Pix from our Memorial Day weekend in Death Valley are finally up in a Flickr set here, ending with this one taken by Susan at the end of my 17-mile downhill birthday ride May 29: Some of Rachel’s are viewable here.
Phone rings yesterday and it’s a young man from Bangalore, India or Mogadishu, Somalia or Reykjavik, Iceland or Whogives, Aturdistan calling asking if they may speak to a “Mr. or Mrs. McLain.” With McLain being Susan’s maiden moniker I tell them honestly and matter of factly that there is no one here at this number …
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I’m trying to sort through the shots from the Death Valley trip Susan and I and our friend Rachel took over Memorial Weekend. In the meantime here’s a couple of Rachel’s that she sent; the first taken in the entryway of one of the park’s 120-something-year-old kilns and the second one of me rolling down …
I took a nice spin around the Silver Lake reservoir with fellow bloggers Mack Reed and Sean Bonner this eeeeeaaaaarly morning, meeting at 6 a.m. (yikes but Mack’s the early rising man!) in the parking lot next to Spaceland for a clockwise cruise a couple times around the water to help get Sean back in …
So what if it’s been 20 years between projects! In between my accidental “debut” in the 1986 psuedoc Stripper and now, I must confess I hadn’t really been focusing much on my career as a film artiste, but I have to redouble my efforts now that I just found myself currently appearing as someone named …
When I was a teen growing up in Hollywood, the place I wanted to go everyday during the summer was the Fosters Freeze that was on the eastside of La Brea a few blocks south of Fountain for a large chocolate-dipped vanilla cone. Looooooooved them. More often then not I’d wind up at the ice …
I’m moderately seriously thinking about nicking myself and going by “Dub” instead of “Will”… if not in person than in whatever print and online bylines I manage to generate. Now before you go rolling your eyes (I know: too late) it’s not like I’m gonna call myself “Rock” or “Bear” or “Boss” or “The Edge” …