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327/365 – Audience PA & Pete Holmes

Today, the fan was stricken by feces.  I mean, it was good feces . . . not the smelly kind.  The kind I usually produce; smells like roses, comes out with a bow and looks like a pony.  That kind of feces. I was only […]

Another tea delivery to the trenches.  I hope it's Lemon Zinger.  I hope.

326/365 – A Letter From The Trenches

Dear (insert Civil War sounding name here . . . maybe Ruth or Abigale), Things have been quiet down here in the trenches of Conan.  I feel as if all we’ve done is reorganized the kitchen . . . so much tea.  Everywhere tea.  Tea. […]


325/365 – HK3K

Got up at 6am.  Arrived in Culver City at 7:30am.  Got in a van and was driven to the set of Megan’s favorite show, Hell’s Kitchen.  Yes, I was able to dine in the kitchen of everyone’s favorite blowhard chef, Gordon Ramsey. He’s actually an […]


324/365 – Termite Terrace

Today I started my internship with Conan . . . But let me back track a bit to give you some perspective about what happened today.  See, a long time ago, there was actually a place where art was organically produced as opposed to being […]

A what?!  No!  I just want to to tease some poor guards over there.  how dare you assume I would want to do . . . that.

323/365 – Old Habits . . .

I did it again.  No, I didn’t play with your heart.  If I had done that I would have said, “Oops, I did it again.” What I did do was to allow myself to get sucked into a video game time warp.  Again.  Yeah, I […]


322/365 – Brown Bottle Flu

Last night I had 4 Tecate beers.  Four.  F-O-U-R.  You know how many fingers are on your hand, minus the thumb?  Four . . . okay, maybe five.  Here’s the thing, ether Tecate really doesn’t jive with me or I truly am hitting the breaking […]

For the person who drinks in appreciation for taste.

321/365 – An Adult Kind of Dwelling Space

I don’t care what anyone says, the real difference between an adult living space and the space of someone who refuses to grow up is wall art. Yeah, you heard me.  Stuff your theories about furniture and kitchen appliances and fresh fruit and bar soap […]


320/365 – Four-Eyes

For someone who has worn glasses for most of his life, I’m piss porn at the upkeep of my eyewear.  Maybe it’s because I started wearing them at 10, which never allowed me to gain the full appreciation for their real purpose.  I never really […]


319/365 – Belittle Update!

Most film students worship Wes Anderson.  Well, I think there’s a large majority who do.  He’s probably the first auteur to come into Hollywood in a very long time.  I’d say the last one was Quentin Tarrentino.  What I’m saying is that I count myself […]


318/365 – Last Day At The PGA

From one internship to another, I’m floating around LA like a man with a mission . . . a mission to create no new income.  I just have to keep telling myself that these unpaid internships will pay off in the future.  I have to […]

Look, sweetie, breakfast?  Don't look to the right.  just eat.

317/365 – The Ants Go Marching

Let’s just say, for shits and giggles, you’ve just moved into a new apartment.  And let’s just suppose, for farts and laughs, that there’s a minor ant problem in the kitchen.  Okay?  Got it?  Now, just for poops and chuckles, you tell your landlord and […]

And there's a lot of turd out here in LA.  A lot.

316/365 – You Know Who Your Friends Are . . .

. . . when they help you move.  Am I right, gang?  Huh?  Huh? Seriously.  There’s nothing worse than having to move on your own.  Megan and I experienced that dreadful experience when we moved here.  We had our pal Andrew with us for a […]


315/365 – Driving Motivation

When I was living in Chicago, going out was no problem.  If I was invited anywhere, I would just hop in my bike, a bus or the train and whip on down to said bar/apartment/eatery/theatre/snuff film shoot . . . you know, anywhere where my presence […]

Hold on.  Let my assistant get the reward from the "vault."

314/365 – Unhealthy

Hey!  Guess what?  It’s like 10pm and I’m almost finished with unpacking.  It’s pretty amazing.  Yeah!!!! But now I am seeing what all my inactivity is doing to me.  I feel gross, weak and out of breath.  What happened to all that Bikram Yoga I […]


313/365 – Unpacking, Unpacking, Unpacking . . .

The absolute only way I’m ever going to help Megan feel acclimated is to get this damn apartment unpacked and in order.  It’s just sucks.  Really.  When you look at your new space, see all of your own possessions, all scattered around, in boxes and disorganized, […]


312/365 – Fuün Tersjks with Ikea

Legos where my thing when I was a kid . . . Legos and GI Joe.  I’ll save The Real American heroes for a post about my love of warfare with laser guns that have 0% accuracy.  Here I’m preaching about Legos.  Those unbeleivable bulilding […]


311/365 – And . . . Cue Dreams

5:23pm.  Returning to my desk at the PGA. I sit down and look at my laptop.  There’s an e-mail form a Mr. Clark – the writers assistant at Conan . . . This has to be the results of the monologue internship test. Now, usually, […]

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310/365 – Like Moses Through The Desert

Finally.  FINALLY, we get to spend the night in our own apartment.  We’re like the Israelites returning home after wandering the desert for years.  It just feels like since May 21, we’ve been without a country – without a home – nomads, searching for a […]


309/365 – 8 Events That Ruined Sports (for me)

I got a chance to watch the women’s Olympic marathon today.  Impressive!  It made me miss the days when I really enjoyed watching the Olympics.  I know! Surprise, surprise, surprise! See, I run often.  I used to run about a 7.30 mile.  I was decent. […]

Ford Police Interceptor Concept

308/365 – Practical Uses For Impractical Toys

Saturday.  Usually a day of rest.  For some.  I’m just busy and anxiously awaiting the results from the Monologue test.  But, I got a chance to go to the new apartment and all I want to do is display my art toys on the built […]