Backlot Film Festival...Lucille Ball classic screens. Tribute to Carl Reiner!



Lucille Ball classic to screen...





The 3rd "Annual Backlot Film Festival" returns with an eclectic mix of new releases, old classics, and a handful of intriguing shorts and documentaries.



The mission of the Backlot Film Festival is threefold: to give independent filmmakers the opportunity to showcase their work for industry executives and distributors; to create a better understanding of the motion picture art form of the last one hundred years; to explore the rich film history of Culver City, West Los Angeles and the beach cities of Santa Monica, Venice and Playa del Rey.



This year the program includes World Premiers of fourteen feature-length films, celluloid art pieces by the "Masters" of film, and a catalogue of documentary and shorts sure to be crowd-pleasers.



In addition, there will be Arthur Freed tribute screenings and an awards ceremony.



For example - on Wednesday April 2nd - the much-anticipated annual festival will screen "DuBarry was a Lady" (Arthur Freed) starring the screwball comedienne Lucille Ball, funnyman Red Skelton, and celebrated dancer, Gene Kelly.



"DuBarry" is a must see on the wide-screen.



On a more serious note, there will be a world premiere of the feature - "Chekhov and Maria".



This independent feature is a drama which focuses on the Russian playwright and his sister - who were at odds with each other - over the author's secret marriage.



The filmmaker also zeroes in on the difficulties Chekhov encountered creatively - as he struggled to put the finishing touches on his stage masterpiece - "The Cherry Orchard".



I once starred in a stage production of - "The Marriage Proposal" (a Chekhov comedy) - and won a drama Festival award for my portrayal of the lead character, Lomov.



So, I'll probably want to catch this feature, starring Ron Battitta and Gillian Brashear.



The project was directed by Eric Till.



To top off the first exciting day of events, there will be a World Premier of a Sci-Fi entry - "InAlienable" - which looks like a sure bet.



Guilt-ridden over the death of his family, a man discovers his body is host to a parasite from another world that the government believes is a threat to mankind.



The thriller stars Richard Hatch, Courtney Peldon and Walter Koenig.



The former "Star Trek actor" - Walter Koenig - penned the script.



The independent feature was directed by Robert Dyke.



A Question and Answer session will follow that screening.



This year, the festival bestow the honor of a coveted "Arthur Freed Award" on best student film.



Arthur Freed was a legendary songwriter and producer.



Three of his classy entertaining films - "DuBarry Was A Lady", "Cabin In the Sky", and "Gigi" - will also be screened.



The award will be presented by Stephen A. Saltzman (President of Arthur Freed Productions) who is the grandson of the legendary filmmaker.



In addition, Zev Yaroslavsky (Los Angeles County Supervisor) will receive a "Founder’s Award" for his contributions to the Arts and Film industry.



This year’s "Backlot Film Festival" will also honor gifted comic Carl Reiner (a multi-faceted talent who wears several hats) with the prestigious "Thomas Ince Award" for his contribution to the industry.



Carl Reiner’s illustrious career spans seven decades.



He made his directorial film debut in 1967 with "Enter Laughing".



He went on to direct the comedy, "Where’s Poppa?" (starring George Segal and Ruth Gordon); "Oh God!"(George Burns and John Denver); and "The One And Only" (Henry Winkler).



The legendary entertainer - by virtue of his God-given gifts - has been instrumental in puffing up the careers of other luminaries in the biz such as Steve Martin, John Candy, Kirty Alley and Bill Pullman, to name a few.



Recent film appearances have included blockbuster hits like the "Ocean’s Eleven" series - but old-timers fondly recall his finely-tuned performances in full-length comedy features such as - "The Russians Are Coming", "It’s A Mad World", and the "Slums of Beverly Hills".



In the 1950’s, Reiner’s career initially took off on Broadway when he landed a role in the stage production of, "Call Me Mister".



From there he smartly sidled up to Max Leibman on the "Your Shows Of Shows", which starred Sid Caesar.



After creating the "The Dick Van Dyke Show" (he wrote and directed many episodes) he was inducted into the Emmy Award Hall of Fame.



And, there has not been any looking back since.



The "Thomas Ince Award" is named after Thomas Ince - a pioneer in early film production - who greatly influenced the model for motion picture production standards in the modern day.



Thomas Harper Ince was born into a vaudeville family in Newport (Rhode Island) just before the turn-of-the century.



The precocious lad first graced the stage at age six, often appearing in Broadway hits of the day.



Though motion pictures were held in low regard by serious actors in the early part of the 20th Century, Ince - desperate to spread his wings - abandoned the theater to pursue a film acting career many thought disreputable, at best.



After a handful of on-camera acting jobs with Biograph Films, the young upstart joined forces with Carl Laemmle's IMP Productions, where he was given the opportunity to direct.





Once in the fold - he was fortunate to cross paths with Mary Pickford - whose star was just on the rise.



Laemmle wooed the popular actress from the Biograph Company which was a part of a Motion Picture Trust headed by Thomas Edison.





To avoid legal hassles with The Motion Picture Trust, Ince and Pickford (America's sweetheart was Canadian, like moi!) went to Cuba where they set up production.



Sounds a little like run-away production headaches we hear about today, eh?



The venture ended when their cameraman landed in a Cuban jail!



Both Ince and Pickford moved back to Tinsel town where the golden boy soon gained a reputation for directing films of superior quality.



Tired of the low quality of westerns shot at the time, he sought to combat that problem by putting a whole Wild West show (complete with real cowboys, Indians and a herd of buffalo) on the payroll.



He demonstrated his business savvy, too, when he purchased 20,000 acres of land (which became known as "Inceville") to faciliate as locations for a slew of Westerns he intended to shoot out-of-doors.



Francis Ford directed some of Ince's earlier westerns - which starred a charismatic actor he knew from the Broadway stage - Willam S. Harte.



Thanks to Ince, Harte became the most popular western star of the era.



Ince later built two motion picture studios in Culver City, which included a scene dock and a carpenter shop to build sets. Not to be left idle, he generally presided over the production details of all the films shot on the lot and gave detailed shooting instructions to the directors, as well



On the night of November 19, 1924, Ince was fatally injured aboard the yacht of newspaper mogul William Randolph Hearst.



After the scandal rocked Hollywood, Thomas Ince's film contributions kind-of faded to black; subsequently, his rightful place in Hollywood film lore has become greatly diminished over the years.



