And the award goes to...

Mr. High Steaks for Rette Robert! For all of you who couldn't make it last Saturday, you missed a couple of good films, several really bad films and one excellent submission. The case of excellence being Rette Robert. Luckily, the audience (or at least the jury) agreed, and Rette Robert came away with the first prize. Picture of the award-winning writer and director coming soon!

In other news: check out Mrs. Kennedy's cool new t-shirts. I'll be wearing a red one soon, but you can feel free to copy my incredibly cool fashion sense.

In vacation news: we booked our flights for the states. Kansas, here we come. Look forward to plenty of posts about the insanity of spending three weeks with my collected family. Thank god, there'll be lots of liquor.

In acting news: I haven't signed the contract yet, but all systems are a-go for a little low-budget thriller co-starring yours truly. It's with a real director, a real film crew and I actually have lines and stuff. I play a pretty American girl. I know, a real stretch. Yay me!

Sorry this is so boring, but we are continuing to have problems with our 1+1 piece o'shit high-speed internet. This means the Doctor can't always post when something interesting or funny happens. By the time the internet's up and running again, I'm too pissed off to write anything. Everyone together: 1+1 sucks, sucks, sucks (enter really disgusting thing 1+1 should suck).

Hungry for Steak?

Yeah? Then get your ass to Hamburg's Zeise Kino on Saturday because Mr. High Steak's newest film, Rette Robert, will be playing as part of the shortfilm slam competition.

So not only will you be able to rejoice in Mr. High Steak's creatitity, you will also be able to judge it! You'll have the opportunity to fulfill your dream of being a film critic, or, if you're a prick, your dream of destroying someone else's dream. Whatever. Just go. Support young independent filmmakers. Make the Doctor happy.

Here's the 411:
Where: Zeise Kino (as I said above, duh!), Friedensallee 7-9 in Hamburg
When: Saturday, Sept. 16, 10:30 pm
How much: 5 EUR, you cheap fucks

Be there or be motherfuckin' square.

Just hangin...

I haven't written in awhile because, strangely enough, things are going well. Really well, in fact. I can't remember the last time I was in a good mood for this long. Why, you might ask. Well, some things are picking up on the acting front. We've just made some vacation plans to visit family in the states, which means yummy, yummy Yello Sub. More on both of those topics once there's official news - I don't want to jinx anything. Yes, I'm superstitious like that. And the Guitar Hero and I are on a good groove for the moment. Which all means I don't have anything majorly meaninful to bitch about.

So what exactly is new at the Doctor's?

Let's see...
The cool weather's been encouraging us to cook more and the Guitar Hero has made some really yummy meals lately. If I weren't such a glutton, I'd have taken some pictures and posted them but I don't think you want to see me gorging myself on luscious roasted tomato sauce. It's not pretty.

We've been watching the first season of Curb Your Enthusiasm on DVD. I can't decide if I think the series as a whole is good or not - it's a bit hit and miss. Maybe it'll pick up in the 2nd season.

I've been laughing my ass off at this site. The Klaus Kinski clip is classic. Too bad he's dead. He'd make a great Supernanny.

And the Guitar Hero has been continuing his sleep deprivation experiment and is trying out polyphasic sleep. He's doing pretty well, considering he's only sleeping 3 hours a day. I'd NOT be in a good mood were I the one trying it out and most definitely certifiably insane. Dr. Cocoa Puffs without sleep equals Return of the Queen Bitch. I would need one of these attached to me:


To avoid looking like this:




That's about it. Later taters!