Hello my lovely blog readers. I don't have too much to update you on.
I let my cousin Kelly cut my hair. She did a really great job. I'm impressed.
I also saw another celebrity, for those of you who enjoy hearing about that. I was at that same bar, Ireland 32's, for Karaoke night on Sunday. (They have Karaoke night every Sunday and Tuesday) There was a group of people that all looked like actors/actresses/models. They just kind of had that look about them. Sure enough, I recognized one. For those of you that remember the show "Two Guys, a Girl, and a Pizza Place", you may remember Richard Ruccolo. He starred in that show opposite Ryan Reynolds. He got up and sang a song to his fiancee/girlfriend/wife...whatever she was. Quite a lucky guy if you ask me.
I'm waiting on another package from home, but I'm sure this one will arrive in an easier fashion. In that package, hopefully, will be my cord for my camera to hook it up to a computer so I can upload photos. I know many of you have been asking about photos. I'm sorry I don't have them up yet.
I'm still jobless, which is why I haven't bought myself a laptop, which I will sooner or later.
Kelly and Amy have introduced me to a whole lot of people. They all are giving me tips and such to try to make it as an actor out here. The biggest thing seems to be starting off at Central Casting. A website that helps get you started and get jobs as an extra.
Once Kelly and Amy have a day off together, we're going to get my headshots taken. Amy's really good at what she does, so I'm going to try her out.
I think I'm finally going to try California Pizza Kitchen today, or as it's known here "CPK".
I don't have too much more to update you all on. As always, I love and miss you all.
Until next time...
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Crazy Day
Yesterday gave me a great thing to blog about, so here you go:
My parents sent me a package that was supposed to arrive yesterday via UPS (sorry La, I told them to send it via mail). I figured, early afternoon-ish it'd arrive at my apartment. My mom told me I had to sign for it when it arrived, so they wouldn't just drop it and leave it. I waited around the apartment all morning, already warning my roomies that I wasn't planning on doing anything but hang out till I got the package. Time goes on while I play some PS2 and watch a movie when I realize that 4pm has already come around. (That's 7pm Indiana time) So I get a little concerned, considering I haven't heard the bell ring for me to buzz in the UPS driver who is supposed to have my package.
I call 411 to find out the number of the UPS place here near Valley Village. They text it to me, connect me directly, and a lady answers the phone. Except it wasn't just a normal person, it was an automated system that was setup for voice recognition. Aren't those fun? So I read off my tracking number and she proceeds to tell me, "We attempted to deliver this package at 1:22pm. We will try again on Monday, January 19th." WHAT?! That's a bunch of baloney/bologna! I never got a buzz or knock at the door. So I hang up, call back, have to tell them my tracking # again, she tells me the same thing, and then I say "agent" to speak to a Customer Service Representative.
I get to talk to a real person and she tells me that they tried to deliver it, and that the status shows it will be re-delivered Monday. I didn't want to wait, so I asked if there was any way of picking it up today. She took down my number and told me within an hour someone would call to tell me what time.
One hour and twenty minutes goes by. No phone call. Amy and I had gone to Popeye's to pick up some late lunch/early dinner....Linner... and I called back. Got a different lady who tells me, "There is no notice here saying you requested to pick it up today. Who did you talk to?" Grrrrr... So I give my number yet again. This lady tells me she's SURE it's in there this time and someone will be calling me within an hour to tell me when to pick it up.
Fifty minutes go by. I call back. You can imagine how happy I'm not by now. A THIRD lady answers and I explain to her that this is my 3rd time calling and she doesn't know why no one has called me. And she said, "Well you could chance just going to the address we give you and hope that the driver is there, or you can wait till we call you and tell you when you can go pick it up this evening." I calmly replied, "So I have to wait ANOTHER hour for you guys to not call me?" She kindly said someone will be calling me.
All I want is this package from my parents.... Is that so much to ask??
Luckily, 20 minutes goes by and I get a phone call saying, "You can pick it up until 9pm tonight. They close at 9." THANK GOODNESS!!
When Kelly gets home from work, she talks to Amy a bit and I ask her if she can drive me to Van Nuys to take me to UPS to get my package. It's on Arminta Street. We get directions to Arminta Street, go right, and while we're driving down the street...guess what...we don't see a UPS anywhere. So we go the OTHER direction on Arminta, and before we get to the 16000 block of this street, it stops and turns into a different street where we're now in the scary ghetto. Kelly turns around and we drive around like lost puppies (if lost puppies could drive) and call her friend Chris. Chris's friend tells us to go to this corner near Arminta, that isn't Arminta itself, and tells us there's a UPS there. When we get there, there is no UPS, but there's a U-HAUL.
