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January 06, 2005

My Heart is On Fire for the First National

Is it wrong that I daydreamed about robbing banks for the majority of today?

The world simply did not know what to do with us. It was only a matter of time...
"Down on the ground......
.....put your hands where I can see them....
...and don't nobody move...."

Daddy, you sure do know how to talk to a girl!

We don't have the fingerprints to stay in this town.

The above photo is my eye in the monitor for the making of my film - Revolver. And my friends, this is the year that we'll get the funding, I can feel it. Either from legit sources, or from me taking every bank from here to Vegas. So unless you wanna see me locked up in prison for the rest of my life, you better pass the promotional trailer onto all your friends who wanna invest in the chance of a lifetime.

Me and my old 1950s red Chinese suitcase are hitting the road next week - off to haunted old Hollywood Motels. I'm heading off from NYC to the lights of LA for a photoshoot spree and to bring out promotional Revolver packages. Cross your fingers for this dame, would ya?

I'm dragging you all in this with me. You don't have any choice. I'm kidnapping you. The end.

In other news, I woke up this morning to have this sassy link waiting for me...

Nothing like reading about my exploits in German before breakfast!
(Ich bedanke mich, Stefan. Ich liebe dich!)

Besides daydreaming endlessly about bank robberies...I was thinking about how incredibly happy it makes me when I drive into the city and come out to my expired parking meter hours later to find that there's no parking ticket stuck on my windshield. It's kind of like the feeling you get when you win a scratch-off ticket. A nice simple little thrill that makes you wanna shake your fists in the air.

Chalk another one up for the underdogs.

Posted by Veronica at January 6, 2005 07:13 PM