“I missed this,” I thought I heard. With my face buried in Kat Denning’s bursting cleavage, I could be forgiven for not hearing her right. Nevertheless, I chose to believe I heard her right and said, “Me too,” although I probably made it hard for her to hear me. “Well, doy,” I…
This little getaway was the best idea I ever had. I knew that even before I saw Jennifer Lawrence in that one piece, cleavage baring red swimsuit before we went into my pool today. Always best to be sure, though. Though we hadn’t been together for too long, it was fortunate that…
It took six months after meeting and being with Jenna Fischer to earn another temping job on “30 Rock.” As it turned out, it took two months longer than that for my experiences with Tina Fey to pay off for my next gig. But I didn’t blame Tina – especially considering what…
It had been a week-and-a-half since my last eventful visit to New York. I had settled back home, taken a few promising phone calls, gotten further on a few projects and gotten a few visits from Alison. No sex was involved, even in light of how Alison had set me and Jenna…
I should have known it would end this way. Things here in Sydney, Australia were just too perfect. First I go out and close the major deal my company sent me out here for. Then one of my Australian counterparts offers me a spare pass for a movie premiere held here tonight….
It was a nice, normal night out in Long Island – a nice night to walk down the streets with a friend. A friend who was filming a television show here several months out of the year. A friend who was starring in this TV show – even if it was on…
Once the red light on the camera went on, I went to stand in front of the bed. I was confident the camera had me – and the tied up white robe I was wearing – in full view. With that assuring me, I went on with my introduction. “Hello. If this…
“Glad you could come in Portia,” I said as I reclined in my chair. “Not a problem Dean, what’s up?” Portia replied. Portia De Rossi had become a client of the firm through ruthless dealings by my father, who had lured her away from her two-bit talent agency before, and who had…
I stumbled into the lobby of the Hilton San Diego Bayfront Hotel in San Diego, but not out of being drunk. Not in the alcoholic sense. Whatever kind of drunk you can get from your first day at your first Comic Con, this was what I was on. It took me long…
“I cant believe you’re turning 30 tomorrow!” “I know! I feel so old!” “Oh shut up, you barely look 25 and you know it!” “Jealous much?” “A little bit, yeah. Luckily, I have this margarita right here to comfort me.” “Mmmm yeah, same here.” “And why would you need comforting?” “Um, maybe…