Kirk Attack!

I haven't posted in the last few days & all I have to say is: drugs + liquor + 20 mg ratio-fluoxetine caplets does not equal thumbs up party, it equals 9am stare at the white wall until your eyes bleed death party. Guess whose quitting drinking! Yay!

In other news I got a job on a film set as an extra for this awesome huge movie that has to do with comics and I'm uber bummed out because I signed a confidentiality contract and I'm not allowed to talk about it! Secrets don't make friends! Let's see how long I last!

Also, contrary to my previous post (and the subsequent backlash from devoted Shatner-femmes) I will concede that Will is indeed multi-talented in a variety of genres. For example, today at the bookstore I stumbled across his autobiography, Up Till Now, complete with a sixteen page colour photo insert. He begins his gripping life story with this wisdom-nugget:

"Call me … Captain James T. Kirk, or Sergeant T.J. Hooker, or Denny Crane or Twilight Zone plane passenger Bob Wilson or the Big Giant Head or Henry V or the Priceline Negotiator or …

Well, that's the problem, isn't it? I've been a working actor for more than half a century and I've played so many different roles on the stage, on television, and in the movies that it would be impossible to focus on just one of them. Besides, my career as an actor is only part of my story, so I realized I couldn't begin this book that way."

Uh, yeah. William Shatner or Shakespeare? You be the judge!