Coyote? Ugly
Monday March 5, continued.
(On the way home last night, we nearly hit a coyote. This was in the middle of Hollywood, too, not out in the desert.)
Vince had to return his rental car in nearby Burbank, so Phillip and I went to pick him up there. We had to finish casting the new Greene Picture’s movie, so Vince and I spent the next hour or so reviewing audition tapes and coming to a final casting decision. Then we wandered down the street looking for food, found a deli and I confused the Eastern European owners when I asked for a sandwich with no bread. They caught on after a couple explanations, and then made a great lettuce-wrapped sandwich for me. Yum. I still have half of it to eat today.
Speaking of leftovers, Phillip and I went to my cousin Tricia’s house for dinner. Her parents (my aunt and uncle) also came, and it was quite fun. My Uncle Bob had heard through the grapevine that I like Glenfiddich, so he brought his prized bottle and we shared a dram. We were loaded up with leftovers and came home.
Meanwhile, Daniel (one of Phillip’s roomies) had gotten signed by a big agency earlier that day and wanted to celebrate. We were all for it, but then realized several things:
1) none of the women they knew were around
2) it was 10pm on a Monday
3) we didn’t want to spend a lot of money
So, we played Madden 2002 on Xbox for a couple hours. Woo.
This is the sunset last night from the back yard of my cousin’s house.