Ince's early studio and filmmaking techniques are often put up there today on a pedestal alongside those of film great, W.G. Griffiths.



Past honorees of the award include producer Daniel M. Selznick ("Gone With the Wind") and writer/producer Budd Schulberg ("On The Waterfront"; "A Face In The Crowd").



The festival will also screen two of Carl Reiner’s features, "The Comic" and "All of Me".



A couple of episodes from - "The Dick Van Dyke Show" - will also screen.



See ya there!





Film Pioneer, Tom Ince died mysteriously on Hearst Yacht...


Los Angeles City Council...SJR 20 intro by Councilman Zine, April 2nd, 2008! Vote on Medical Marijuana resolution!



On April 2, 2008, The Los Angeles City Council will vote on a resolution introduced by Council Member Dennis Zine supporting CA Senator Carole Migden’s Senate Joint Resolution 20 (SJR 20), which calls on the President and US Congress to stop raiding medical cannabis facilities.

SJR 20 asks that the President and Congress of the United States enact legislation requiring federal law enforcement to respect state medical marijuana laws, to cease raids of medical marijuana dispensaries that are operating legally under California and local law, and to return any assets seized from medical marijuana dispensaries and collectives to the states in which they are located.

And, in sum, urges Congress and the President to take notice that Californians are best equipped to deal with the implementation of their state medical marijuana law.

Essentially, by taking this action, The LA City Council is standing up for patients’ access in the wake of six simultaneous raids at facilities last week which resulted in cries of foul from concerned Medical Marijuana activists who protested last week in downtown Los Angeles.

I reported on the lively demonstrations which took place on the street in front of the DEA Headquarters at 255 East Temple Street.

Post:
March 24, 2008
DEA protest...Americans for Safe Access to picket the Federal Building! Pot Busts must end!

Post:
March 25th, 2008
DEA Protest...House Judiciary Committee to hold hearings!
Supreme Court cracks open door; LA City Council drags feet...

This is an important part of a growing statewide trend to oppose federal intimidation and DEA interference with California State Law.

Hence, Americans for Safe Access urge all concerned California residents to attend the hearings and lend their support:

Date: April 2, 2008 (10:00 A.M.)
Location: Room 340, 200 N. Spring St., downtown LA
Map & Public Transit Info: http://www.ASAaction.org

See ya there!

Tracey Ullman...State of the Union; new show, Showtime!


At long last Tracey Ullman has a new show - "State of the Union" - to preview on Showtime!

At press time it was noted that Ms. Ullman will be playing a wide array of characters - well-known celebrities, politicians, a homeless street person - you name it. She'll undoubtedly accomplish the task in her own inimitable style.

On what is expected to be a wild romp each week, Ms. Ullman will explore a handful of topical issues that take a satirical poke at life in America - the trend towards foreign adoptions (by those who shall remain nameless) or the farce of airline security, for instance - while showcasing Ullman's insightful gift for revealing truisms we're often too embarrassed to acknowledge.

Years ago when I was pounding the pavements for work I cajoled casting directors into landing me spots on two of Fox's big hits - "The Tracey Ullman Show" and "In Living Color".

In spite of the fact I'm not black, I managed to weasel my way into a skit with the "Brothers Brothers", for instance.

Since those heady days when the mention of "In Living Color" pops up in idle chit-chat, I jokingly laugh that I was a token white on the hit variety show. Actually, I was in a scene with Jim Carey before he soared through the roof to mega-star status. Can I be far behind?

There was also an opportunity to work with Ms. Ullman a short time later, too.

The hits kept coming.

In a Christmas special I played a postal worker caught up in the merriment of Tracy's antics as she does a sort-of striptease to "Santa Baby" in the back room at the staff party.

A laugh riot.

Friends occasionally call me up and excitedly gush that they caught me on an old re-run. Yeah, I'm stuck in syndication heaven.

And, thanks to the cable God, I still look about 30!

I wish Tracey well with her new offering.

I understand the reviews have been mixed, but we'll see.

I mean, you either love her or hate her, eh?

Rage West Hollywood...nightclub, Sunday Dance Party!!!










When you slip into RAGE - suddenly - you are swept up into a sea of toned sexy twenty-somethin' bods amid a swirl of scintillating fashions undulating to the latest pop beat.

On Sunday nights, in particular, there's a lot of high-energy in-your-face gettin' down on the dance floor sure to conjure up an adrenalin rush.

Maybe a handful of politicians should drop by and take a gander; after all, there's no racial tension here. Attitudes are left at the door and a crowd of party-goers - Asians, Latinos, Blacks, and Whites - all mingle and mix for a night of sheer unadulterated fun.

Last night, there was quite a bevy of young beauties on hand sipping on exotic cocktails, chatting up friends, and sashaying about - casting come-hither looks.
Oh yeah!

In my youth, I wiled away many an hour here. Then, usually headed home blasted.

Uh-huh.

They didn't call the bar on the corner - "Lost on Larrabee" - for no good reason!

Warning: the trendy crowd is prone to rush the dance floor when the likes of Britney, Justin, Madge, and Alicia pop up on the wide-screens overhead amid a jubilant laser light show.

Get there early, no cover.

See ya!

Hillary Clinton..."Lust, Caution"; movie drags on!

Tango, anyone?


For someone who is hailed as a bright woman, Hillary Clinton doesn't appear to have a clue.

To some, she's like the party guest who overstayed her welcome, or the elephant in the room that no one wants to talk about.

Some, just wring their hands in despair, and pray she'll move on.

The ongoing battle with Barack Obama - which the news team at CNN is now labelling a "slugfest" - is hurting her each day she hangs on.

A case in point...

Many are worried the former first lady may thwart the Democratic party's play for the White House, if she doesn't make a quick exit soon. For good reason.

The sparring with Obama has turned off voters in such pandemic proportions, that the dog-fight may be the reason the undecided cast their ballot for John McCain this fall.

For sure, McCain's winning the battle at home, if not in Iraq. The old war horse must be sitting back gleefully - as the two prance around the National Stage - in what appears to be a bad segment of Fox's "Dancing with the Stars".

One Senior Senator - Patrick J. Leahy - was blunt; he urged Mrs. Clinton to abandon her presidential bid and cede to Barack Obama - especially in view of the fact that another Senator, Bob Casey of Pennsylvania, publicly announced his support for Barack Obama this past week.

