal Studios Hollywood. It may have already begun.


Fueling up

12:35 pm - Ran errands at lunch, which required a refueling.


Who needs the...

2:31 pm - Checked out the new Kwik-E-Mart next to where the Simpsons ride is going to be. This one is nowhere near as cool as the 7-11 they converted a few months ago.


Ciabatta

4:30 pm - Stopped at Trader Joe’s to pick up bread for dinner.


Laundry

4:46 pm - A few loads of laundry.


Veggie Black Bean Chili - before

5:44 pm - Vegetarian Black Bean Chili, before


Veggie Black Bean Chili - after

6:04 pm - Vegetarian Black Bean Chili, after


Cubing

8:42 pm - I’m WAY behind on my video blogs (the ones I watch, we’re not even going to talk about MY video blog right now), so I did some mindless cubin’ while watching.

OK, Maybe not

So it turns out my brilliant plot to get contraband on board a cruise ship wasn’t so brilliant. Turns out that they do in fact screen you every time you get on the boat. They even carry a metal detector on board for those ports that are tendered. I’ll have to think of another way to get cheap alcohol on the ship.

Out to sea

Cruise Day 1
IMG_0470When you board a cruise ship at your embarkation port, you go through airport-level security. Maybe not post-9/11 airport security, but at least pre-9/11. You don’t have to take off your shoes but you do have to go through lines, metal detectors, baggage x-rays. All that stuff. To me, it seemed kind of pointless. Hypothetically, if I were to determined to get something on that wasn’t supposed to be on board. Hypothetically, I’d board the ship in L.A. “clean”, then have someone meet me in San Diego with the illicit item or items. When you re-board after being off the ship in port, the screening is cursory, if anything at all. I’m just sayin’. Hypothetically.

One thing that is pretty cool is the fact that I’m at least 10 miles out to sea and am able to access the internet. And it costs less than most hotel internet plans.

Happy New Year!

To the one maybe two people who read this, Happy New Year! Look for a new look and a new project in the coming weeks.

Please…don’t walk that way

Does anyone else cringe when they hear Macy Gray absolutely slaughter “Walk This Way” on that damn Sony music commercial on the radio?

That woman scares the bejesus out of me. Reminds me of Eartha Kitt in that way.

Welcome to jaredcox.com

I think that was a record. The last site design was up for 11 days before I sickened of it. This one should stay longer, but there are no guarantees. So here is the new site. I swear, the photography and gallery sections will be put up soon.

Crossing for a Living

So, I’m not even going to try to catch up on everything. Lets just say I’ve been relatively busy working long hours for little money. Ah, the glamourous life of Hollywood.

In all seriousness, I’ve been having a great time. I registered at Central about 4 weeks ago and have been working at least 3 times a week since then. In fact, as I was sitting in registration I was asked to go to a fitting for Men In Black 2. So I did. That was a fun weeks work, plus I got to wear the cool MIB suit. In addition to MIB, I’ve also worked ER (twice), Gilmore Girls, Providence, Crossing Jordan, Alias and Buffy. (This is all background work, BTW) Oh, and West Wing, but I’m not sure if that counts, since I never actually got to work. They ended up only needing 3 of the 4 Uniformed Secret Service guys and I lost the Ro-Sham-Bo tournament.

Alias was a long night. Well, it was only 8 hours, so it technically was rather short, but those 8 hours started at 10:30pm. But it was a really cool set. I’m actually working it again on Monday. They called me for that, which is nice. If for no other reason that that I didn’t have to play the redial game this afternoon to try to get through to Central.

I’m going to try to compile what show’s I’ve worked and when they’ll air. Maybe a brief description of which 5 seconds I may appear briefly in the background. Click here to see that.

Catching Up - Part 1: The Move

OK. It’s been a long time. Here goes:

We drove to L.A. in mid-July to find an apartment. After a few decent places and a few not-so-decent places, we arrived a half-hour early at an appointment in Hollywood. The building next-door was having an open-house, so us being early and looking for an apartment, we decided to take a look. Long story short, we took it. Yes, the building that we didn’t even have an appointment at ended up being the one we’re now living in.

Our apartment is great. We can’t conceive paying only as much as we do for the view we have. Which, by the way, is of the Hollywood Hills with the Hollywood Sign featured prominently out our window. We can also see Griffith Observatory. Back in San Francisco, this view would have tacked at least an extra 50% onto the price of the apartment.

So, on Monday the 30th of August, we packed up our U-Haul (after a very nerve-racking, ‘are-we-going-to-get-our-truck-today’ experience) and on Tuesday morning we rolled out of Baghdad by the Bay. My brother and his friend drove our car down and helped us unpack, in exchange for room, board and college tours for a week.

We made it to L.A. in really good time, for a U-Haul and finished unloading just shy of the building-mandated 9:00 cut-off time. (No using the freight elevator for moving past 9:00) And while there are still cardboard boxes tucked away in the closets, our apartment now looks like an apartment.

Now to work…