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I turn 33 on August 2. As opposed to feeling a sense of crisis when I turned 30, 31 and 32, I actually am feeling good about getting another year older. Two more years and I can run for president; afterall, can’t screw things up any worse than they already are, right?

Putting a couple finishing touches on the book I’ve been writing since December, re-writing my script and starting on two other writing projects. I am also the new assistant manager at a T-Mobile Lmtd. store here in West Hollywood and should be getting booked for some acting gigs in the coming days; so things are going just peachy.

Due to popular demand, Fone Smart! will not be going anywhere and am planning on a couple format changes for this site as a whole next week.

Peace.

PB

Happy Independence Day everyone!

In the past week I’ve had interviews with two other companies that sell Verizon Wireless and T-Mobile respectively and I am very excited about my prospects.

Probably will write a more substantive post later. Peace.

Spent the better part of two days calling people, leaving messages, etc., and no calls returned. My favorite has been arranging a time and place for a meeting, have the person call you five different times to change times and locations, only to cancel at the last minute.

Is it just me or is professionalism dead? I understand everyone is busy, but we live in a world of instant messaging, text messaging, etc., it is not to difficult to stay in touch with someone or plan better.

I’ve been back in Springfield since early Friday morning. Took a three day bus journey from LA to here to more of the country. Aside from a few crazies that got on in Las Vegas, it was actually an ok trip. And while the ticker-tape parades thrown in my honor in Springfield and Gillespie by my legions of friends, fans and possible would be assassins were appreciated, they were not necessary.

Of course, that didn’t happen. But it was pretty nice that I was the guest of honor at two different cook outs by friends and my adoptive family in Springfield and Gillespie. The questions swirled: why did I leave, why did I not tell anyone and do I plan on moving back to Springfield. The answer to the latter question is simply, I don’t know. I’ve never been “happy” in Springfield; and I am absolutely loving my time in LA. But the only thing for sure, is nothing is for sure. I plan on heading back when tapings start up again, which could be a couple weeks or 1-2 months. Until then, I plan on actually trying to enjoy things in Springfield that I didn’t before.

First Easter in California. Had a little photoshoot today. Normally I write about the history of the holiday, its pagan origins, etc., but have decided to adopt a sort of live and let live sort of attitude today; there is already enough hate being spewed by individuals on the extreme left and extreme right to focus ones energies on whose holiday it truly is, etc. To my Christian, non-Christian and pagan friends, I wish you all a happy Easter.

A 7.2 hit Northern Mexico/Baja California, with aftershocks felt here in LA.