Archive for July, 2007

The Stuart Davis Show Pilot

This entry was posted on Monday, July 30th, 2007 at 11:38 pm by Stuart Davis

If you’d like to watch the pilot episode to the Stuart Davis show, you can. Just click this and enjoy…


hollywood Blog / healing love for my pops

This entry was posted on Wednesday, July 25th, 2007 at 5:04 pm by Stuart Davis

song of the day: the rose / bette midler
word of the day: aquiform /watery; liquid

my dad had a heart attack a few days ago. he had quadruple bypass surgery a couple days ago. your prayers and healing intention for my pops are much appreciated. if you know him, you love him. i’ll be back blogging soon. big love to you all.


Hollywood Blog / Alex Eats Ionized Excrement

This entry was posted on Friday, July 20th, 2007 at 9:57 pm by Stuart Davis

Word of the Day: aberdevine / alternate name for the siskin
Song of the Day: bodies / sex pistols

This morning at the studio, Alex was cleaning out the air filters (”ionizer”, he just corrected me with a didactic tone, ever the doctinaire) with a white towel, and a most unsavory smudge appeared. It was, how should I put it, the poop from the room. Essentially, these filters had accrued weeks or even months worth of particulates, if air could defecate, this would be its excrement. Wait, air can defectate, and did, and the fudge was on Alex’s towel. He’s been ill, did I mention that? He’s been under the weather for about a week. Knowing that, I felt emboldened to issue a challenge. As he cradled the soiled towlette in his anemic hands (normally strong, but weakened from unretting affliction), I tossed out, “I’ll give a hundred dollars if you LICK that”. To my chagrin, without hesitation, his tongue was lapping at the foul skid marks as though it were honey milk. Not once, but twice -for effect, almost sexual- he ran his tongue up and down the length of the tainted rag. I’ve never seen such impetuous and risky behavior from Alex. Moments later, he was grammacing over the trash can, $100 richer. Well done, my fearless leader. Well done.


Hollywood Blog / yeah

This entry was posted on Tuesday, July 3rd, 2007 at 8:29 pm by Stuart Davis

song of the day: sugar bullets
word of the day: syngenesis / sexual reproduction

my family arrived yesterday in L.A. YAY!! oh my god i was so so thrilled to see them. it was a night in heaven last night, just getting to hug my daughters and wife after these past few weeks being alone in L.A. i missed them insanely. we went back to the house and just played on the floor, content and giddy to be together. i had the house prepared for them; hello kitty bed for my daughter, pink flowers for my wife, diapers for my youngest. i can’t say how awesome it was to sleep next to them. my six month old daughter was up until 1am, flipping and flopping because she was so happy. this morning we all had coffee and saw a bit of L.A. my wife is so funny! she makes me laugh all the time. this morning the first thing she did was paint my toe nails and fingernails green, and made a butterfly tatoo on my forehead. it cheered me up to no end to have them all with me in the car this morning.

today we’re working on sugar bullets. another vajrayana song, i suppose.

all i ever wanted was to get laid in a haunted house
all i ever wanted was to punch out mickey mouse
all i ever wanted was breath mints and cigarettes
all i ever wanted was one blonde and one brunette

pull that pistol, tease that trigger
make that missile blow up bigger
sugar bullets, shoot off my
sugar bullets, shoot off, shoot off

all i ever wanted was
Buddha without Buddhism
all i ever wanted was
Jesus Christ
without the Christians
all i ever wanted was
peace & love without the pot smoke
all i ever wanted was
porno flicks without the plot, so

pull that pistol, tease that trigger
make that missile blow up bigger
sugar bullets, shoot off my
sugar bullets, shoot off shoot off

shoot off sugar

baby, we’re skin pinatas stuffed with plasma
aren’t we?
sweet stigmata stains the mattress
aren’t we?
kundalini meets karate
knocks me out of my own body

pull that pistol, tease that trigger
make that missile blow up bigger
sugar bullets, shoot off my
sugar bullets shoot off shoot off