But, Mrs. Clinton isn't ready to toss her pant suit into the ring just yet. That may be part of the problem. Some complain that she's got so much baggage, she can't fathom where to start packing.

Meanwhile, on the sidelines, her rivals snidely snicker that the fiasco is turning into a long drawn-out movie, of sorts.

Ole big ears was quick on the uptake, and inclined to respond with perfect aplomb,

"I like long movies."

Yeah, well this one should be titled, "Lust, Caution"; namely, Bill's lust, and Hillary's need to be cautious, as her political career starts to turns sideways and flip into oblivion.

Unfortunately, the catchy title is taken.

And, not even Ang Lee, could make it a smash at the box office.

Straight to video, for sure!

Leadership...quote!


I am the leader of men
When -
I am the servant of mankind

Julian Ayrs
Chocolate Buddha
Collection of Poems

Private Investigators...scumbags of the Earth; harass, stalk, and Violate Rights!








Undoubtedly, a number of you are following the Pellicano case underway in the Los Angeles courthouse.

Mr. Pellicano is a private investigator who was hired by a disreputable individual to run interference against his enemies - sully their credibility, spread smut about them - with the ultimate aim of damaging their names and reputations.

And he used every trick in the book, including a handful of illegal ones, to accomplish that end.

He is currently on trial for alleged wiretapping, racketeering and other crimes.

This past week, there was much testimony about retired phone company technician, Rayford Turner, who is accused by the Government of having helped Pellicano with the wiretaps.

Teresa Wright (a former sales support manager at the phone carrier) divulged on the witness stand that she surreptitiously supplied Turner, a friend, with confidential information on people the government alleges Pellicano was wiretapping.

On the heels of this revelation, it was disclosed to the rapt Jury, that accessing that information without a valid service reason violated the phone company's code of ethics.

As Nixon henchmen would joke - "Pellicano "rat-f**ked" people, man."

All in a day's business for most private investigators.

When it comes to divorce cases, PI's are generally hired to sift through the dirty laundry.

You'll spy 'em lurking outside sleazy motel rooms in rattle-trap late model autos (picking their noses, no doubt) as they lay in wait for the incriminating "catch" - a revealing photo or some juicy tidbit - to aid in their client's scurrilous bidding. No holds barred.

Think LA CONFIDENTIAL, and you'll get the idea.

Apparently when a dispute between a top model and her ex-boyfriend struck frenzied peaks, a PI actually delved into garbage bins seeking DNA samples from items tossed in the bathroom trash. Yup, the stakes get high when high profile careers and big bucks are involved!

According to my sources, car dealerships are notorious for hiring Private Dicks to track down vehicles that have gone astray after failed payments, or disputes have arisen after a buyer determines the sellers unloaded lemons on 'em - or misrepresented the vehicle or financing details - you name it.

Oh, those folks are a nasty, low-life gang of white-trailer trash, for sure.

One woman, Susan Holmes, claims to be a licensed Private Investigator out of Trabuco Canyon in Orange County. Curiously, in spite of a thorough search on the Internet, this shadowy figure is difficult to pin down.

A review of the State's database of licensed investigators, for instance, doesn't turn up diddly squat.

Maybe, she's using an alias to distance herself from her outlandish, unlawful antics?

If so, it would appear that in her twisted mind she's under the wild impression that she's as keen at the art of detective work as the master - Sherlock Holmes. Why else would she associate with the surname, Holmes?

With these demented losers, who knows!

If she's the "Susan Holmes" who posted a comment on a web site about her ability "to hide drugs" from the police, then maybe that's the answer in a nutshell. If the woman is an addict - her faculties may be so befuddled by the stupor - that the line has blurred between what is lawful and what is not.

Could it be that it's the sale of drugs that has afforded her the luxury of boasting ownership of a horse ranch in Trabuco Canyon? After all, it's difficult to fathom how a lowly agent for a repo agency manages to lay claim to such expensive digs. The spoils of her illegal pursuits? You figure it out.

Someone should take aim and upset her apple cart because she's not only trampling on an individual's privacy - but oftentimes - viciously harassing and violating their rights in the process.

On one occasion, Ms. Holmes actually posed as a consumer's wife (he was single at the time) in a sneaky bold-faced effort to obtain his private phone records from the telephone company; then, proceeded to call the numbers on the billing statement to summarily slander and defame him to friends, family, and business associates.

Then, she disappeared into the woodwork, bragging about the mayhem she left in her wake.

Without any qualms, she's known to falsely allege that a person she's "tracking" is homosexual or lesbian (whichever applies), taking drugs, carousing at gay (or straight) bars all night, ripping people off - whatever it takes to shock and demean - is okay in her books.

In fact, it appears that she gets some kind of a perverse kick out of it, according to my sources.

While the attack is intended to defame - on occasion - she manipulates the cause to coerce a party into succumbing to demands - and ultimately - abandoning legitimate claims against her ensigns and employers.

Do her neighbours in Trabuco Canyon know what skullduggery she's up to when she slips out at night to to foist cars out from under unsuspecting citizens deep in slumber, unaware of the evil that is about to descend on them?

Her associates are prone to make outrageous threats, as well.

On more than one occasion, sources have informed me that callers at her behest, have hissed at startled victims,

"Unless you return the vehicle now, a bounty hunter will track you down."

In fact, PI's often make menacing calls several times a day, in spite of the fact Consumer Protection Statutes specify that such conduct by debt collectors is unlawful.

And to think this kind of repulsive conduct is condoned by auto dealerships like Sunrise Ford (San Fernando Valley) and others in the Los Angeles area.

The film "Repo Man" wasn't far off in its depiction of the trade!

You'd think these establishments were run by the mob, and that at any given moment, burly guys in black suits with spaghetti on their ties might show up to break legs and bust heads.

Unfortunately, Ms. Holmes has been so clever at covering her tracks, and concealing her elusive whereabouts by deceitfully using aliases, that victims have been unable to bring legal action or lodge a complaint against her with State Officials who regulate the conduct of Private Investigators.

Understandably, the field is so poorly policed, that most of these degenerates get away with their harassment and what amounts to "Urban Terrorism".

Until now, that is.

A formal complaint was lodged against Ms. Holmes this past week with the State Attorney Generals office and an investigation is pending.

It boggled my mind to learn friends of the parties being "chased down" had the audacity to answer phone calls from these flakes - and on occasion - disclosed intimate facts about their friends and family without hesitation. I'd show them the door!

