Jazzy ... almost had her.

I met with Edna, the director of The Forgotten Jewel, at the park across the street from Glendale Community College for my interview for the film's bonus features.

EDNA: (as interviewer) So how did you get on the film?
RYAN: Well, I was sitting under a tree when a fortune cookie hit me on the head. I opened it and it told me to get in my car. I didn't know where to drive to, but I ran out of gas in Arcadia in front of that Shaolin temple-thingie where the film was being shot.
EDNA: Cut. [laughing] Is that true?
RYAN: No.

The last question was my favorite.

EDNA: Tell us something about yourself.
RYAN: I like to eat a lot without getting fat and everyone hates me for it.

I spent the afternoon uploading pics from my camera from The Philippines and anything after that. I'll share them later.

I went to the Red Robin. Jazz was there. The chick at the front asked me if the booth at the left was ok to sit in. Damn it. I neglected to check out which tables Jazz was serving. Careless, careless, careless me! I said, "Ok." But as luck would have it, Jazz was serving the tables at the right. (sarcastically) Of course. I was stuck with some douchebag waiter named Erick who tried to look cool by not writing stuff down ...

RYAN: Chili chili cheese burger. Freckled lemonade.
ERICK: How would you like that cooked?
RYAN: Medium.
ERICK: Ice tea?
RYAN: Huh?
ERICK: Ice tea?
RYAN: What?
ERICK: The drink. Was it ice tea?
RYAN: Freckled lemonade.
ERICK: Oh yeah! My bad. I'm confusing you.

But every time she walked by, I made damn sure to reach down my pants for a victory jerk with my jacket over my lap. So stealthy.