I love LA

This is an exaggerated skit about several phone calls between myself and my dad, he does not understand why I would want to move to LA. Sure there are earthquakes, wild fires, mudslides, traffic congestion and rape but there is also lots and lots of pollution!




This is a very cheap looking video that a made to 'visualize' and audio skit that i made for the website that i am building content for (nationalcomedyradio.com). The photos are all stock photos and do not represent my experiences in Los Angeles (yet).

Hollywood News: KANYE WEST

KANYE WEST: “…Being God-Like is Humbling...”



Self proclaimed musical superstar Kanye West is now 'humble' according to his website Kanyeislord.com. “Pretending to be humble is the most humbling thing that I have ever had to pretend to be....you know, because being God-like is Humbling...” wrote Kanye in his new blog. He went on to write: “..I don't need to win music awards...I only need to know that I can win music awards...and that I will accept them because I deserve them...because I am the Elvis Presley of our time....from now on, call me Elvis Lennon Hendrix..”
Although Kanye West appears to be working hard at pretending to be humble, sources close to the singer say that he is focusing most of his energy on pretending to be appreciative and worthy, he is also experimenting with buzz cuts and funky fresh sunglasses, said the source.
Kanye West's sunglasses have come under fire from The American Eye Council recently for allegedly not blocking out UV Rays. According to a spokesperson of The AEC “Kanye West's Fashionable eye wear appear to only block out the reality of his own talent and not actual sunlight”. We chose not to reach Kanye West for comment.

Traveling Life: Hollywood News

Joel McHale Quits 'The Soup,' Afflicted with
Green Screen Poisoning


E! Network Main Stay, Joel McHale has unexpectedly walked off his popular show 'The Soup', allegedly suffering from complications of Green Screen Poisoning.
According to an E! Insider, Mr. McHale began to spontaneously weep after interviewing Danielle Fishel of The Style Network. Sources say that McHale began crying uncontrollably and was seen vomiting on a freshly botoxed Chelsey Handler. Joel McHale's PR rep released this statement:
“Joel McHale has been suffering from 'Chroma Key-mitosis', witch wikeopedia describes as a devastating illness linked to the extreme over use of the green or blue screen process.” The Statement goes on to read: “According to a doctor that Mr. McHale Knows, 'Chroma Key-mitosis' or 'Green Screen Poisoning' (as it is called in Canada) can only be treated by placing Joel McHale in a “talk show hosting scenario on one of the three major networks...”.
The E! Network could be reached for comment but I lost interest half way through the phone interview.

CRAZY TOWN by Benjamin Carrico

Los Angeles and it's surrounding satellites are something to behold.  LA is like it's own little world where nothing quite makes sense until you discover that maybe it is you that LA can't make sense of.  

In week one of this journey I was harassed by the Mexican Demon Twins, a nightmarish security duo that was securing the perimeter of a 'Prison Break' location shoot at Tequila Jacks in Long Beach.  Although I was simply standing on the dock, drinking a Coke while waiting for a interview at 'The Yard House' next door, the chupacabra of the security world decided that I was causing trouble by simply keeping to myself while watching the film crew set up a shot.  These big, punk bastards surrounded me like the gestapo, demanded my identification and then escorted me off the property.  Perhaps these two dumb ass immigrant bikers thought that I was a 'paparazzi' trying to photograph an awful television show being made for a pictorial in "The Worst Show On Television Magazine" or, maybe I just looked like I could be fucked with.

I always seem to look out of place in Los Angeles.  When I am on Melrose, pedestrians shoot glares at me like they somehow know that I haven't been 'trendy' since I wore a pair of pink Converse All-Stars during my senior year of High School and subsequently gained the affection of at least a few closeted freshman.  While Strolling Robertson Boulevard I am treated like one of the Clampetts in the pilot episode of 'The Beverly Hillbilly's' and at Venice Beach I feel like a young Republican at a satanic cult ritual.  Oh, don't get me wrong, I love the cornucopia of crazies at Venice Beach, especially at sunset when everyone acts like the world is going to end. Yet, there is something quite spooky to me when two-hundred drug- addled homeless teenagers are convulsing around  a drum circle at 5 in the afternoon on a Tuesday.

Sure, you can call me lame but I like the history of this City of broken dreams.  I like to the amazing architecture of days gone by, I can often be seen staring up in awe at some abandoned building on skid row because in my mind I can see how this city must have looked during the boom.  There are a million treasures to be found in this town and I plan to find them all.

 

For now, the closest thing that I have found to time travel is sitting in a place like Cole's Electric Pacific Restaurant in downtown LA and striking up a conversation with an old man that rambles about trains for an hour.  Sure the conversation may get redundant but the french dip sandwiches are delicious.