Thereafter, Ms. Holmes and her henchmen used the private and confidential information to further their cause.

A handful of intelligent consumers have gotten wise over the years, have you?

Out of curiosity, I took a course for Private Detectives a few years back, to get a take on the "industry".

What an eye-opening experience!

I was flabbergasted to learn what any bozo is capable of dredging up on the Internet, with a few tools of the trade, and some smarts at his or her fingertips.

The first place a skip tracer checks?

The voter's list of course; the info is a matter of public record and easy to obtain. Yeah, although you think you're doing your civic duty when you sign up each year to vote, you may be opening yourself up to the clever maneuverings of an ambitious bill collector, a stalker, or worse.

A suggestion?

Rent a mail box at the local post office. Then, use the secure mailing address for all records that filter into the public realm, so no prying eyes can act on 'em.

To avoid further scrutiny, be wary of signing up willy-nilly for subscriptions to newspapers and magazines. After all, it's a snap for an experienced PI to access those files, too.

Did you know that detailed financial information on mortgage papers are in the public domain, as well? Granted, a person has to engage in a little savvy leg at the Hall of Records to secure the data, but when bucks are involved - you bet your sweet bippy - someone will be quick on the uptake.

After all, mortgage documents not only reveal the name of your bank, but your social security number, and your marital status - among other things.

With this information, the PI can saunter off on another tangent; who knows, maybe access IRS records by their automated system, or find out your last transaction from a credit report to fathom where you shop.

Then, use the info to lay in wait for you!

Seem preposterous?

Most of these pretentious d**ks are just small potatoes in the grand scheme of things. Once their victim coughs up the money, or they manage to snatch up the vehicle, they'll go their merry way.

But, shouldn't you take precautions for the future?

Tips

Use a Post Office Box to ensure your home address is confidential and out of the public record. For instance, direct mail for your Driver's License, credit card accounts, and bank statements to that location for security reasons. In the event you are ever out-of-town on holiday, or business, it may be lifesaver and bring you peace of mind to boot.

Use a voice mail number for applications, surveys on the street and contests to avoid being the victim of thieves, spammers, and rip-off salesmen.

Use initials to signify your identity whenever possible on subscriptions for e-mail newsletters, magazines, and the like, to protect gender info and throw off potential stalkers.

Use a secret code on your telephone account so no one can access your statement over the phone without your knowledge or permission.

Install a secret code on credit card accounts to prevent a review of your account without your authorization or knowledge.

Buy a call display screen device for your phone so you can verify the identity of a caller before you pick up. If you're out when a message was left, use reverse look-up (Internet Search) before returning the call for further protection. If the number is not listed, and the caller claimed to be a business entity or service provider, be cautious. It may be a scam and/or a fraudulent attempt to "fish" for information.

And, finally, inform your family and friends not to give out personal and confidential information on the telephone to anyone - under any circumstances - without your permission first, no matter how tempting.

After all, protection starts at home...

Be wary of Micro cameras in belt buckles...

Beijing Olympics...Toronto blames Otis!



A couple of years back, I was up in Toronto visiting relatives, when the Olympic Committee was in town considering "Hog Town" for the site of the 2008 Olympics.

The Natives were restless, alright. After all, the competition was tough. In spite of that, T.O. made it to the short list.

At a time when one of Canada's largest metropolitan areas was seeking status as a "World Class City", fate dealt Mayor Mel Lastman a nasty blow.

While touring a facility in the downtown core, all the Officials got trapped in an elevator for thirty to forty-five minutes before a rescue crew saved 'em from the sweltering heat.

Although the Committee assured his honor that the mishap would not affect their vote, many swear to this day that the incident cost Toronto "the good" their bid for a shot at the gold ring.

To the elevator company, it was just about life's ups and downs.

To the residents of Toronto, it was Otis' fault for failing to provide the much-needed lift beneath their wings.

With all the brouhaha brewing over a boycott of the Olympics in Beijing - and likewise, the ensuing headaches - in retrospect, maybe the Committee wishes they took the stairs instead.

Extra Ordinary Barry...not!



Possibly, the worst movie of 2008.
Even the poster sucked.
Nuff said!

Broad Contemporary Art Museum...a glitzy star-studded opening; Broad Foundation Art Collection wows!

Exotic-looking Museum fronts Wilshire Boulevard...



Glitzy gala delights art lovers...


Just recently, the Broad Contemporary Art Museum threw a bash to celebrate the opening of the new exhibition space at LACMA.

Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa was in attendance - as were a bevy of lusty dolled-up beauties - Christina Aguilera, Nicole Richie, and Jamie Tisch - to name a few.

The Gala Chairs for the event were Jane and Marc Nathanson, probably the most-toasted glamorous couple in the glaring spotlight on that festive night.

Much to celebrate!

BCAM is being touted as the fabulous centerpiece for a transformation that has been underway at the Los Angeles County Museum over the past couple of years.

Eli and Edythe Broad coughed up $60 million to get the ball rolling.

The goals were:

"To ensure LACMA’s crucial role in the presentation of modern and contemporary art in Los Angeles was realized; to bring a great architect to LACMA to help redress its architectural and functional problems; and - most importantly - to catalyze and advance the growth of Los Angeles as a global capital of contemporary art," according to a BCAM spokesperson.

Designed by Pritzker Prize-winning architect - Renzo Piano - BCAM provides the LACMA campus with an extraordinary three-story 72,000-square-foot gallery dedicated to art from 1945 to the present.

BCAM is also the Phase 1 centerpiece of LACMA’s ambitious overall program of expansion and renovation. It features one of the largest column-free art spaces in the United States with loft-like galleries and a sky lit top floor.

A portion of the funds were set aside for the acquisition of important art works such as a mammoth eye-catching sculpture by celebrated artist - Richard Serra - which is currently on display.

Micaheal Govan, Director at the LACMA excitedly noted,

"The creation of BCAM greatly expands LACMA's contemporary art program, both enriching the experience of its historical collections and placing LACMA in a position of prominence in the area of contemporary art among encyclopedic museums."

In particular, Mr. Govan stated that he was thrilled that the BCAM will enable the staff to show the art of several major artists in great depth and in a more thoroughly engaging context.

Info: www.broadartfoundation.org

Digital Video and High Definition Festival...Independent film, surges forward in industry!



Ed & Vern's Rock store...award-winner to screen!



