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Friday, July 4th, 2003
12:34 pm - Mortality
I don't like thinking about difficult things and I don't like being all morbid and introspective. However, occassionally, I do it. Recently, I've been doing it a great deal. Too many deaths in a very short time.

If I died tomorrow, what would I leave behind? I've been thinking about this and I've come to some conclusions.

I'd leave a fabulously comfortable home.
I'd leave four well-used Big Bertha drivers and a excellent set of clubs.
I'd leave a definitive collection of slapstick movies - no, not my own. :)
I'd leave some excellent artwork that was either purchased or given to me by close friends.
I'd leave an unfinished (and never will be, no matter how long I stay around ;) ) screenplay.

But most importantly, I'd leave behind my family and friends. I hope, though, that they would remember me fondly - that they would think of me with laughter and love.

Thinking on it, that's not so bad.

So, all my friends must make this promise to me - when I go to the great sound stage in the sky, you will all get together and hoist a glass to me (even if all that is in the glass is pop). You will have a big blow out of a wake with lots of laughter and tales of me and there will be music and dancing. Everyone I know that plays an instrument is to bring it and play it. I want Sinatra covered and that caterwalling Hugh calls singing done. ;) Gina, you must wear the red dress. Paul, you must wear the "torture device" - oh, hush up. Everyone else is to come in whatever they consider comfortable clothes. Everyone I've ever worked with is to be invited and Priscilla is to give the first eulogy, with George to be the next in line. After that, it's a free-for-all.

I'm not planning on going any time soon - too many people to pester and too many courses still not played. But it pays to be prepared.

So, do you all promise?

current mood: rather morbid, actually ;-)

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Saturday, June 14th, 2003
10:23 am - Subtle I'm not
This week we lost Gregory Peck and David Brinkley. Good men who lived long lives. They weren't saints...well, maybe Mr. Brinkley was...but they lived long lives.

I think of some recent losses, both personally and professionally: Jonathan Harris, Fred Rogers, Richard Crenna, one of my golfing buddies recently, many others. And when I think of them, the one thing that hits me is that they all died old.

Dying of old age is not so bad, when you think about it. You've lived a full life, you've had ups and downs but you've done a good bit in that time.

Then, as I sit and contemplate life, I think of those we lost young, although "young" can be a subjective term. James Dean, Elvis, Natalie Wood, John Belushi...younger people, who, through many of their own foolish choices, are lost to us. Who knows what Belushi would have ended up doing - maybe he would have won an Oscar for "Good Will Hunting" instead of Mr. Williams?

And Elvis...oh what he could have written and sang for the rest of his years.

Something to think about, no?

current mood: contemplative

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Wednesday, May 28th, 2003
8:48 pm
Well,it's been a while since I've said much here.

Been doing some traveling and the like. Nothing out of country - just some cross-country things.

It's too hot to play golf here right now - got to 107 the other day. And no, it doesn't matter that it's a dry heat. It's still damn hot.

I really need a new project but I can't find anything that tickles my fancy. Maybe "Space Academy 2" isn't so bad...

current mood: updating

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Saturday, April 26th, 2003
2:02 pm
I've been rather quiet lately, working on a few small projects here and there.

When looking over my friends' list, I see much of the same from them. We all seem to be busy and/or rather quiet lately.

For a certain friend, I'll just wish you the best.

I do enjoy doing small, short projects - I go, I have some fun, use the whoopie cushion a few dozen times, get paid and go home. Usually, I have time in the afternoon for a round of golf. ;)

This weekend I'm at home, relaxing. Going through a few odds and ends ("Space Jaunt 2" - oh heavens no!) and just being lazy. Tonight is the "quarterly or whenever we feel like it" poker game for a few of us old codgers.

I don't know why but I keep having the image of Hugh at that game, big Cuban cigar in his mouth, laughing as he hustles my friends. He's never done so but I just see this as big as day.

current mood: relaxed

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Wednesday, April 9th, 2003
8:55 pm - Just for Hugh
Today's weather: A balmy and beautiful 95 degrees (that would be around 33 Celsius, to you, my boy)

Golf today: Two rounds, 87 and 91.

Enjoy your snow! :D

current mood: smug and warm

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Sunday, April 6th, 2003
2:51 pm - Eric made me think...
The other day --oh, I have no clue how to link to the specific entry; I'm old and while I could learn some new tricks (Gina - come over here and let me show you (leer)), I'm not going to -- Eric asked if there were parts we thought back on, that we would do differently if we could.

I can think of a few things I would have liked to handle differently - the whole Swamp Fox thing, for one - but I can't think of something I wouldn't have done. Each one was enjoyable in their own way.

Alright, maybe I shouldn't have done Magoo...

