Why Ashley Miller Rocks

1. She is humorous and witty..

2. She reminds me of Daria (old MTV cartoon)

3. She asked for an interesting link…

4. She is diversely opinionated

5.  She was my BBE Mentor in Film School

That is all..

This Blog Post will self-destruct in about 3 days…


I Must Blog..

I need to write, I have to, I want to. It’s a matter of life and death, both career wise and personally. Writing, like running or swimming only gets better with practice. It’s a sport, the art, the craft, and when it doesn’t get attention it fades likes today’s err yesterday’s trend.

I always told myself that my blog would never be devoted on one thing, and nor was it going to be an online diary. What write to about.. my blog has never been extrememly well focused, and while it never suffered from an identity crisis, I can’t help to think that maybe it’s time for an overhauling.  I don’t want to start fresh, but I need direction.

While I think about this, I guess I’ll just catch everyone up. There’s been a lot going on, last coulple of weeks of film school, a vacation, I moved to L.A., I Intern at NBCUNIiversal, with SyFy. So maybe once I get those post out, I’ll have a little breathing room to write again.


A change, a release, that’s what I Pray

Seeking God, to mold me like Clay

Been so stressed, I swear my hair should be Gray

Please Baby, Please Please won’t you  Stay

Sorry don’t think so, not even if you  begged with Pay

Sure it’s been the coldest month of May

Your vicious words you used to Slay

My personality, my spirit now at Fray

Took me too long to see through you like an X-ray

You crushed my spirit, like a bud in an Ashtray

I won’t allow it, for me to Betray

Myself and watch my essence Decay

You can try really hard to make me Sway

You say yes, but I say Nay

Look in the mirror, do you like what you Portray

Keep distance and remain at Bay

Said I wouldn’t leave, cause you were a good Lay

The way you acted,  was well “kinda sorta “f#ckin’ Gay”

Its True, that love caused me to Delay

Now its over, and its Okay

And all this anger, frustration and hurt will soon just Flay

I grin, I smile, cause it’s a new Day

But I need to do my own thing, to get out and Play

What more can I do, what can I Say

Chalk it to life, but I’m walking Away

Things I Do that Aggrevate People..


— When jogging, I like to make special trips through fast food restaurants parking lots. I won’t say anything to potential customers. I think my very presence, speaks on them on many levels. Once in a while,  a car will pull out of the drive thru, most likely over come with with guilt.  What?? I can’t help that’s it own my jogging course.

— I wave hello to random people, that I don’t know.

— Sometimes I walk to the beat of the music, and (sometimes I silently have a soundtrack in my head)


— When I sneeze, I say: “Excuse me, Bless Me, Thank you”.  Cuts out the middle man.. If I said “You’re Welcome” then I would be considered sorta weird

— I used plastic-ware, so that I will never technically have to do the dishes, because technically I never dirty up any dishes. Saves water right?


-If driving, and you go to sleep on me, I’ll slam on breaks and start screaming

-If in the passenger side, I normally attempt to strangle myself at the stop lights

– If in the back of car, I will rock the car at the stop lights, by grab both “Oh SHIT” handle and shifting my weight


–If I’m asked how many sets I have left, I usually give an super high number like 15

–I switch the Time Elapsed to Time Remaining, so that people wont stand behind when my time is almost up.


Dear Narky Larky,

One year ago today, my whole life, my entire way of living was altered forever. Every rule, was no longer valid, every bit of advice was worthless.  But in a surprisingly degree of effortlessness, it all became 2nd nature, almost instinctive. You didn’t have to try to make me fall in love with you, I just naturally did. We didn’t have to play the laws of life, or the cannons of “our word. We just were, and that’s what I love/miss the most about us.

I remember like it was yesterday, a  night of nerves, seafood and pool.  Both dressed in blue, a night that ended with a peck on the cheek, and after that we never looked back.  We had no clue of what to expect, and I think the excitement of it all, caused us not to care. We joked about “not packing a bag”, and for the the first time in a very long time I felt connected again, not only to a person, but back to this world.

It was the small moments that counted the most: You buying me a shade holder for “MY” side of the truck, Your face when the crazy bird tried to eat me and my jambalya, helping me take out my contacts!, or the day you gayed me with the nail buffering. I still remember the first time I came over to your house and swanged on the back porch and held hands for the first time.

You tore down a wall that exposed a little more Justin, a Justin once again capable of loving, one that would no long sit back and wish, but one that would get up and do.  I owe you so much, I really do. I will forever be indebted to your kindness, your understanding, your love. I still can’t believe how ungodly good you were to me. I miss your smile, your laugh and your touch.

I still live with the side effects of your departure. Some days it’s truly a struggle. If this was paper then it would be soaked in tears.  For some reason I just can’t seem to break these chains. No one’s to blame, it’s just life has us on two different paths, and I can only thank God for the time in which our paths crossed. I’d give anything to have a chance to make anything wrong–right with you again.  Please remember that I WILL always love you.

And BTW,  Happy Anniversary


Silly Boy.

Don’t Complain about FOOD COST: WENDY’s

Ok so… I went to Wendy’s today to get a little food. I like Wendy’s, it’s on the few fast food places that I like to eat, mostly because I can get a decent sized grilled chicken sandwich, a baked potato and a low calorie drinking option for a decent price. But I’m not here to praise Wendy’s,  I’m here to inform you how unpractical, and unreasonable some of their practices are, well just mainly one, but I’m sure they have more…

I dined in, ordered my usual order(see above), and after my meal, was tucked away in the bottomless pit I call a stomach, I went back up to get a re-fill. I told the guy what I had to drink and handed him my cup, without the lid. Instead of him taking the cup and re-filling my drink, he grab a completely brand new cup, and new lid only to give me the same drink again. There was no need for him to waste another cup, wasting paper and plastic in the process.

The reason why this sorta bothers besides the fact that it’s wasteful and bad for the environment, is that I know soon then later, Wendy’s is going to raise the prices of all is items on the menu, to cover OPERATING cost. Well guess what Wendy’s you are the one that’s causing your own demise by, giving customers another cup for a refill on a drink. How SILLY… what is my CUP contaminated? To many germs.. WHAT?

Good Grief..


in response to What do you do


Run in an open field as hard as you can and scream

Lay out and look at the clouds

Wish for some one to come rescue you

Sing at the top of lungs

Dance till your feet hurt

Sleep and dream of… Happiness, Peace, Magic, Love

Look for your Dreamlover

Stop and thank God for every breath

Lie and think.

Find yourself.

Realize you didn’t lose your self, they did.

You.. Press On.