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James

About Me

I don't have any allergies and don't easily bruise, but my jaw clicks sometimes and I fall down easily. I work a stupid job so that I may support auditioning and travelling for better jobs.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Ted Danson and Mick Jagger. Apparently, they have concave chests, like me. It's not a serious deformity that I share with an Emmy winner and legendary rocker, rather a small cavity about the size of a plum, or a medium nutsac.

My Blog

Kings and Queens and Ordinary Men...

Like Communism or skinny jeans, there are things I understand less and less the more often I am exposed to them.  One such anomaly is the cartoonish royalty we call drag kings and queens.  I...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 01:53:00 GMT

Test Pattern...

If you are up very, very late watching television, and you flip to a local station, you might see the end of the broadcast day.  They play the national anthem and then several multicoloured ...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 00:18:00 GMT

I Am Not A Camera...

Driving through the Okanagan Valley, Lewis asked me which Six Feet Under character I most identified with.  "I don't know..." I said.  "Um....Brenda?  David?" "Brenda's so fucked!" yell...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 00:19:00 GMT

You Can Keep The Secret...

When Oprah speaks, it shall be so.  That's the impression I get, anyway.  The mere suggestion of her endorsement sells books, magazines, movie tickets, a general sense of Oprahfulness. ...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 00:27:00 GMT

Fat Lazy Brain...

Ryan posed a question to me last night.  He asked, "What's the third synonym for vocabulary?  I've got vocabulary, vernacular, lexicon, and...what's the third I'm trying to think of?"&n...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 22:54:00 GMT

A Star in Porn...

I have some pretty exciting news, you guys.  Jessy wants to be my MySpace Friend.  So does Tam'ra, Leiloni, and Ashling.  Truth be told, I don't even know these women, but they are beau...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 22:48:00 GMT

Sticks and Stones...

"You smell like a monkey!" He yelled and laughed in my face.  Then his mom bought him candy while I looked on, puzzled.  I remember it like it was yesterday.  In fact, it was three week...
Posted by on Fri, 25 May 2007 00:12:00 GMT

Plastic Fantastic...

Remember those shitty collages we all had to make in grade school?  An elementary attempt at an entire weekend of homework in the name of cutting up your parents' magazines?  And y...
Posted by on Fri, 18 May 2007 22:52:00 GMT

Nothing is Sacred...

I'm not good with silence.  Stillness makes me antsy.  To me, nothing is worse than nothing.  To stare at a blank page for too long is a terrible experience.  That pause in a ...
Posted by on Tue, 15 May 2007 12:32:00 GMT

Knock-knock-knockin'...

I got to thinking today about Heaven.  According to the apparently famous 2001 Harris Poll, eighty-five percent of the American population believes that Heaven exists.  Neither Har...
Posted by on Wed, 02 May 2007 22:45:00 GMT