God...i miss the freedom of this blog. posting on the ajc site is groovy and all, but I can't say "fuck" or "cunt" and that's really a problem. so yeah, the festival is good and all i love my creative freedom, but god! work? what s that all about? i m supposed to be clubbing and taking pills and drinking with topless girls and boys on the beach. Putain!

today was badass--got to meet lars von trier for the second time and (drumroll please,) BILL "ghostbustin ass" MURRAY!!! that was so fucking cool. and it was better than just a handshake. but i m not gonna write the same fucking thing twice so read my other page. and as for jinxie, i ll work on keeping up my daily 20 phone calls, 40 emails, multiple blog postings, picture taking, video shooting, and article writing. as bill lumbergh would say "ye---ea----ah."
meow to all! and love from the cote d'azur!
let the pastis flow like wine, and the wine flow like the waves on the encroaching seas!
nazdravi!