This is me with the guy Jake Gyllenhaal plays, Robert Graysmith author of Zodiac, and the movie is about to come out!

A lot of reviews are in and screenings are every where around town, but this one I want to see with a paying audience!

Checkout GreenCine's coverage!

I think it's so cool that Aaron (also pictured) is portrayed in the film and has his own movie playing the festivals and he's working on a couple of projects, one being a Thai Horror film!

David Fincher is one of my favorite directors.

I love the story in, I think, Sharon Waxman's book where Fincher was about 11 years old and he discovers the director of "Star Wars" lives in a house down the street. He's sitting on his bike watching George Lucas walking out in his bathrobe to pick up the paper and thinks, "If this is the guy that made 'Star Wars'..."

All stressed. People seem angry. Animals foam at the mouth near me. Cars swerve toward me. My emotions can't be trusted. Need to hide and sleep. Don't feel well. Want to be alone. Want it dark. Rainy and dark. Cold. Cool breeze blowing across the sweat on my skin. Feverish chills. Can't you see I'm not well and want some space? Don't call me! Don't touch me! What in my hints did you not understand?

I've been eating Activia by Dannon to help my stomach and bowel troubles.

The probiotic Bifidus in the yogurt is coursing through my weak and tangled intestines. I might start a daily dose of Primadophilus if this particular problem continues.

If that doesn't do it, I'm calling Jesus!

I feel like a chick.

Don't know any guys that eat Strawberry Yogurt.

Like the taste, I hope it does it's magic on me!

There's some kind of civil war raging in my gut and I'm singing a war protest song in my head!

Been shooting a lot of video!

I promise to post them, but I've been busy with voice work and getting the Acting Workshop going again...

...and I'm still kinda sick.

Wasn't going to mention it, but I didn't want to lie to you. I think I'm dying here.

I can't keep food in me and I was told nobody who has had diarrhea as long as I've had, should be living. I should be losing weight, but maybe all the Gatorade® the Thirst Quencher I've been drinking to Rehydrate, Replenish, Refuel is being Retained in me.

My stool has a nice Lemon-Lime smell.

That seems to make it less gross!

I wish I hadn't written this post, I should delete it, but I have to go to the bathroom again.

Sorry.

Spent Oscar night at Mulberry Street Pizza because Cathy Moriarty who owns it made her first film appearance at age 17, playing Jake LaMotta's wife Vicky, opposite Robert De Niro in the classic 1980 film "Raging Bull."

She was nominated for an Oscar for that performance and Martin Scorsese who directed that, finally won his Oscar tonight for "The Departed!"

Screenwriter William Monahan will reteam with Martin Scorsese and Leonardo DiCaprio, because he knows a good thing, I guess.

The project for Paramount Pictures is titled "The Long Play" a rock 'n roll epic about two friends through 40 years in the music business, from the early days of R&B to contemporary hip-hop. Mick Jagger will produce the film.

Monahan will work with DiCaprio on a remake of another Hong Kong film, "Confessions of Pain" from Alan Mak, Andrew Lau and Felix Chong, the dudes behind "Infernal Affairs," the original film in which "The Departed" was based on.

Didn't like the pizza or the Oscars, but I enjoyed the place and seeing Cathy Moriarty's pictures and stuff all over the walls and wished she was doing more cool work in films. Maybe she is. The waiter told me she's living in Florida.

I think she rocks!

Man! My UFO video from Yesterday is HUGE!!!

Click the image to see!!!

People are linking to it as well!

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It's Breaking Records!!!

I so want to make a feature length documentary about UFOs, I just know my idea would be a huge seller!

Two UFOs shoot across the daylight skies of New Mexico!

I was at a rest area and I heard a trucker shouting to his friend to look up.

It might be space debris, shooting stars or Military Vehicles, but it was so cool to see it!

They are very small in the video and I think I ruined the image by using that Gawd Awful Digital Zoom, but here it is in mp4 so you might see them better!

