Thursday, October 19, 2006

i know...

so behind. i can't even begin to say how busy i've been. we're doing lots of parties, planning cmj, every band on our label is on tour right now, hectic... but i will update soon. promise... on my way to nate's girlfriend's parents house for a screening of her documentary 'after innocence' premiering on showtime tonight. check it out. amazing documentary...

ps: vincent gallo is going to adopt cory.

Saturday, October 07, 2006


lagging on the updates, i know. i'm faking the dates. fyi.
it's 10/6, friday, and it's the lovely tita's bday. i love tita, i love good dinner and i love birthdays. lexi, fern, liz, jana, and few others all met up at cliff's edge for celebrations. i've been going to cliff's edge a lot lately. i think the food is ok, but it's not my favorite place... however the convenient location and outdoor seating are endlessly appealing qualities for my sect of friends. so we return - once again. immediately upon arrival i realize that i have no money on me. my bank account got highjacked this week by some wacko in illinois. he/she has been making large gas station purchases all over central illinois. i had to lock my account and snap my debit card in half. luckily sweet fern has come to the rescue. he's covering my meal for tonight. i order the coconut mojito. woah... that was just about the most perfect combination of tastes a cocktail could ever have. i highly suggest it. i order the mussels again, good flavor and nice portion as always. and then we feast on vegan cupcakes from m cafe (tita's another birthday celebrating vegan friend). i've said it before and will say it again. i'm bummed places like m cafe didn't exist when i was vegan. i would have most likely stayed vegan. well, maybe not. i'd prefer to be some sort of vegan hybrid. like a carnivegan. eat totally vegan except for when it came to steak. good steak. yummy steak. mmm steak... hi i'm ana, and i'm a carnivegan. i will eat all your organic veggies and vegan cupcakes and top it all off with a juicy rare steak. ok? ok!

after dinner ltaf and vivian come to meet us and we all head to the prince for more good times. the prince is definitely one of la's best kept secrets. the main attraction for me is that you can do here what you used to be able to do at lil joy and the roost and still can in the back room at spaceland. those in the know will know what i'm talking about. so not only can you do that but you can also order all kinds of strange korean-ish foods and beverages. we order a carafe of lime soju and peruse the strange menue. the menu at the prince is mostly in english with a four items only written in korean. i want badly to order one of the four korean-written items. they are secret, special secrets we english reading folks will never know of. i think that you may not be allowed to order them unless you speak korean. do not want to offend. however, one english written menu item that intrigued me and that i almost ordered was the last item on the second page of the menu. it just read "silkworms". ltaf, my adventurous epicurious friend, has of course tried said silkworms at this place. she said they come in a bowl... just a bunch of silkworms in a bowl. she, also a woman who can find something interesting to say about just about every type of randome cuisine, labeled the silkworms 'foul' and that they had the consistency of chewing on rubber pellets. mmmm... i'll pass. some more friends show up at the prince and we take over an entire corner. to fully appreciate the prince, you must witness first hand the catacomb-style set up. creepy rooms leading into other creepier rooms, red everywhere - red leather booths, red carpet, red walls, strange turn of the century european-style paintings of country-sides and horses erratically hung on the walls, korean mafioso-like families seated at large tables with plates of food that could serve three times their occupancy, so good. great conversation and way too many ounces of soju consumed. i need sleep. i go home by 2am.

good times.

Friday, October 06, 2006



scott came to pick me up from the office. i was watching cops with mark and steve and very ready to leave the long, stressful day at work and get to some drinking and hanging with my favorite human, scott. we have plans to go to the jet show at the fonda and decide on the frolic room for the location of our soon to be consumed libations -- it's right across the street from the fonda. we pass by the pretty tranny smoking by the door and plant ourselved down onto some stools. scotty and i have a spicy bloody mary (dinner) and a white russian (dessert). best meal i've had in a while. the always lovely paige comes to join us for drinks. we get two more and before we've even had a chance to make much of a dent into the evening, i'm drunk.