Fortunately, I was strolling past the Regency Theatre on Beverly Boulevard last night, when I noticed the large poster advertising the innovative "Digital Video and High Definition Festival", underway now through the end of the month in the Fairfax District.

Over the next few days, film enthusiasts will have the opportunity to take in screenings of over 120 videos and short films, at the 5th Annual event, gratis.

This afternoon (March 27th, 2008) there will be thought-provoking screenings of independent projects such as "All Along", "LA LLAMADA", "Gone Too Far".

Other award-winning projects - such as "Sympathetic Details" - will be presented amid a lot of fanfare, no doubt, on Saturday, March 29th, 2008.

In addition to the screenings, a number of seminars have been scheduled to assist directors and producers, in the realm of short film and video.

Last night, I caught the tail end of an informative session that focused on a new camera specifically developed with the independent filmmaker in mind - the "Red".

Filmmakers rave about it,

"The Red camera is extraordinary. The Redvolution marks the tipping point of the democratization of filmmaking," notes producer Dean Devlin (Independence Day, Godzilla, The Patriot and Flyboys).

And, Steven Soderbergh gushes,

"Shooting with RED is like hearing The Beatles for the first time. RED sees the way I see. Someday I hope to find out exactly how Jim and his team (manufacturers) made something so technologically advanced seem so organic, so beautifully attuned to that most natural of phenomena, light. But for now I'm just glad I've got my hands on the damn thing, because it's actually making the film(s) better..."

There have also been in-depth discussions for individuals in front of the camera as well; such as performing artists, actors, and the like.

For example, Kevin Major Howard (a successful local photographer) was on hand last night to discuss the in's and out's of shooting publicity stills and the effective use of promotional tools. The event was quite informative and worth attending.

On Saturday night, March 30th, 2008, there will be an Awards Ceremony, celebrating excellence in the field of Digital Video and High Definition.

Info: www.DigitalVideoFestival.com

RED...innovative new tool for Independent Filmmakers on the fly!



Chinese Blogger...stupid, self-serving remarks. Free Tibet, now!




In the morning TIMES, a journalist noted that in response to the Tibetan crisis, one Chinese blogger lamented that the very idea of freeing Tibet - giving them their independence back - would be like letting California or Vermont secede.

Baloney!

Unlike California and Vermont, Tibet was once a proud Nation.

In addition - the odd-ball observer, clearly out of his element here - made the self-serving remark that because Tibet represents fourteen percent of the "Chinese Territory", a return of Tibet to its people, would represent a great loss to China.

Tough ti**y!*

China never owned the territory in the first place.

In unison all,

"Free Tibet, now!"

*A novel American expression - the meaning of which - I trust is not lost in the translation.


Fame...blogger-style! Fish-bowl existence, with gawkers galore!



Well, things are heating up at blogspot, that's for sure!

When I first started to "post" a few months ago at a Fox Website (OTL) reality show, it was basically on a whim. Each day, I would reflect on my thoughts, or pen a topical post on a newsworthy event.

The show folded at the end of August last year, so I moved on to blogspot, not expectin' much feedback.

Ah, but much better tools to toy with at the google site. And, a worldwide audience to cater to, if a blogger pines to expand horizons from a small fish pond to the great ocean beyond.

Well, in recent days, it appears to have panned out. You see, everywhere I go, people tend to recognize me.

For instance, I was in a restaurant last week and overheard one lad whisper to his effervescent pal,

"Do you know who that is?"

I turned to take a gander at the person they were kibitzing about - turned out to be moi! Ooops! After getting caught red-handed, the flustered duo tried to suppress their classic "egg-on-the-face" demeanor, as I turned back to sip on my piping-hot java.

Then, the other night as I was walking through a trendy Nightclub, the heads started turning one by one - not unlike a domino effect - as club-goers spied me picking my way through the packed high-energy house.

As I passed by a couple of twenty-something kids, I heard one of 'em gush,

"He looks like an 80's rock star."

"Yes, he does," his pal chimed in.

Yup, a handful of us have been famous for our golden locks - pop icon Rod Stewart, teen idol Peter Frampton, and yours truly! And, I intend to keep each lustrous strand, until father time tugs 'em out at the roots, I guess!

Natch, I was flattered by the compliment. I gobbled it up, in fact.

Heh, Dudes, B52's and shots on the house.

Now, I understand how celebrities feel in their new-found infamy; albeit, on a more miniscule scale.

Personally, I believe it's preferable to acquire fame over a duration of time, so you can sort-of settle in to the "spotlight" with the least intrusive upset.

Actually, for most of my adult life I have been fairly well-known, in varying degrees of red-hot celebrity.

For example, I often graced the pages of National ads when I modelled in my teens, and was lucky to garner a handful of press clips in the newspapers, when an art exhibition or two was unveiled at a prominent gallery at landmark stages of my long and winding career.

So, over time, I was able to acclimatize myself to the phenomenon of being in the public eye.

Actors tend to struggle for years in total oblivion, then BAM - with one plum role - they are suddenly thrust onto the world stage. On many a National talk show, astonished thespians swear up-and-down that no matter how prepared you think you are for the glare of the spotlight - when it hits, it can shell-shock 'ya - in many respects.

But, it's the bizarre behaviour of the ring-siders, that unsettle on occasion.

For instance, when I step into a cafe and a cashier spots me, their eyes go wide; then, they get all tongue-tied, might even turn beet red.

I pretend I'm clueless, snatch up my order, and head out the door with a smile.

Whew! Looney tunes, man!

Even counter staff at the local Library creep into a slow paralysis when they spy me heading their way at check out. When that dazed expression spreads wide across their faces, I have to seriously wonder, don't they realize how silly they appear?

Golly, if a star from the neighborhood popped in for a book loan, they'd probably poop their panties! And save em, for posterity! Yup, just catalogue 'em under "M" for memorabilia.

On occasion, when I sit down in Starbucks, a customer will subtly nudge a pal and whisper under his breath,

"Look, it's the blogger guy."

Well, I've been called worse!

Frankly, I'm surprised at how unsophisticated people truly are when they come into contact with "known entities"; especially in Los Angeles - where most folks ought to be jaded - 'ya know?

Funny thing, when I need to recognized - like at a bank, for instance - when I am cashing a check, they haven't a clue. But, when I would prefer anonymity - while tucking a dollar bill in the bikini of a lap dancer, or while I'm out of my gourd at a sports game - they're all eyes and ears!