UFO Over New Mexico in mp4!

We watched them for about 4 minutes, but I only got them on video for a second. To my eyes, they were Silver and seemed like long thin rods that shimmered along their sides. Vapor trails were left behind them briefly.

I've sat on this video thinking I'd send it to Art Bell, or George Noory at Coast To Coast AM, but then I just wanted to post it here for you to enjoy.

My Uncle Alfred, who I mentioned the other day, My father's brother, just weeks ago lost his wife to years of smoking, had heart heart failure himself and was in ICU for days. The Doctors said he was in bad shape, then miraculously he got better and they were going to release him from the hospital...

...However, he died.

It was quite a shock. The Lentz Family isn't doing well. We are all falling apart.

Al was my dad's youngest sibling, so I identified with him a bit because I'm the youngest of my brothers.

When I was young I stayed with him when he lived in Little Rock. He seemed so cool to me then, but later he began drinking heavily and I became scared of him and annoyed by him.

There was one time when I was about 12 years old and an older man said something about me that evidently wasn't good, I didn't hear it, but Alfred heard him and I thought he was going to kill the guy. Really, kill the guy.

That was the coolest thing ever!

I should be back in Missouri now, but things aren't working for me that way. There is pressure on me to be there, helping with things, my dad's illness, all the stuff that needs to be done to get his house in order and preparing for his death.

Missouri seems so far away.

There sure have been a lot of Star Trek shows on TV lately!

Now that Trek has been cancelled, leave it to the History Channel, TV Land, G4, and I believe HGTV to pick up the slack.

There's a pretty good William Shatner show about how technology was influenced by Star Trek, but I waited all day to see a Leonard Nimoy documentary about the props for all the series and it turned out to just be a big infomercial for the Star Trek Christie's auction.

I was listening to an interview with David Mamet the other day and he mentioned his idea of a perfect movie and it was, "Galaxy Quest." He seemed to be serious!

Years ago, before "Galaxy Quest," I had the idea for a book about an alien race that came to earth after all humans had died away and discovered a vault that contained every piece of Star Trek memorabilia leading the aliens to believe this was the record of human life.

Some members of the alien society took these artifacts to be like the Dead Sea Scrolls and because the alien race had evolved without a religion, many incorporated the works into their society.

I was thinking it could be more of a satire, than anything serious.

The History Channel loves UFOs! I can't turn on the channel without there being something on about them. Whenever I look it's either Hitler or UFOs and once there was even a show about Nazi flying saucers!

I have friends of friends that work for the DIY channel and have a show where they make crafts, they're always trying to get me to come up with an idea for a series. I was thinking what a hit a show about making sci-fi, UFO, and monster crafts would be!

I would have hot looking chicks dress like Nazis making UFOs out of paper plates and hubcaps...

...just an idea.

Starting my Acting Workshop again!

I will be renting my favorite studio, "Studio J" (J for Jerry, of course) at the Debbie Reynolds Professional Rehearsal Studios in North Hollywood, please contact me if you are interested in partaking in all the fun.

It's all so laid back. It's the most relaxed acting workshop you will ever see. People have slept through it.

You just gotta check it out!

E-Mail me and let me know if you're interested, because I will be randomly selecting students to take the class for free!

These days run away like horses over the hills...

...have to get back on the horse and get my plans back on schedule.

It's already the second month of the year and nothing I wanted to do has been done. I had planned to make at least one movie a day starting in 2007, but depression and boredom have taken up more disk space then my and video and audio files.

Talked to my brother Stan and he told me some more sad family news, my father, who now has no idea who he is or who any of my family members are, has now been placed in a home, just as his brother Alfred succumbed to congestive heart failure and is in intensive care. The hits just keep on coming!

I feel salmonella coursing through my body. I haven't had a solid bowel movement in over a month. Once a day I break out in an itchy rash that lasts about an hour. I found a new gray hair, in my nostril.

