My Friends Are Famous

This is a photo of my now totally world famous friend Tracy Anderson. 

I know you can't really tell how rich, and handsome, and A-listy he is by this scanned, Xeroxed, Polaroid, but trust me, he totally is. 

Tracy shot this artsy and captivating video of some naked guy getting tased at Coachella a few weeks ago, by 3 helpless officers, unable to contain this clearly violent and threatening criminal, by any other available means. 

He titled the video "The Naked Wizard" (Maybe he meant, "fairy"???) and posted it up on Vimeo, for the world to see. 

Well, before he knew it, there was like a million hits. Turns out Tracy might want to quit his day job and take up phone filming full time. TMZ offerd him a job and now i'm pretty sure he's flying around in some private Jet, with beautiful women attached to him like that cop's taser to this poor guys neck. 

Anyway, per the usual I'm totally proud of my friends, and their unabashed willingness to stand up for the....ummm, little guy.

See my close, close, BFF, Tracy Anderson's now world famous Naked Wizard video here. Had this guy been anymore harmless, it would have taken an army of fairy dusting, unicorns on ecstasy to get him to put his clothing back on:

Naked Wizard Tased By Reality from Tracy Anderson on Vimeo.

The Stuff Birthdays Are Made Of

For the first couple of years I lived in LA I had a neighbor, Jason, that completely rocketed me into some 3rd dimension of reckless abandon, platonic love, hot tub party, stay up all night, put nothing past the man, unapologetic fun. In all honesty it's been kind of sad since he left.

His balcony faced my kitchen and he would just walk around naked in his room! He would just stand there and talk to us like, "what?".

At first I thought he was gay, but then I began to see how the ladies would swoon. I totally fell in love with him.

He let me put makeup on him and dress him up and he would always bring me presents from one of his random trips to the other side of the world.

Plus, if he was over everyone else, he would always still be nice to me! Who could ask for more?

Anyway, apparently it was his dirty 30 a few weeks ago, but he only had a party this weekend, so Poncheco and I thought it was this weekend. In a burst of shower time birthday inspiration Kim Beam wrote Jason the best birthday card ever, in the form of a song, in the form the best band EVER, Glitter Pussy.

I feel compelled to share the lyrics, with the hope that they may fill you with even a sliver of the joy they bring me. This is the stuff Birthdays are made of...

"He's a

no snese in livin 'less you're gonna press the limit boy

with his clothing collection and his rick kid plastic toys

its a s-sexy mixer when he's putting on game night

like a childrens cartoon with hidden genitals in plain sight

JAY-BIRD! Jesus Christ!

He'll fly to Japan to see a band that he likes

Jay-Bird! Spartacus!

Your ch-chariot has got the gold plated finish

You fukcing fit us

Happy Birthday

A whole lotta love

from Glitter Pussy...

He's super smart, decadent, and controversial

Livin seize the play, hedonist and existential

And when he's dancin, he's debonair like Fred Astaire

Jump in the line, let's raise a toast to the man!

JAY-BIRD! Jesus Christ!

He'll fly to Japan to see a band that he likes!

JAY-BIRD! Spartacus!

He's not conceited, he's just better then us.

You fucking fit us

Happy Birthday

A whole lotta love

from Glitter Pussy..."

Don't Hold Your Breath

So now that it has been a month and a half since my last blog posting, I've decided it's time for an update. Photos from my recent trip to Mexico City! A truly out of this world, all-time trip; complete with culture seeking, Mexican hipsters, Radiohead, Vanessa Prager and more...