I surmise the reason celebrities hang out together is because misery loves company. In a moment of celebrity crisis, they have each other to cling to, a warm body by their side to comfort 'em as they careen down dark alleys out of reach of the paparazzi and their searing penetrating lenses.

Two in a fishbowl - a tad cozier - wouldn't you agree?

I hazard a guess that now-a-days, I'll have to pay more attention to my dancing shoes; God forbid, should they be scuffed or down at the heels. And, spritz on fragrant deodorant daily, so the rumor mongers don't take jabs at me like they were inclined to with Keanu Reeves in his grunge days.

If I follow the golden rule - "always act like the person you want to impress is standing over your shoulder" - gossip mongers will be at a loss to conjure up gripes, don't you think?

Ah, fame. There are many ways to skin that cat.

Walter Winchell once said,

"The way to become famous fast is to throw a brick at someone who is famous"

Or a telephone, just ask Russel Crowe.

Sensory perception kicks in...

Tibet...let her people go! Dalai Lama errs, gets kicked-back spiritually!

Prayers of misguided, unanswered...


For the past couple of weeks there has been an outcry over the turmoil that has erupted in Tibet over the continued oppression that has plagued the occupied nation for decades.

As Tibetan Monks struggled to rise up against the Chinese tyrants, they were knocked back down by violent military forces bent on crushing their cries for independence, religious freedom, and the return of their native land.

More disturbing perhaps, has been the reaction from some of the key players in the ongoing battle of wits in the evil scenario.

Although the Chinese have stepped up military patrols - and there has been violence against Monks - President Bush noted to the media that there was no good reason to forgo on plans to attend the Olympics later this year.

Chinese officials pointed a finger at the Dalai Lama, meanwhile, and lamented that the Spiritual leader of Tibet (in exile) was the disruptive force behind protests that sought to throw a monkey-wrench into China's plans for a peaceful Olympic celebration in Beijing in August.

More astounding, has been the response of His Holiness.

After denying there was any substance to the allegations, the Monk proceeded to lament to anyone within earshot that he might "quit"!

Say what?

As some have astutely noted, the idea is patently absurd.

If one accepts the notion that His Holiness was chosen at birth by virtue of reincarnation - most definitely - there wouldn't be any "escape hatch" for the Spiritual leader.

As various factions mulled over the meaning of the threats - to save face - the Dalai Lama shifted his stance a tad this past week; after all, there was a lot of wiggle room in view of his vague remarks.

What exactly did he mean, anyway?

On the heels of the verbal blunder - the Tibetan Monk has backtracked and stated his intention to remain "Spiritual leader" of the Tibetan people - in spite of the fact he has lost a desire to be politically involved with the issues at hand.

Again, the man appears to have lost his faculties - spiritually and otherwise - in respect to these musings as well.

After all - the roles of Spiritual Master and Political leader are so inextricably intertwined in respect to Tibetan tradition - that the practicality of such a move on his part is too mind-boggling to even fathom.

Frankly, I am appalled at the conduct of the Dalai Lama.

When times get tough, the tough get going, Sir!

At a time when the wisdom of "His Holiness" is needed most to meet the challenges of a troubled people head on, he appears to be backing off and faltering somewhat.

Are you just a fair weather Guru, your - um - Holiness?

In a nutshell, the events of the past few weeks have revealed an underbelly to the Dalai Lama which is unsettling. In sum - he has not only touched a nerve - but exposed a thorny human side which signals his lack of spiritual enlightenment.

In my mind's eye, he has walked out-of-step. And, as a result, he'll be kicked-back spiritually in the next "incarnation".

Notwithstanding, the Chinese have noted their intention to surge forward.

Although a lad singled out as next-in-line to the title of "His Holiness" has allegedly disappeared, another hopeful is being detained by the Government for possible grooming.

In sum, Chinese officials are toying with the idea of bestowing the "honor" of Dalai Lama on a candidate of their own choosing. But, the whole idea - in view of the particulars - is a preposterous notion.

Because the Chinese are atheists, the reality of the issue is beyond them.

The whole purpose of reincarnation is to perfect the "soul" on this earthly plane of existence through daily spiritual development and by virtue of the Laws of Karma.

Likewise, the appearance of a Spiritual leader on this mortal coil is not by chance.

For the Godless, the event is a Divine miracle beyond their comprehension.

Notwithstanding, it should be noted that reincarnation takes place when there is a spark of life at the exact moment of conception

Hence, the argument against abortion.

The notion that the Chinese can simply pluck a child from the throngs and deign the innocent - "His Holiness" - is downright ridiculous.

After all, such an individual - no matter their age - would already have their own soul and karma to fulfill in this earthly existence.

A human body can not be inhabited by more than one soul, for heaven's sake!

Obviously, this is a case of the blind leading the blind.

At this juncture, it is evident that Tibet has been plunged into a quagmire.

But, there is hope.

As the old saying goes...

When an individual, people or Nation are ready,

"The Master will appear"

What is important now?

That China return the occupied lands to the Tibetan Nation.

For good reason.

In recent days, China has stated that they recognize that Tibet is a "quaint" and culturally unique region.

If that is the case, surely officials are capable of recognizing the urgent need to free the Tibetans now, so they can preserve their customs, nurture their faith, and hold fast to cultural traditions in years to come.

I say, let their people go...

If China is inclined to continue with the oppression and heinous wrongful acts, all the peoples and Nations of the world should boycott China - on a myriad of economic, social, and political levels - to ensure there is a logical spiritual outcome in the future.

Peace in Tibet, at long last.

As Martin Luther King once said,

The ultimate tragedy is not the oppression and cruelty by the bad people but the silence over that by the good people.”


Soldiers of oppression...


Occupied lands to be released...

DEA Protest...House Judiciary Committee to hold hearings! Supreme Court cracks open door; LA City Council drags feet...



A rag-tag band of protesters met in front of the Federal Building this morning (March 25th, 2008) to protest the recent DEA raids on pot dispensaries in the Los Angeles area this past week, and the ransacking of a home owned by one of the distributor's, Virgil Grant.

"They grabbed cash, the marijuana, and various documents in the house, such as passports, records, and such," he noted in frustration to the crowd who were all revved up and ready to take their anger to the streets.

When I arrived at 255 East Temple in downtown Los Angeles at approximately 11:00 a.m., there were just a handful of protesters present, and one lone media type setting up to shoot footage of the rally.