Seriously....? This is far beyond rediculous. We call Chris back and they cooperatively figure out where we're REALLY supposed to go, and they give us directions to the ACTUAL UPS store we need to be at. When we get there about 8:10pm, there is a LONG line of people, probably in the same boat we are, that doesn't seem to be moving at ALL. Finally as we wait till 8:30pm, a worker there starts yelling out addresses of packages and those people are to step aside because those are the packages they have handy. We wait...wait...wait...FINALLY! Our address is called. When I get to the guy, I start to hand him my Indiana Driver's License, and he makes a face and I knew what he was thinking...the addresses don't match up. I told him I just moved here and haven't anything with my new address on it yet. He then quizzes me about what number this package is under, as in my phone number, then asks me where and who is it coming from. Well it's coming from my mom in Kokomo, IN. After that he kindly gives me a lecture to tell me next time, make sure you have something with the matching address.
After all that, I'm home-free with the package. *Sighhhhhh*
I think my patience was being tested with all of this, and maybe this is a great lesson learned: UPS sucks! And their drivers are stupid. The End
(Sorry for the lengthy post)
Until next time...
My parents sent me a package that was supposed to arrive yesterday via UPS (sorry La, I told them to send it via mail). I figured, early afternoon-ish it'd arrive at my apartment. My mom told me I had to sign for it when it arrived, so they wouldn't just drop it and leave it. I waited around the apartment all morning, already warning my roomies that I wasn't planning on doing anything but hang out till I got the package. Time goes on while I play some PS2 and watch a movie when I realize that 4pm has already come around. (That's 7pm Indiana time) So I get a little concerned, considering I haven't heard the bell ring for me to buzz in the UPS driver who is supposed to have my package.
I call 411 to find out the number of the UPS place here near Valley Village. They text it to me, connect me directly, and a lady answers the phone. Except it wasn't just a normal person, it was an automated system that was setup for voice recognition. Aren't those fun? So I read off my tracking number and she proceeds to tell me, "We attempted to deliver this package at 1:22pm. We will try again on Monday, January 19th." WHAT?! That's a bunch of baloney/bologna! I never got a buzz or knock at the door. So I hang up, call back, have to tell them my tracking # again, she tells me the same thing, and then I say "agent" to speak to a Customer Service Representative.
I get to talk to a real person and she tells me that they tried to deliver it, and that the status shows it will be re-delivered Monday. I didn't want to wait, so I asked if there was any way of picking it up today. She took down my number and told me within an hour someone would call to tell me what time.
One hour and twenty minutes goes by. No phone call. Amy and I had gone to Popeye's to pick up some late lunch/early dinner....Linner... and I called back. Got a different lady who tells me, "There is no notice here saying you requested to pick it up today. Who did you talk to?" Grrrrr... So I give my number yet again. This lady tells me she's SURE it's in there this time and someone will be calling me within an hour to tell me when to pick it up.
Fifty minutes go by. I call back. You can imagine how happy I'm not by now. A THIRD lady answers and I explain to her that this is my 3rd time calling and she doesn't know why no one has called me. And she said, "Well you could chance just going to the address we give you and hope that the driver is there, or you can wait till we call you and tell you when you can go pick it up this evening." I calmly replied, "So I have to wait ANOTHER hour for you guys to not call me?" She kindly said someone will be calling me.
All I want is this package from my parents.... Is that so much to ask??
Luckily, 20 minutes goes by and I get a phone call saying, "You can pick it up until 9pm tonight. They close at 9." THANK GOODNESS!!
When Kelly gets home from work, she talks to Amy a bit and I ask her if she can drive me to Van Nuys to take me to UPS to get my package. It's on Arminta Street. We get directions to Arminta Street, go right, and while we're driving down the street...guess what...we don't see a UPS anywhere. So we go the OTHER direction on Arminta, and before we get to the 16000 block of this street, it stops and turns into a different street where we're now in the scary ghetto. Kelly turns around and we drive around like lost puppies (if lost puppies could drive) and call her friend Chris. Chris's friend tells us to go to this corner near Arminta, that isn't Arminta itself, and tells us there's a UPS there. When we get there, there is no UPS, but there's a U-HAUL.
Seriously....? This is far beyond rediculous. We call Chris back and they cooperatively figure out where we're REALLY supposed to go, and they give us directions to the ACTUAL UPS store we need to be at. When we get there about 8:10pm, there is a LONG line of people, probably in the same boat we are, that doesn't seem to be moving at ALL. Finally as we wait till 8:30pm, a worker there starts yelling out addresses of packages and those people are to step aside because those are the packages they have handy. We wait...wait...wait...FINALLY! Our address is called. When I get to the guy, I start to hand him my Indiana Driver's License, and he makes a face and I knew what he was thinking...the addresses don't match up. I told him I just moved here and haven't anything with my new address on it yet. He then quizzes me about what number this package is under, as in my phone number, then asks me where and who is it coming from. Well it's coming from my mom in Kokomo, IN. After that he kindly gives me a lecture to tell me next time, make sure you have something with the matching address.
