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boyish wonder
Tuesday, September 12 2000
Ha ha, just when spoiled richkid former coke fiend George Jr. thinks he's going to get a chance to finally start talking about something other than his relentless string of campaign failures, somebody finds the word "RATS" hidden in one of his least-effective multi-million-dollar ads. Every day is like Christmas when the presents are like these. Not only has Bush shown himself to be an mildly-retarded inbreed, now his campaign is forced to use sneaky Jedi mind tricks to convince us to vote for him! This one ought to be good for another 2 point recession into the pollster red zone.
As I was walking up to my house after another long (but enjoyable) day at work, I found one of my new friends also converging on my door. It was Farley, the would-be actor from San Diego who knows me and my housemate John through Fernando. I ended up spending the rest of the evening helping Farley put together a web page to help him promote his career as an actor. Farley was hoping John and Fernando would show up, but they never materialized. There had been some sort of communication mix up and meanwhile they were waiting for Farley over at Fernando's house. Nobody thought to call anyone except for Farley, who had to check in with his bitchy stripper girlfriend.
After spending a whole evening with Farley, I have little to say except "What an odd duck!" Here is the content of the web page we made (he provided all the content exactly as I'm showing it here), though I've Xed out his email address so all you dumb fuck tattle tale readers don't rat on me.
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Hi My name is Farley
I am actor looking for work.
I will work for free. I would like to work on the set.
I am hard worker and open minded.
I live in San Diego and will travel anywhere for work....
email me XXX@YYY.com
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As I was telling John later tonight, before I met him, I don't think I'd ever met anyone with so much boyish wonder as Farley. Today as I was doing the most simple of things with my downstairs computer, he was blown away by even my trivial routine actions, such as dragging a window into the middle of the screen so I could see it better. "Wow!" he'd say, "that's cool!" It was literally as if he had been born yesterday. Here's a guy whose father is one of the most wealthy men in America, and while he seems thoroughly entertained by the world, he doesn't understand how it functions or what to expect from it. For example, Farley recently put together a crude little flyer advertising his services as an unpaid movie set intern. He put the flyer all over the Sunset Strip, and though "the phone hasn't been ringing," he seems to regard it all as some sort of marvelous adventure that might well pay off.
John showed up shortly before Farley had to head back home to San Diego, and at this point Farley revealed that he'd convinced his wealthy father to allow him to move to Los Angeles. Not only that, but he'll be moving into our neighborhood, as close to us as possible. West LA is like that. If you're looking for community, you have to pack it in with you.
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