Within minutes, a pleasant security guard strolled over and pointed out that no filming was allowed on Federal property; subsequently, the young lady set up her camera on the sidewalk, as instructed. The guard then asked what group was involved with the protest, signaling that the FEDS were unaware that the event was about to descend on them.

Caught with their pants down, for once!

The rally proceeded in quite an orderly and upbeat fashion; however, one officer was a bit testy. When a couple of protesters strayed off the curb, she barked out at them to "get out of the street", and gave a hostile look like she'd bust 'em in two minutes flat. I tell "ya, there's nothing worse than a female officer who thinks she has a set of ba**s.

Yeah, I know, former Police Chief Daryl Gates liked their upper body strength.

When a small posse of officers suddenly appeared from inside of the Federal Building to observe on the sidelines, she backed off.

Shortly after I pointed out that "Americans for Safe Access" were holding the rally to protest against the recent DEA raids - as if by clockwork - protesters started to filter out of the woodwork onto the busy thoroughfare - waving signs - and loudly chanting,

"DEA. Go Away"

The media started to drift in, and were immediately captivated by the strident messages being flogged to fascinated passers-by who honked their horns in support as they cruised by.

One read, "Patients are not criminals".

Another, "Prohibition creates crime".

A favorite of many, "Stop DEA oppression of State Law"

As I reported in my post yesterday (DEA Protests; March 24th, 2008) California residents overwhelmingly voted in favor of Proposition 215 - a compassionate measure to allow patients the use of Marijuana for medicinal purposes.

But, since the initiative passed a few years ago, no State Official - not even joint-smoking Governor Schwarzenegger of "Pumping Iron" days - has stood up to the FEDS on the issue, or taken any legitimate action to protect medical marijuana users from demeaning busts.

In fact, since the Supreme Court ruled earlier this year that marijuana continue to be deemed a banned substance, without any medicinal properties, the FEDS appear to have taken it as a cue to have a field day and crack heads!

For example, in recent months, there have been reports of abusive conduct by Federal Agents, destruction of property, and a pervasive bold-faced effort by the DEA (well-documented on this blog and in the National media) to crush the patients who take marijuana for medical purposes, and those who supply it.

Interestingly, a couple of the suppliers at the rally today noted that they have been paying taxes on their sales, and making a concerted effort to meet all the criteria required by State Statutes, in a good-faith effort not to run afoul of the Law.

As one protester noted - the fact that the State Franchise Board accepts "taxes" on the sales - tends to infer that there is a "backdoor" acceptance of the dispensaries and the services they are providing.

In my opinion, if the State is not willing to stand up to the FEDS, and support the initiative voted in by California residents, they should give the tax money they've collected to date (allegedly hundreds of thousands of dollars) back.

That's logical, isn't it?

Instead, it appears that monies from the State coffers are being used to effectively "close down" the pot dispensaries with the specific aim of squelching the whole medical marijuana movement in the process.

A case in point...

It is alleged that local law enforcement - the LAPD, for instance - are assisting the FEDS with their raids.

"All the City Council has to do is tell the LAPD to stop, and they will have to," argued one advocate at the rally this morning.

Why don't they?

Don Duncan, one of the organizers of the event - and a cornerstone of "Americans for Safe Access" - met with City Council this morning (March 25th, 2008) and it appears there may be hope on the horizon. More later, on that.

In the meantime, it is important to note that a Supreme Court ruling this past week, appeared to open a crack in the door towards legalization of marijuana outright.

Originally, Felix Kha Kha, sought the return of 8 grams of medical marijuana that was seized by police in June of 2005 in an unrelated criminal matter.

In a ruling issued by a lower court that rejected law enforcement's claim that federal law preempts the state's medical marijuana law, the Appellate court asserted,

"We do not believe the federal drug laws supersede or preempt Kha's right to the return of his property." The court further stated that, "it is not the job of the local police to enforce the federal drug laws..."

The Feds appealed to the California Supreme Court.

On Wednesday, March 19th, the California Supreme Court decided not to review last year’s landmark return of the property decision in "Garden Grove v. Superior Court".

By affirming the appellate court’s decision, the Supreme Court has made protection against seizure of medical marijuana by law enforcement legally binding throughout the state of California.

In sum, Law Enforcement is barred from confiscating marijuana prescribed for patients legally entitled to medical marijuana - and in the future - all seized pot must be returned forthwith, or a reimbursement must be shelled out to compensate for the loss of the illegally-seized marijuana.

Mr. Duncan also noted that the "House Judiciary Committee" will be reviewing the conduct of the DEA in upcoming hearings.

In fact, last week, Judiciary Committee Chair - Rep. Conyers (D-MI) - pledged to investigate the DEA’s recent and ongoing tactics threatening the safety and security of state-sanctioned patients, providers, and innocent third-party landlords.

In a prepared statement, Conyers noted,

"I am deeply concerned about recent reports that the Drug Enforcement Administration is threatening private landlords with asset forfeiture and possible imprisonment if they refuse to evict organizations legally dispensing medical marijuana to suffering patients. The Committee has already questioned the DEA about its efforts to undermine California state law on this subject, and we intend to sharply question this specific tactic as part of our oversight efforts."

Since the DEA began raiding medical cannabis dispensing collectives in 2002, Congress has never held a hearing to investigate the goal of these raids, how much these raids are costing taxpayers in both dollars and precious resources, or what impact these raids are having on patients and the state and local governments attempting to regulate the distribution of medical marijuana in accordance with state law, according to Americans for Safe Access attorneys.

The hearings should prove to be very fruitful once they are launched.

In addition to the aforementioned issues to be raised during regular oversight hearings, ASA and its members are also asking the House Committee to conduct a comprehensive investigation concerning DEA's activity in California and in other medical marijuana jurisdictions to determine the extent of potential wrong-doing and abuses - with the ultimate aim of ensuring that individuals who are in compliance with state and local regulations are not targeted by federal raids, imprisonment or threats of asset forfeiture, in the near or distant future.

Until then, Americans for Safe Access, continue the "good fight", while Governor Schwarzenegger cowers in the shadows.

Come on, Arnold, terminate those b**tards!

Don't bogart that joint, Arnold!


Car wash...to the stars! U R what U drive in LA LA LAND!



In Los Angeles your status is dictated by the kind of vehicle you zip around town in.

Sad, but true!