One of my numerous welcome home gifts was Allison Castle's, "The Stanley Kubrick Archives" book by Taschen. It's a monolith. It's beautiful. My back cracked lifting it up and setting it in my lap. I made it only up to "Dr. Strangelove" before I had to stop, close the book and take some ibuprofen.

I dreamt that Kubrick was about 25 years old and we were sitting in a booth at Coral Cafe and he'd been showing me a notebook he had purchased to document his thoughts.

"You can think of something, it's so intangible, then it needs to be filtered down into language and I have to rewrite it over and over again to take out any emotion or coloring, because... Can the words be trusted?" He said staring at me with his cold penetrating eyes under the arched eyebrows.

"Excuse me, but you're dead, right?"

"How can I be sure?"

Watched Buster Keaton on screen tonight!

The house was full, packed and turning away people at The Silent Movie Theatre on Fairfax Ave as people long dead looked at us across time, across the screen, across flakes of Silver, shadows and light. We laughed and loved. Can they feel it?

Even though I've talked to him twice and both times were bad experiences, I think he's the coolest guy I ever met!

I'm in a weird music mood right now...

There's some major stress going on in my life. I think I'm searching out some safe comfortable music that meant something to me once. These songs happened to find me at important and wonderful moments.

Home is where I want to be...

Patti Smith change my life!

She also damaged me.

She put her disease in me.

I was actually listening to this band, in my car, on the radio when I first heard them!

I was in love and she never knew it.

Anyone that knows me knows I'm a huge fan of Melvin Van Peebles.

He has greatly influenced me.

Taking a break from writing about how depressed and sick I am, I thought I would observe Black History Month by telling you how excited I am to see this new documentary about MVP.

How to Eat Your Watermelon in White Company (and Enjoy It)

When I was in Missouri, my oldest brother Donny surprised me by giving me a book I used to have when I was a little boy learning to read in Kansas City, Kansas. I was surprised that he had it in his possession all these years. People look at these books now as racist, but when I was a kid I loved Nicodemus! I identified with him and wanted to know him. He was my first black friend.

I've had many black friends since then and I believe that reading the little Nicodemus books helped me feel comfortable and not fear the Negros that worked on my family's plantation when I was growing up. Just kidding!

What? I live in Los Angeles, of course I'm terrified of black people!

Well, not all black people, just the young black men that try to hand you their CD when you're walking down Hollywood Boulevard or the ones that walk up behind you when you're pumping gas trying to hit you up for money or the ones that pull you from the cab of your truck in the middle of the intersection and bust your face in with a cement block during a riot. I know there must be some young white men that do those things, they just haven't done it to me yet.

I'm also terrified of the young white kids that want to be black, because those kids never aspire to be like Tavis Smiley, Cornel West, Harry Belafonte, Wynton Marsalis or Langston Hughes, but instead emulate the thug gangsta.

As I think about now, I'm terrified of all people.

Maybe it's safer to be friends with people who are in books.

Picked up the latest issue of Vanity Fair magazine, you know the Hollywood issue...

Great article about director Brett Ratner!

Sat in a booth at Coral Cafe reading it with eyes watering from the perfume ads. Man, there sure are a lot of ads in the magazine!

Brett Ratner seems to have a pretty amazing life. How does he do it? At what point does cute and childlike enthusiasm and unbounded exuberance become annoying?

I have friends that are like that, rapid-fire ass-kissing, adult ADD, embarrassingly self promoting, How can they stand themselves?

Is it that they wear down their targets?

They zero in on the people that can make things happen for them and they don't let up. Wouldn't you feel like a stalker? Starfucker?

David Mamet has a new book out and he's been doing a lot of radio interviews. "Bambi vs. Godzilla" is the title taken I believe from the old short film that I first saw at one of Spike and Mike's Animation Festivals. Here's a quote from one of the many interviews and I believe it's in the book:

"The observed rule in Hollywood is, Feel free to treat everyone like scum, for if they desire something from you, they'll just have to put up with it, and should they rise to wealth and power, any past civility shown toward them will either be forgotten or remembered as some aberrant and contemptible display of weakness."