However, there roles I wish I had been able to play. I would enjoy doing some more theater but the offers are few. I was, supposedly, short listed for a part in "The Nuremberg Trials."

Fired an agent over that, if I'm remembering correctly...

All in all though, I try not to dwell on things like that. I'd rather perfect my bunker shot. ;)

If I could give Eric any advice - other than less glitter (smile) - it would be to learn from whatever you do and don't regret anything. We are doing this for entertainment. If someone enjoys what we do, then we've done our job. Even if it's only one person.

Thinking on it like that, Magoo wasn't so bad. I've been told there are some kindergartners that find it the height of comedy. :D

current mood: nostalgic

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Sunday, March 23rd, 2003
7:58 pm
Well, it's been a bit for me. Busy busy busy.

I bet some of you thought I was gone, eh? No, not a chance. Too many people to tease and too many people to laugh with here to leave anytime soon.

Plus, GOLF! :)

Yesterday when I came in from the club, I happened upon "Forbidden Planet." God, I was young then. I know many people enjoy that movie - I do too, of course - for different reasons. Some like the Shakespearean overtones. Some like the special effects; it was interesting to film those.

Some like Anne Francis in mini-skirts. (leer) I was the one that cuddled with her, though (smug look)

Whenever I rewatch it, I always think on the actual directing of many of the scenes.

"Okay...look slightly scared, yet brave...that's fine...okay, raise your guns...pretend to...no, higher, higher...yes, right there...now, pretend to fire...keep going, keep going...and...CUT!"

I'm still amazed at what came out on screen. A movie that has lasted for over 40 years.

I do wish, though, that I'd taken the original Robbie when it was offered; I could have made a fortune! :D

current mood: nostalgic

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Monday, February 24th, 2003
7:53 pm
Happy birthday, Mr. Zane.

Many blessed and bountiful returns on the day!

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Sunday, February 23rd, 2003
9:52 am
I'm starting to plan for the big event this week - planning, packing, getting in a few more rounds of golf in this wonderful Arizona sun before I go freeze my...*ahem*...off up there.

It will be good to see everyone. Ah, I do hope Gina dear breaks the dress code ;)

I just have to do a bit more shopping... :D

current mood: planning

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Friday, February 21st, 2003
9:22 pm
Would someone explain to me why the love g_gershon was somehow not on my friends list today!?! And why I had to re-add her?!?

That dear woman brings light to my life...and life to my...well, that's not important right now ;)

current mood: annoyed

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Wednesday, February 12th, 2003
8:39 pm
I'm home now and finally rested enough to talk about the weekend spent in NYC with Hugh. If you think you are going to rest when spending anytime with Hugh, you are sadly mistaken. And, happily mistaken also. ;)

Had a wonderful time. Just wonderful. Dinner on Saturday night was just Hugh and I; while he was a bit manic, it was a fun dinner. We laughed a great deal.

One thing many may not believe is that being around Hugh means you'll laugh a great deal. He is a keen observer of people and invents some wonderful stories about them. Plus, he can be utterly charming.

Marisa, the owner/chef's wife, who is also the hostess, just wanted to take him home by the end of the meal. :)

Sunday was spent together also. We didn't do any "touristy" things other than walk around Times Square. Hugh kept using the term "fuck" and staring down people that looked at him. As I said, he can be charming when he *wants* too.

And then it was time for the matinee. HA!

Hugh kept trying to get details throughout dinner on Saturday and throughout the day on Sunday. But I would not tell him. I didn't want him to try to get out of it. After guessing all the standards (question - would *you* take Hugh to an ABBA retrospective? I thought not. (laugh) ), he was stumped.

Imagine his surprise when I took him off-Broadway. Heh! "Off Broadway." I made an unintentional pun. :D

We went to see Naked Boys Singing. If you haven't heard of it, it's a musical where the actors/singers are completely nude.


I found out about it from a friend in San Francisco. It sounded like the perfect show for Hugh. The only thing that would have made it better is to have had a few of Hugh's nearest and dearest to see Hugh's reactions.

I was able to secure first row tickets. Therefore, Hugh was able to see, up close and personal, all the action. HA! And, as an added bonus, Hugh was the "we're gonna pick on you" audience member for the actors. The little shimmy that Adam did was really very...interesting.

I did not think Hugh could turn the exact shade of red as the Canadian flag... (laugh)

After the matinee and dinner, Hugh decided he had to get back at me and took me to a few clubs he'd found. I'm not sure my hearing will ever be the same. ;) I'm not sure where we went - all I know is that we were out until around 4am and went to a few places. And that taxicabs in New York get more disgusting the later the hour.

I stayed in the city on Monday even though Hugh was back on set and working. I caught up with some other old friends in NYC. It's such a changed city, in some ways, and yet the same old place in others.

