De Niro: confirmed mook. "Now take me to jail." - D Trump. Tender Greens? More like Tender GROANS. Vinnie gets to write for Mike Tyson. I went to see Dick Tracy and a movie called Come And See, and I had two what Sallah from Indiana Jones would call "Bad dates."

Predator 6, starring Arnold Schwarzenegger. I was one of the 11 people that saw Furiosa this weekend, and I give my thoughts on it. I went to the Comedy Store a couple times, and witnessed Vincent Falcone have one of the amazing comedy set turnarounds I've ever seen. I had my car out for 6 hours, and you would think I had just driven across the fucking Dust Bowl in 1933. Carls Jr changed its menu without consulting me first, and it turned out about as well as you'd expect.

Coppola reaches his final form: Brando. When you cast someone who's supposed to be the younger version of them in a prequel, a good idea is to cast someone who looks absolutely nothing like them. Taxi Driver 2. Colin Quinn should moderate the presidential debate. Film nerd singles meet up. (It was about as successful as you'd imagine) Someone went the wrong way on the 405 and it didn't end well for anyone, and I saw a guy going pee pee in the carpool lane. Fred "Murder" Murphy's show. (Again) The act II blues. The black chick at the laundromat. Hinge dates with a tall fuck. Bruce's band's album listening party.

Whoever changed the date of the May 11th Colin Quinn show at Largo almost inadvertantly killed me, and threw my life into utter upheavel and extreme discomfort for several days. Ruminations on Fred "Murder" Murphy's comedy show. More like Larry CARE-azewski! Francis Ford Coppola's new movie trailer hit the wires, and you'll be shocked to know it looks like another boring pile of self-indulgent shit.

A contentious relationship with Al R. Gees! LOL!! I saw The Fall Guy in "4DX," so you don't have to. A whimsical night with some of the Monster Squad. I met with the jew broad and it went absolutely nowhere.

An afternoon in Gavin Newsom's California. I want to dig a hole in my face and set fire to it, just to destroy my awful sinuses. A weekend of galivanting with Penis Powers & Rocha. The Rock knows how to "piss everyone off," LOL!!! Night court. (Maybe)

More like QUITTIN Tarantino! 28 Years Later. Civil War. (the movie) Fallout on Amazon. Alec Baldwin getting harassed. Rob's show, and Saturday night shenanigans. Still chasin Chasin!

45, still alive! I breakdown my illustruous birthday, and fabulous trip to the Ronald Reagan Library over in Simi Valley, among other celebratory activities. Blood test aftermath. The final Curb Your Enthusiasm episode was almost fascinatingly bad. Tulsa King background drama update/interesting turn of events. Interacting with a maniac on the Game Of Thrones subreddit. More screenplay research/Marilyn Monroe historical tidbits. It rained all weekend, but I tried to do things. (Including eviscerating a black widow somewhere in my bathroom)

Behind the scenes drama! The phantom horn of Sweetzer avenue. I watched a guy leafblow the grass and a pile of dirt. (I wish I was kidding) Lucky Brand jeans are wonderful, but fuck their shallow ass pockets. Why don't you leave well enough Stallone. Old Hollywood tales/research and screenwrite-y bullshit.

Fast food? More like fast FEUD. More like chicken pad DIE. Another lovely leafblower. Ants askance. More highly productive and emotionally fulfilling Los Angeles women/dates, I promise you I totally won't die alone if I stay here. Got to meet Machete! Dune Two. (Fremen? More like FROWNIN)