Mamet is so funny in these interviews.

He talks about his early days in Chicago theater with the likes of Stuart Gordon and Steppenwolf, where he describes much of the exciting stage work as a bunch of kids putting on a show in a garage.

I have to get this book!

Have the audio book of David Lynch's, "Catching the Big Fish" loaded up on my iTunes and it's a set on "repeat all" so that when I drift off into unconsciousness Lynch will speak to me through dreams. He talks about how many directors and Hollywood itself tries to rule through fear. He makes it sound like being a crew member on one of his shoots would be a blast.

When I talked to Henry Rollins about working with David Lynch, he said, "He he was as cool as you always wanted him to be." I knew immediately what he was talking about. There's something about David Lynch that you just root for.

A friend in San Francisco, wrote to me knowing my desire to see, "Inland Empire" saying that it will be playing up there in a few days if I want to drive.

One of my numerous welcome home gift was a memory card for my Canon PowerShot SD 550 Digital Elph that has such storage space on it, I believe I could shoot an entire feature film. I really am thinking of making the movie on this little camera!

I just know there has to be a way for me to make the kind of films I want to make where I don't have to ass kiss anybody, deal with any studios or executives, have to schmooze, or blow anyone...

... and still make a nice living.

Been getting lots of offers to do voice-over work and that is exciting, however so many of the gigs offer low to no pay...

Most of the offers pay big money, but a few movie trailers are for very independent films with their budgets already blown. If the films were for some foreign art house gem, or something I respected by way of director or story, I wouldn't have a problem doing some pro bono work. A lot of these look like junk, I mean bad junk that's no fun look at. Sometimes a junky film can be fun.

Built another website to set up my voice over demos in a pleasing and organized way for clients to easily see that I'm the man for the job.

You can look at it here!

I got some interesting news today that my former boss at a radio station that let me go just days before the highest ratings they've ever had for that position were announced by Arbitron, was himself fired.

It's not good to wish bad on someone who caused harm to you, I guess. I should be bigger than this. I should be better than this. I should not want revenge. I'm not sure I even enjoyed the news...

...Because there are still a few people employed who have yet to be fired and the building is still standing.

Today I found out that back in Missouri, my dad had fallen down in his house and had laid on the floor unable to call for help for two days.

A substitute nurse discovered him. They took him to the emergency room. He is dehydrated and bruised from crawling along the floor.

Doesn't seem to be a whole lot of laughs in my life right now. Any moment of pleasure makes me feel guilty that I am here and my brothers and sister-in-law are having to deal with all this trauma.

The thought of getting old and brittle and unable to take care of myself disturbs me, but what disturbs me more is when I realized I'm unable to take care of myself now.

Almost everyone I know my age already owns a home and has a family, has a great job with money stashed away for retirement.

Don't know why let these thoughts rotate and churn up in my head like this, I should try to find the things that are good in my life and look at what I've got going for me. Focus on them.

There must be something.

There is too much lightning and static in my head right now to think about this, maybe you can e-mail me and tell me what you think I got going for me.

The balls in your court.

Haven't been feeling well.

Believe I have a relapse of the Norwalk virus. Yes it is fun, thanks for asking.

When I have explosive diarrhea, cold chills, the sweats and projectile vomiting, I can't stand people questioning me on how I feel.

I know I'm irritable when I feel bad, but seriously my head is throbbing and I don't need the third degree.

Let me just say, I don't feel good, now shut the hell up with your questions and let me die in peace.

Oh, can you run by the store and pick me up some toilet paper?

This is director Steven Soderbergh crushing my head!

It is a weird reoccurring dream I have about him.

The film "The Good German" is playing at the 57th Film Festival 'Berlinale' in Berlin, Germany, where it might get a better reception than it did here. I can't wait to see it. I like the idea of how he did it, they way he made it and the limitations he put on himself and the actors.