I'm glad to be home. Plus, it's warm enough here to play golf tomorrow!

current mood: tired

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Monday, February 10th, 2003
8:48 pm
I promise to write about the weekend...as soon as I can.

I had a wonderful time with Hugh. *huge yawn*

Just a spectacular time!

current mood: exhausted

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Saturday, February 8th, 2003
3:00 pm - I love this town!
I'm borrowing Hugh's computer to type this.

I do love this town. When I arrived last night, I asked the concierge about Krispy Kreme doughnuts and when there were "Hot Doughnuts NOW!" He said he'd check for me and let me know.

This morning, with my paper delivery, were two dozen "Hot" Krispy Kremes! Along with a pot of the strongest coffee I have ever had outside of Louisiana.

God, I do love this town. And this hotel!

Nice quiet morning. Went to see Leo and retrieved Hugh's tux. Leo and I had a good time catching up - his oldest granddaughter is getting married in two weeks! My god, how time flies!

Then, after a nice relaxing morning, I go to Hugh's intending to relax some more and just chat.

I get there, however, to find this *manic* person, running around this cavernous apartment talking on a cell phone *and* a portable phone. It's rather humourous to watch, actually.

He's getting ready to go now and I'm just sitting here, listening to him sing in the shower.

I do declare, I think it's ABBA :D

Dinner tonight where we get to play "Rat Pack" and then a matinee tomorrow.

I am looking forward to it.

current mood: tuxedo-ish

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Wednesday, February 5th, 2003
9:07 pm
I'm off to New York tomorrow. Hugh, do contact me at the hotel and let me know how many may be attending on Sat. night. I need to finalize the reservations.

Oh, and I have tickets to a show for us - a Sunday matinee.

heh heh heh

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Sunday, February 2nd, 2003
10:52 am - Helluva wake up call
If you ever need a good wake up call in the morning, make sure you have Hugh do it.

The call, to the best of my recollection, was:


*ring, ring*

"Hum, wha, hello?"

"LES! Do you want to tell me WHAT THE FUCK some little guy is doing at the apartment and WHY THE FUCK he's playing with my inner thigh!!!!!" (this was at a very loud volume)

"Good morning to you, too, Hugh."

"Good morning? GOOD MORNING! Oh hell no! It isn't MORNING! It's the crack of FUCKING DAWN and I was out with Eric last night..."

(muffled from the background) "Hi!"

"..and this morning at 8-FUCKING-A. M!!!!!! There's this little guy at the door, pounding on it and telling me he's here for a fitting!"

(yawn) "Well, you can't have a tux without a fitting, my boy. Now, settle down and let Leo do his job. He's just wonderful. Actually, I got one of my first..."

"CALM DOWN! FUCK, Les! It's...it's...oh hell...wait. It's 8:30 here, it's what there?" (slight guilty voice)

"5:30am, my boy, but don't worry about it. The old bladder wakes me up this early anyway."

(softer voice) "Um, sorry. I, um, it was unexpected."

"No problem. Now, quit making Leo wait and let him feel you up. Oh, and he'll need to know if you dress left or right."

(laughs) "At 8:30 AM!?! Fuck, Les, at 8:30am, I'm not even sure I have a dick. (pause) And thanks."

(big yawn) "You're welcome. We're going to a perfect little place. You'll love it. Oh, and feel free to invite anyone else along. My treat; I'll get to play the older grandfatherly type."

"Bye. And, again, not to sound ungrateful but you know, the hour..."

"Quit it, Hugh. You keep sounding like this and I won't know who you are."

(laughter and hanging up)

So, I do hope Eric will forgive the early morning "wake up." And I'm sure this isn't the full conversation - I was still a bit asleep.

Oh, and Hugh? No eyemakeup on Saturday night. It just won't do with the tux ;)

current mood: awake

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Saturday, January 25th, 2003
6:10 pm
I played golf today. The weather was a perfect 73 degrees and I shot just a tad over the temperature!

How wonderful to be able to do this in JANUARY! HA HA HA!!!!!!

As you may or may not have heard by now, I've been given the Order of Canada. The ceremony is sometime in the spring and I am looking forward to it. I do wonder that it took me playing a man that grows special mushrooms and wears a skirt to receive this honour :D

I'm a bit beside myself right now. There are some things in the works (shhh!) but nothing is starting soon. I'm a bit bored. Usually, when things like this happen, I do some traveling but... Many of the people I would like to visit are in the "Land of Arctic Temperatures" and my old bones just aren't up to it.

However, Hugh is going to be in NYC soon and the thought of walking through the "Disney-fied" Times Square with him, hearing him yell something like, "Where are the hookers!?!" or "This used to be a sex shop and how it has STITCH!" would just be very fun.

