Adam Kurtz

So I think now this blog is no longer the blog of a road trip (road trip blog RIP), but now it's a blog of the life and times of a guy moving to Los Angeles. Oh you've heard of it, the city of hollywood; dreams; movies; shattered dreams; cheap, floozy motels; cheap, floozy women; food, oh so much food; sun (it's always 75 degrees and sunny here, except in the darkest depths of the winter, when it's 65 degrees and a solitary sort of confused cloud floats in the bright blue sky).

Yes, the city of fallen angeles, but also the promise of fame, fortune, or at least a delicious fortune cookie.

I arrived in LA with one goal: do as many 'new things' as possible, say 'yes' to any new experience; do that which was not possible in maine. today was a big full day of that. after a morning run, in the hollywood area, i headed to my first photo shoot. i was getting head shots done to submit to one of the many actors' representation firms, since i want to be a background actor aka "extra." after grabbing a cup of coffee and running into andrew randomly (drummer for as fast as), i met the photographer at a church not too far from where i'm staying.

photo shoot. strike a pose. chin down. eyes wider. give me a smile. show me teeth. mouth closed. work it. work it. beautiful. you're a natural. yeah. you got it. i don't know what it is, but you got it.

i'll see the CD of photos monday.

then i was off to collect the petty cash i need from the producer of a new web series since i'm going to be working as a craft services dude for them. i could go back and edit that horrendous sentence, but it's 3 in the morning, so i'm not going to. i like it as is. i agreed to do craft service (coffee, tea, snacks, etc) for the filming of a pilot episode of your new favorite medical drama. just so happens filming starts monday, at 6pm. that's nice, 6pm. no, it's not nice. it goes til 6am. 12 hour day, if i'm lucky. 6pm-6am on monday, tuesday, wednesday, (thursday is a day of rest), then friday and saturday. should be, let's just say, a new experience. if you live in LA, do not expect to be my friend next week.

then i checked out a Koreatown apartment i may move in to. pretty sweet place actually, and i think it may just be a perfect fit. the craigslist ad seemed promising, so what could possibly go wrong? so what if the stove only has one working burner, i can still fry an egg, boil water for pasta, and sterilize a needle with that.

in celebration of my productive day, i sang at two separate karaoke occasions, the first at Smog Cutters (let's go crazy by prince) and then at a Korean karaoke place for a friend's birthday celebration (welcome to the jungle - i wailed it to the point of now i can't speak).

a weekend of rest, maybe beach expedition, then my arduous work begins monday.

oh and i booked my first LA gig for the 23rd, so i'll have to prep for that. haven't broken out that loop pedal in some time, but i think it's time to do just that.

shit, it's 323, and i'm tired. next week 323 will simply mean "oh good, only 2 1/2 hours left of work!"

look at my life!