After all that, I'm home-free with the package. *Sighhhhhh*
I think my patience was being tested with all of this, and maybe this is a great lesson learned: UPS sucks! And their drivers are stupid. The End
(Sorry for the lengthy post)
Until next time...
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
They're just people...
Just in case anyone was wondering, I have a short story for you. Last night, we went to Kelly and Amy's favorite bar called "Ireland's 32." I haven't found out yet what the '32' stands for, but it is a very cool bar that is very Irish. Fitting for me, I know.
Every Sunday and Tuesday at Ireland's, they have karaoke night. (Amazing that I can spell "karaoke" and not "thorough") Aaaanyways, not too far into the night I saw a very attractive female sitting at the bar by herself, just non-chalantly looking around. I'm pretty sure I made eye contact a couple times. Not 10 minutes later, a guy came into the bar and joined her... Sad face.
Anyway, I continued with my night, enjoying the drunk people trying to karaoke. I sang two songs: "Alcohol" by Barenaked Ladies and "Mambo #5" by Lou Bega. Great choices, huh?
I couldn't help but glance every once in awhile over at the couple who looked so familiar sitting at the bar together. She even got up to sing the last song of the night. I walked by them numerous time in-passing going to the restroom and such.
After we left, I was racking my brain to figure it out. When we got home, my roommate Amy remembered who they were. Johnny Galecki and Kaley Cuoco. They are stars of the fairly-new TV series "The Big Bang Theory." You might also remember Mr. Galecki from the TV show "Roseanne."
It was amazing how cool everyone is about celebrities out here. They're just people. People like you and me. Except with a lot more money and fame. :)
Until next time...
(P.S. I wanna give a shout-out to all my Indiana family and friends. I've heard the weather updates there, and I wish you all safety in the snow and below-zero temperatures/wind chill. I'm really trying to push some of the 80+ degree and sunny weather we're having here..........not to rub it in of course.)
Every Sunday and Tuesday at Ireland's, they have karaoke night. (Amazing that I can spell "karaoke" and not "thorough") Aaaanyways, not too far into the night I saw a very attractive female sitting at the bar by herself, just non-chalantly looking around. I'm pretty sure I made eye contact a couple times. Not 10 minutes later, a guy came into the bar and joined her... Sad face.
Anyway, I continued with my night, enjoying the drunk people trying to karaoke. I sang two songs: "Alcohol" by Barenaked Ladies and "Mambo #5" by Lou Bega. Great choices, huh?
I couldn't help but glance every once in awhile over at the couple who looked so familiar sitting at the bar together. She even got up to sing the last song of the night. I walked by them numerous time in-passing going to the restroom and such.
After we left, I was racking my brain to figure it out. When we got home, my roommate Amy remembered who they were. Johnny Galecki and Kaley Cuoco. They are stars of the fairly-new TV series "The Big Bang Theory." You might also remember Mr. Galecki from the TV show "Roseanne."
It was amazing how cool everyone is about celebrities out here. They're just people. People like you and me. Except with a lot more money and fame. :)
Until next time...
(P.S. I wanna give a shout-out to all my Indiana family and friends. I've heard the weather updates there, and I wish you all safety in the snow and below-zero temperatures/wind chill. I'm really trying to push some of the 80+ degree and sunny weather we're having here..........not to rub it in of course.)
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
I have arrived!
Welcome to the official blogging site of Brendan and his adventure to Los Angeles, CA. I will be keeping this updated as regularly as possible, especially if something great happens. This way, you don't have to worry about asking things like, "what has Brendan been up to?" or "where the H-E-double hockey sticks is he?" or best of all: "Is he famous yet???"
Well to answer those questions, here you go:
What has Brendan been up to?
I flew Frontier out of Indianapolis, on my way to a layover in Denver, then to LAX. We had a late start to our early morning flight so they could de-ice the plane. Don't you just LOVE hearing that?? I sure do......NOT! But oh well. It's better to be safe than sorry. So as we sat on the plane with no air coming through our little twisty air vents, the guy inbetween me on the aisle, and the lady sitting in the window seat, was offered a row all to himself. The lady and I looked at eachother, shrugged, and were happy with the outcome of us getting more leg room than we didn't have before. If that doesn't make sense, what I'm trying to say is that there was barely leg room to begin with, and all it really did was free us a seat to each store our coats on for the duration of the flight. The only plus we got out of the delay, besides an ice-free plane, was free TV for the flight. Can you believe airlines charge for tv now!? sheesh...