One must ponder.

current mood: restless

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Tuesday, January 14th, 2003
8:12 pm - Between projects
At the time, I'm a bit out of sorts. Right now, I'm between projects.

I'm a bored old man. This is usually a bad thing.

Who knows what mischief I could get up to?

current mood: bored & mischievous

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Tuesday, January 7th, 2003
6:39 pm - Looking back...and not liking the view
During the past few weeks, I've seen some of my more...ahem..."memoriable" movies on tv and I cringe. There is a sense of "how stoned WAS I?" when I look at a few of the things I've done.

However, I've cashed each and every check without a qualm.

The other night it was the "Frank Drebin in Space" movie on. Terrible thing. And by that I don't mean the acting - the actors were doing what we could with what was there but...terrible stuff, really.

For example, Police Squad and Peyton Place were both, well, not Emmy caliber, one would say but the writing was decent, the drama in Peyton was on par with what the original movie was, Police Squad was wonderful slapstick at a time when slapstick was thought dead and the crews were amazing. Very different shows that I am still, to this day, proud to have worked on.

And then there are some of the other things I've done. *sigh* My body of work reads like this rollercoaster of acting.

Not that that's a bad thing, per se, it's just something I've been thinking about.

And maybe - it is extremely likely - that I am looking at the "older" things with a less critical eye. They were close to my heart in different ways and at different times in my life.

Or maybe I'm just a rambling old man that should really just talk about golf. ;)

current mood: nostalgic

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Friday, December 27th, 2002
4:12 pm - Ah, during the 12 days...
Please forgive for not posting sooner. Family - extended, close and insane - make this time of year very very busy. I do hope everyone had a lovely holiday and was able to spend it with loved ones - whether related by birth or just joined by love and friendship.

Sometimes it is better to wait until after Christmas to get gifts for people. You're able to get exactly what they need, after the fact as it were.

For Hugh, I'll be sending a gift certificate to one of those funky art-y places in Toronto. A man your age should have more than one piece of art he wants to save from getting smashed on his walls. ;)

For Molly, I think a Williams-Sonoma gift certificate will be appreciated. I expect to be able to eat something - or off of something - the next time I am at your abode ;) Also, I'm sending a carpenter to your house - you'll need a mantel for that award that will soon be resting in your hands ;)

For young Callum, well, this one is difficult. For some reason, I want to get you an Armani suit but...I think I'll be safer with gift certificates to those art supply stores you like so much - one for the Vancouver one and one for the Toronto one. And as an added bonus, I'm going to personally kick the asses of all Genie committee that didn't nominate you for Flower and Garnet. Idiots. (harumph)

For Gina...ah my dear, whatever I could get you would pale in comparison to your beauty. However, since I am a dirty old man, I think a gift certificate to one of those stores you were telling me about would go well. I think you need a green dress - dark green ;) - to match your red one.

For Martha, you are difficult to buy for. Hm, a gas mask, perhaps? No, how about ear muffs that allow no sound through? (grin) Ah, I'll be serious for a moment - and quit laughing, I *can* be serious! You shall need something to wear to parties, won't you? Nothing too "girly" and nothing too "frilly" - oh I can hear you in my head. No, something...tailored. Yes, yes, that dress, the one we discussed (and no, I'm not telling everyone about why we were discussing dresses so no one should ask for the story). It will look lovely on you and you'll be getting a call about going for a fitting. Enjoy it, my dear.

For Misters Thompson and del Toro, my boys, I don't comment on your information but I do read your thoughts and find them very thought provoking and amazing. And while we've never met, I do feel you need something. So, through my agent through yours, you will both be receiving leather bound journals. They are not to take the place of this but you both need something like that, I think.

To "Tinkerbelle" and "his StudMuffin"...oh what else could I have sent to you but edible body paint. Glittering edible body paint ;) Enjoy it when it arrives - in a nice plain brown package.

To Don, a fountain pen. A nice Mont Blanc fountain pen with extra ink cartridges. For some reason, (and I can see you sitting at a computer, working on a script but...) I like the image of you with a solid pen in your hand, writing long hand.

And to the flatulent one - ah, my boy, what should I get you? Hm...well, there are so many things...but I do believe you need something to smooth the rough edges. So, I went to www.macallan.com and bought you one of the vintage bottles - the year of your birth, actually. (I will expect a small dram when I next visit ;) ) Enjoy and drink some for me when you and John win.

To all my other friends and colleagues, may you have peace, joy and love. Plus some work and a series (or album) that will bring you big fat residuals ;)

current mood: present-y

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Wednesday, December 18th, 2002
9:26 pm
I hate wrapping presents.


current mood: sticky

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