I heard that he used real Black and White film and real Nazis!

Still waiting for when I can see, "Inland Empire" here in Los Angeles, I know someone knows... Hope they let me know!

I even got a mentioned in an article about David Lynch!!! Cool!

Check it out!

They really didn't misspell my name, I've been thinking of dropping that one "R" in protest of the Ratings System!

I have to admit I was saddened by the death of Anna Nicole Smith.

These two big round space globes I passed on my trip remind me of her and I don't know why?

I think because they remind me of a simpler time when I was just a small boy and I watched Billy Pilgrim get the Playboy Playmate thanks to the aliens that kept him in that dome home on Titan in "Slaughterhouse Five."

Maybe that's it? Valerie Perrine was the sexy blonde Playmate not unlike Anna Nicole Smith in the film.

To live in a dome space ball home with a sexy Playmate is every young Astronaut/Time Traveller's dream, I guess.

The talk around here is that Tara Reid and Courtney Love are being courted for the role of Anna Nicole Smith in the biopic that Milos Forman is working on already.

Sometimes driving long distances through the desert, you hallucinate and think you are either driving too fast or too slow, but it's really the speed in which your synapses are firing in your brain.

There's nothing like a drive when you are completely exhausted!

That dizzy feeling of falling swallows you.

Jolting awake just as the side of the car scrapes against the guardrail of an overpass.

You can be breaking the speed limit and there is always someone on your ass wanting to go faster.

I'm back in "the land of unattainable dreams," as the night clerk of one of the numerous Best Westerns in Gallup, New Mexico called Hollywood!

So glad to be back!

First things I want to do:

Shower with the wonderfully soft city water!

Wash the car free of the soot of LA smog that has collected on top of the sand and salt used on the icy roads getting here.

Figure out if I've miss a showing of "Inland Empire."

Go to the New Beverly Cinema!

Eat at Coral Cafe!

Figure out what the difference is between the $1.90 per gallon of gas I was paying in Missouri and what it is here.

See if any of the regular Homeless people I know have changed.

See if anyone I used to know here remembers me.

See about setting up New Acting Workshops!

See how long, now that I'm here, before a major disaster hits California!

The road is the hard way!

Click here to see part of the trip in glorious mp4!

Made it to Gallup, New Mexico!

I truly believe my Indian Spirit Guide broght me safely here.

Here to Jerry's Cafe!

However, I don't recommend using peyote while driving to contact your Spirit Guide, I was just on my annual Vision Quest!

We are all such pussies!

I snapped this picture hanging on the wall of a local Weatherford, OK diner.

An old man told me he was just a baby, but remembers the ice being up over his house.

Ice, not snow!

Check out the car making it's way through it all. You know they have no heater, no GPS, no XM, no iPods, no OnStar...

I've packed the car back up and I'm getting back on the road, to Hell with it!

And I'm only going to listen to a few songs on the iPod!

And that's because I failed to charge it up...

I record some voice work I do for a radio station in Turkey called Joy FM from the motel room.

I made it soundproof in my room by squatting in the tub and covering me and all my equipment with blankets. It was warm and added something soothing to my sound.

Got some press today as All Access News covered my work for the "Endless Highway" album.

To celebrate all my good fortune, I reread a paperback that inspires me to no end, Ray Bradbury's "Zen in the Art of Writing."

He is awesome!

I think this book is wonderful and I can't be depressed while reading it. I think anyone, whether you are a filmmaker, blogger, logger, baker, banker, or homeless, can find some place in you that his words will touch.

Reading it at Jerry's, in a warm booth, over a hot cheese burger, in Oklahoma!

Sidney Sheldon died.

He was a very interesting guy who had to deal with depression before many people knew what it was. He also believed in aliens and UFOs... Yet, he did create, "I Dream of Jeannie," so the guy rocked!

Then Molly Ivins died, too?

I guess I'm getting old...

Everyone is dying!

All I talk about now is "Who Died" and "The Weather."

Right, I'm old!