oscar sunday + rocky

Joe had us over at his pad up Laurel Canyon, in the Hollywood Hills. it was definitely a USC crowd! i don't know why he was there but i was introduced to Michael Huffington. also there was my former screenwriting teacher Paul from USC... i left before the end of the Oscars for another party in Hollywood, where everyone had gone to NYU. the only difference between USC grads & NYU grads is that USC ones tend to be higher up, literally! we live in the hills; they tend to live down in the city! Vanessa, Ariana & Josh are from NY so they aren't used to the Oscars being over so early. we did what had to be done: go to the Short Stop & dance to some good ol' soul music, then have a night cap at the Gold Room...

















i wish i had a pic of this gay guy Rocky. years ago, he was introduced to me by a friend who went to Berkeley with him and just reminded me of his name. i never liked Rocky that much. i'm simply not fond of social retards. Rocky is the kinda queen who complains about everything, and unfortunately must have tons of self-hate issues... out of the blue, he walks up to my friends & i, leans over & tells me "I just want you to know that you are the biggest asshole ever!" before walking out of the bar all alone. i wasn't even able to tell who he was till he passed through a better lit area on his way out. i was a little stunned, i mean... for whatever reason, in the least expected place & time, the tragic cliché of gay cattiness kinda caught me by surprise! oh well...