Makes sense, then, that when you pull up in front of "The Villa" - and a swarm of ravenous paparazzi descend on 'ya - that your Beamer, Benz, or boxy Volvo gleams under the light of the silvery moon.

God forbid you should be busted for a DUI in a late model sedan with a nick or two in the door and a swirl of dead leaves decaying beneath the windshield wipers.

At Santa Palm Car Wash in West Hollywood, a crew of uniformed experts is prepared to slap that auto into tip-top shape, but the detailing will cost you extra!

First time I heard the term - "detailing" - I shook my head.

Say what?

It's an anal retentive's ideal approach to a "car wash" - with an emphasis on painstaking nerve-racking attention - to the essential nitty-gritty. At Santa Palm, for instance, a gang of veritable whiz kids add sparkle to the chrome grill, luster to the interior headrests, and a dash of spit-and-polish to set off those hub-caps.

Yeah, no crevice, crack, or crawl space goes unchecked!

In a nutshell, it's a Hollywood-style fancy-smantzy way to extract a few extra bucks from the tony elite!

But, Santa Palm Car Wash stands out from the others - if only for its celebrated clientele - who swear by the foo-foo experience.

In fact, many of the glittering elite snap up a glossy still from their portfolio before they head out to the popular scrub joint, sign a heartfelt note to "Sam" (the owner), then mingle among the other notables out front as the minions work magic on their precious glide mobiles.

In the old days - when I first sauntered into Tinsel town with stars in my eyes - quite a few of the local merchants were inclined to tack up a dog-eared publicity still or two at the entrance of their establishment.

It was great for stirring up a bit of idle chit-chat - and a much-needed distraction - as the customers lolled about and waited patiently for the cashier to rustle up the dry cleaning or discreetly pack up and tally the liquor tab.

At Santa Palm the tradition is a class act!

At "Sam's", each keepsake is a veritable treasure; framed under pressed glass on a custom-made wall that stretches all along one side of the scrubbing paraphernalia.

The collection is quite amazing and includes: a dashing Dudley Moore astride a pristine Roll Royce; a perky Shirley Jones beaming a winning smile (a dead moth managed to settle inside the frame of her mug shot, somehow); a faded shot of Ann Miller (with a boa constricting her); a chubby-faced Rock Hudson lookin' a little worse for wear (must have been in the "McMillan and Wife days". That catered food will pack on the pounds, fer sure!), and one of my faves, actress Ann Gillian (I acted in "This Wife for Hire" with the sexy talented woman a few years back).

In addition to the actors, mixed in for good measure, are a handful of celebs from the music biz; The Temptations, in a snazzy band shot; Kiss, dolled up in a ghoulish, signature get-up; Cher, with her foot resting on a barbell, of all things (must have been in the days when she was into bagel boys, I guess); and Edgar Winter caressing his horn.

Some photos are faded, others poorly lit. A few are slick and professional, with the names of Managers and Agents stylishly etched on the edges, for easy reference. 'Ya never know, the exposure may land a bookin'.

On occasion, the personalities peer out like old friends from the past; for example, Sally Struthers posing in her thin days; gorgeous Farrah Fawcett enticing gawkers with a publicity still taken at the height of her poster power (when teen-age boys pined for her as a Charlie's Angel); Jimmy Connors spinning a winning ball; while a weathered mug of Columbo comforts, as he tokes on a crusty cigar.

















Holy cheese whiz, Batman! There's Robin in his kitschy get-up, too.

So many stars in the great firmament.

And a mug or two that faded away into oblivion.

Maybe memory doesn't serve me well, but there appears to be a face - and a name or two - that just don't jangle any bells.

Don Blanton? Blair Ashley? And who the heck is the male fitness model - with just one name - Sebastian?

Speaking of one name-wonders...Angelina didn't make the cut, doesn't grace the wall; but, Fabio does - go figure!

Yup, pecker - um - pec power goes a long way in Tinsel town.

Ah, all the stars that never were, are pumping gas and parking cars?

Then, there are the "Tony Orlandos", plugging weight-loss programs for suburbanites, waiting for the fickle finger of fate to turn around.

Heh, come backs are big in Hollywood.

Hold on to that memorabilia; it may be worth big bucks one day!



Starbucks...baristas short-changed. Tip issue taints image!

Image of greed and questionable labor practice!


On the heels of news in recent months that sales are down at Starbucks - the java King was hit with another whammy this past week - where it hurts the most.

In the tip jar!

After reviewing pleadings in a class-action suit filed against the Seattle-based corporate giant, a Superior Court Judge in San Diego found that the company's policy of collecting tips and divvying out a portion of the baristas' spoils to supervisors and managers, was wrongful.

In her ruling Judge Patricia Cowett issued a directive that Starbucks cough the tip money back up with interest and that the practice of siphoning off funds to management stop.

In response, Starbucks vowed to appeal on the grounds that:

"The decision today in our view represents an extreme example of an abuse of the class-action procedures in California."

I disagree.

I have a number of friends who toil as professional waiters in expensive restaurants.

Usually they work together as a team and at the end of the night the tips are shared among the waiters, busboys, wine stewards and bartenders on duty.

The Starbucks practices are outrageous.

According to court pleadings, money collected in tip jars is stowed away in safes daily and divided up each week based on the staff's work schedule.

But - get this - supervisors and managers receive a portion of the tips!

It appears that instead of paying their management teams a proper salary, the coffee-maker has opted to supplement the incomes of the management teams off the backs of the baristas and the sweat of their brows.

Disreputable, at best!

But, what of the customers?

They have a right to be outraged, too.

Personally, I tend to tip based on the quality of service that day. And, if I plunk some cash into the jar, I expect that it be passed on to the person I am giving the nod to.

It irks me - as it does many others - that some employee down the line I've had no interaction with is receiving a portion of that tip money.

Moreover, to hold the tips is unconscionable!

Generally, waiters, bartenders, and service people rely on the cash flow each day to make ends meet.

How dare the managers lock up the funds and make 'em wait!

If Starbucks appeals the ruling, then consumers should boycot.

Otherwise, when will the greed end?

Yes, Java Devour - that new upstart down the street - is starting to look mighty appealing.

In the evening - I often saunter in there for an organic tea - then slip into a deep leather armchair and pen a post or two.

What do I find most appetizing about this little detour past Starbucks?

The understated decor, the flattering lighting, and - most of all - their inclination to provide a relaxing ambiance that is relatively commercial-free.

Java Detour entices!

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