Anyway, that's a lot of reading, so I'll just cut to the chase... Even with the delay to Denver, we still made it to Los Angeles earlier than scheduled.
My cousin, Kelly, picked me up at the airport and we were on our way to my new home. The (current) apartment is a one bedroom, one bath, 2 sink, 3 closet, 1 tv, 2 radio, 1 dvd player, 1 PlayStation-2, 1 air-mattress, many DVDs, no cable apartment with a small balcony that has no view of anything but another common LA-style apartment complex. But that's not me complaining, just trying to be thourough (which I hope I spelled correctly because I hate trying to spell).
The third of the roommates arrived earlier that evening. Her name is Amy. Yes, I know what you're thinking. How lucky of a guy to be living with 2 girls. They are great, but they are family (or practically family), so I guess I'll get good make-up tips from them.......yeah I don't know why I'd need that either.
We've spent our first week moving all of Kelly's ex-boyfriend's (he who shall remain nameless) stuff out to the balcony, cleaning up our apartment, planning a new and bigger apartment move, eating lots of pasta and also bad-for-us-food (i.e. "In & Out", "Carls Jr.", etc.), going through drama (well I'm just hearing it all, I'm not too involved), and just having a good time.
I'm still jobless, but that will be changing soon. I've made a few phone calls, and am just waiting to hear back. I'll be keeping you all updated about the job situation.
Where the H-E-double hockey sticks is Brendan?
I'm in LA...duh :) (Valley Village to be exact...which is pretty much North Hollywood)
Is he famous yet???
....No... But that will be updated as well.
In closing, like I said before, I will be keeping this updated as much as possible. Until then, feel free to post comments/questions/concerns and each time I log on, I will be answering anything you ask :-)
Love you all, miss you all
-Brendan aka "LA-B"
Well to answer those questions, here you go:
What has Brendan been up to?
I flew Frontier out of Indianapolis, on my way to a layover in Denver, then to LAX. We had a late start to our early morning flight so they could de-ice the plane. Don't you just LOVE hearing that?? I sure do......NOT! But oh well. It's better to be safe than sorry. So as we sat on the plane with no air coming through our little twisty air vents, the guy inbetween me on the aisle, and the lady sitting in the window seat, was offered a row all to himself. The lady and I looked at eachother, shrugged, and were happy with the outcome of us getting more leg room than we didn't have before. If that doesn't make sense, what I'm trying to say is that there was barely leg room to begin with, and all it really did was free us a seat to each store our coats on for the duration of the flight. The only plus we got out of the delay, besides an ice-free plane, was free TV for the flight. Can you believe airlines charge for tv now!? sheesh...
Anyway, that's a lot of reading, so I'll just cut to the chase... Even with the delay to Denver, we still made it to Los Angeles earlier than scheduled.
My cousin, Kelly, picked me up at the airport and we were on our way to my new home. The (current) apartment is a one bedroom, one bath, 2 sink, 3 closet, 1 tv, 2 radio, 1 dvd player, 1 PlayStation-2, 1 air-mattress, many DVDs, no cable apartment with a small balcony that has no view of anything but another common LA-style apartment complex. But that's not me complaining, just trying to be thourough (which I hope I spelled correctly because I hate trying to spell).
The third of the roommates arrived earlier that evening. Her name is Amy. Yes, I know what you're thinking. How lucky of a guy to be living with 2 girls. They are great, but they are family (or practically family), so I guess I'll get good make-up tips from them.......yeah I don't know why I'd need that either.
We've spent our first week moving all of Kelly's ex-boyfriend's (he who shall remain nameless) stuff out to the balcony, cleaning up our apartment, planning a new and bigger apartment move, eating lots of pasta and also bad-for-us-food (i.e. "In & Out", "Carls Jr.", etc.), going through drama (well I'm just hearing it all, I'm not too involved), and just having a good time.
I'm still jobless, but that will be changing soon. I've made a few phone calls, and am just waiting to hear back. I'll be keeping you all updated about the job situation.
Where the H-E-double hockey sticks is Brendan?
I'm in LA...duh :) (Valley Village to be exact...which is pretty much North Hollywood)
Is he famous yet???
....No... But that will be updated as well.
In closing, like I said before, I will be keeping this updated as much as possible. Until then, feel free to post comments/questions/concerns and each time I log on, I will be answering anything you ask :-)
Love you all, miss you all
-Brendan aka "LA-B"
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