Tuesday, March 31, 2009


I bought my first car. Insane. Since I can't afford a shiny new one right now (and since I'm secretly waiting for the new electric models to be rolled out in two years), I bought my friend's old car from him.

It runs fine, gets good gas mileage, and has manual locks and windows. I love that it's not an expensive asshole-mobile.

Now comes the important part. Suppose I get vanity plates. What should they say?

Some thoughts, inspired by my limited time driving in Los Angeles:

Any more suggestions?

Monday, March 23, 2009

Let's Do It!


Thursday, March 19, 2009

Goodbye, Hello

Perhaps Conan is following me. Who knows. But, he's moving to LA and it's very exciting. I was psyhced that I got to do one last (tiny) appearance in one of Conan's last New York tapings.

Here it is. I'm there for a second, so do not look away.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Part of the Solution

Here's a small do-good task for your Tuesday afternoon:

Research your local recycling program. It will take only a minute, and I garantee you'll be surprised at what you can (and can't) recycle.

I did this in New York a few years ago, and learned, for example, that I could recycle clean alumimun foil, but I couldn't recycle plastic yogurt containers. Who knew?

Obviously, recycling helps us all. And making sure you're recycling the right materials (in the proper manner) saves the city time and money.

Since I just moved to Los Angeles, I went on the city's website to see their recycling guidelines. I learned that I can recycle plastic bags, but not light bulbs.

Each city is different. Check it out! And once you've done that, your good deed is done for the day. So, you can go slash someone's tires, and your karma will still be unscathed!

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Oh. Great.

What a dilemma.

I'm not quite sure what to do. It seems that I have found myself in what's known as a "happy place."

I found a great apartment to live in, and I just booked a part on Amy Poehler's new show, Parks and Recreation. I've been shooting all week, and it's pretty much the definition of Super Fun.

So, what am supposed to do with all of this sarcasm and jadedness I've still got in my pocket?