we manage to get and extra pass from goldenvoice (thanks donna) so that paige could continue the party with us across the street at the jet show. the three of us watch the jet show. it was a great. i kind of felt like i was at an ac/dc concert. rock-n-roll. here is where the aussies start to take over the evening. thanks to chris and alexi for the passes. fun times. after the jet-set we all head backstage for the first of three after parties. alexi's parents are both at the show. alexi's mom is this super hip, all black-clad, prettier version of joan jett. she was there with her long haired, cooler than you looking boyfriend/husband -- hottt couple! you can tell where alexi gets her pretty face. her mom was so great. our hangtime was brief but i hope to see her again. also finally met alexi's dad. he was a trip too. alexi has got just about the coolest parents of anyone i know. we hang with alexi, chris and his jet bandmates, sarah, myles, rickett, chris, drink some stellas, eat some grapes and smoke some cigarettes. then it's off to the second after party.

the record label is hosting a party for jet at the bar marmont at the chateu marmont. it's full on open bar - top shelf. these things get me in trouble -- and trouble indeed did get me. i order two johnnie walker blacks on ice for myself and a dirty grey goose martini for scott. down one of the johnnies and here it starts to get hazy. run into cc and shane and catch up on how ridiculous i was on tuesday when i last ran into them. shane just bought a new house and is having a house warming party soon. i want to help him plan it. i see a 'mid summer's night dream' theme here. i hope it happens. i love fairies. chat chat chat... i go back to the bar and as i'm ordering some warm, manly hands cover my eyes from behind. i turn around and it's sweet baby jared!!! i am overjoyed. this boy is one of the bestest in la and he's been away vacationing in argentina for too long. welcome home sweet jared! scott, paige and i scoot through the rest of the party... we run into cory and jack... it's nice to see the kids out. jack has a new haircut. he looks cute. the jet boys are all here and all i can hear is australian accents everywhere. then our australian friend michael and his girlfriend show up. paris hilton totally hit on michael and he completely denied her. so funny. all i know is that the dialogue was something like this... paris: hi what's your name, michael: michael, paris: what are you doing after this?, michael: nothing with you... wow. we head to the smoking patio where we instantly see probably the most amazing australian of the evening. geoffrey motherfucking rush. i must say that i love this man. he is probably one of my favorite actors. geoffrey rush is hanging at the australian infested jet after party. so insane. paige, a fellow actor, gets shoved into him by scott (maybe on purpose) and thus began the love affair. geoffrey tells us he's in town being a 'pirate' i assume alluding to the filming of the next pirates of the carribean taking place right now... paige and geoffrey spent the rest of the night chatting away on the patio. i snuck in for some of the convo and this man is as humble as any oscar nominated actor could be. he was so kind and so encouraging. paige was moved. i was moved. when the bar finally closes we bid our farewells to all and geoffrey. as paige is walking away geoffrey tells her "i can't wait to share the screen with you"... amazing. we're off to the third and final after party.

everyone's been at the sunset marquis lately. jet, the killers, kings of leon are all staying there this week. james valentine had a birthday party there earlier in the night. now it was time for the jet after party. we go to the pool level suite and grab some beers from the fridge. we instantly realize we are in the wrong room. they were gracious but not jet. we move across to the other side of the pool and are lured in by the cigarette smoke and loud music coming from the jet suite. ahhh... guess who's there, mr. rush, yes geoffrey rush at the hotel room after party. what a rockstar. he just got 20x more ridiculously awesome. paige and him pick up on their conversation. i chat with jet boys and vinessa. she was a doll. i totally couldn't figure out why i recognized her. then i realized she was an actress. that happens a lot in la. you'll think you know someone from you past and come to find out they were on tv or in a movie you just saw. it's made for some embarrassing conversations for me in the past. "hey, are you from kansas? i think we went to college together" "um, no i'm tom cruise"... anyway, vinessa, i love you in 40 days & 40 nights. good job. scott and i giggle the rest of the night away and all head home around 5am...

good times.

pics from the bar marmont after party via skullset

me, my 2 johnnies and scotty

alexi and chris

cory and cc

chris and chad