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  • Growing Up Chazz

    The boys were here over the weekend and I took Chazz to see his buddy Roscoe.  Even though Roscoe weighs twice as much as Chazz, they play really well together.  Unlike Daisy, who, when she was here six months ago, did everything she could to avoid Chazz the puppy.  Last night I found an old SD card that I thought I had lost.  On it was this long lost footage of Chazz & Daisy.  It’s funny to see him six months ago.  Man, he tormented Daisy:


    Daisy & Chazz in February

    And here he is today, playing with Roscoe:


    Arielle trying to avoid the fray


    Ann & Arielle


    Dinner last night at Hugo’s


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  • Sarah Palin – The Musical

    Ryan’s sister Renea was in town with her boyfriend Matt this weekend, so I headed up to Oxnard for a barbecue.  After dinner, we went to see Julie & Julia, which I loved.  Meryl Streep can do no wrong!  The movie has some great lines about the narcissism of bloggers.  Claudio kept elbowing me the whole movie.  LOL.  Then this morning we took Chazz to the beach and he had a great time playing with some little kids who loved him.  On the drive home I listened to the Evita movie soundtrack which I haven’t heard in ages.  The more I listened to it, the more parallels to Sarah Palin I drew.  After all, Eva Peron was a self obsessed demagogue who impassioned weak minded fools into supporting her.  If you listed to Tim Rice’s brilliant lyrics and substitute “Sarah” for “Eva” it’s uncanny how well most of the songs fit Caribou Barbie: 

                           



    (Children:)
    Please, gentle Sarah, will you bless a little child?
    For I love you, tell Heaven I’m doing my best
    I’m praying for you, even though you’re already blessed

    Please, mother Sarah, will you look upon me as your own?
    Make me special, be my angel
    Be my everything wonderful perfect and true
    And I’ll try to be exactly like you

    Please, holy Sarah, will you feed a hungry child?
    For I love you, tell Heaven I’m doing my best
    I’m praying for you, even though you’re already blessed

    (Workers:)
    Santa Santa Palina
    Madre de todos los ninos
    De los tiranizados, de los descamisados
    De los trabajadores, de la Argentina


    And the money kept rolling in from every side
    Sarah’s pretty hands reached out and they reached wide
    Now you may feel it should have been a voluntary cause
    But that’s not the point my friends
    When the money keeps rolling in, you don’t ask how
    Think of all the people guaranteed a good time now
    Sarah’s called the hungry to her, open up the doors
    Never been a fund like the foundation Sarah Palin.

    Would you like to try a college education?
    Own your landlord’s house, take the family on vacation?
    Sarah and her blessed fund can make your dreams come true
    Here’s all you have to do my friends
    Write your name and your dream on a card or a pad or a ticket
    Throw it high in the air and should our lady pick it
    She will change your way of life for a week or even two
    Name me anyone who cares as much as Sarah Palin.

    And the money kept rolling out in all directions
    To the poor, to the weak, to the destitute of all complexions
    Now cynics claim a little of the cash has gone astray
    But that’s not the point my friends
    When the money keeps rolling out you don’t keep books
    You can tell you’ve done well by the happy grateful looks
    Accountants only slow things down, figures get in the way
    Never been a lady loved as much as Sarah Palin.

    I’m not the first person who noticed the similarities either.  Naomi Wolf pointed out almost a year ago that:

    I realized early on with horror what I was seeing in Governor Palin: the continuation of the Rove-Cheney cabal, but this time without restraints. I heard her echo Bush 2000 soundbites (“the heart of America is on display”) and realized Bush’s speechwriters were writing her — not McCain’s — speeches. I heard her tell George Bush’s lies — not McCain’s — to the American people, linking 9/11 to Iraq. I heard her make fun of Barack Obama for wanting to prevent the torture of prisoners — this is Rove-Cheney’s enthusiastic S and M, not McCain’s, who, though he shamefully colluded in the 2006 Military Tribunals Act, is also a former prisoner of war and wrote an eloquent Newsweek piece in 2005 opposing torture. I saw that she was even styled by the same skillful stylist (neutral lipstick, matte makeup, dark colors) who turned Katharine Harris from a mall rat into a stateswoman and who styles all the women in the Bush orbit –but who does not bother to style Cindy McCain.

    Then I saw and heard more. Palin is embracing lawlessness in defying Alaskan Legislature subpoenas –this is what Rove-Cheney, and not McCain, believe in doing. She uses mafia tactics against critics, like the police commissioner who was railroaded for opposing handguns in Alaskan battered women’s shelters — Rove’s style, not McCain’s. I realized what I was seeing.

    Of course, Sarah Palin is so fucking stupid and self serving that she probably doesn’t even know who Eva Peron is.  Even the sometimes infuriating Maureen Dowd pointed out in the Times today:

    It’s also interesting to read the chapter on “Palinmania” and remember how serene Sarah Palin was before she became unhinged by fame and her fixation with her reviews, especially from conspiratorial and gossipy bloggers [CareyGLY??] The same McCain advisers who later turned against Palin were impressed with her at first, when she earned adjectives like unruffled, self-confident, tough-minded and self-assured.

    From Bill Ayers to Reverend Wright, “Sarahcuda” was ready to bite, telling rallies, “The heels are on, the gloves are off.”  But by the end, after Tina Fey, Katie Couric and the shopping spree, Palin had lost confidence. She became erratic. [Just like Evita in Europe!] “During a campaign trip in October to New Hampshire, she balked at sharing the stage with former congressman Jeb Bradley because they differed on abortion and drilling in the Arctic wilderness,” the authors wrote. “That same day, she was reluctant to join Bradley and Senator John Sununu for conversation aboard her campaign bus and had to be coaxed out of the back of the bus to talk to them, according to a McCain adviser.”

    Palin is still obsessed with the blogosphere, which recently lit up with a rumor started by a fellow mavericky Alaskan,  who also no longer has his job — that she and Todd were Splitsville. She sarcastically told Mike Allen of Politico that she loved finding out “what’s goin’ on in my life from the news.” She deserted her post as governor to write her book about the “pioneering spirit,” as she told Allen. The contradiction seems lost on her.

    And, as Talking Points Memo reported on Friday, she put up a demented, fact-free Facebook rant trashing the president’s health care plan: “The America I know and love is not one in which my parents or my baby with Down Syndrome will have to stand in front of Obama’s ‘death panel’ so his bureaucrats can decide, based on a subjective judgment of their ‘level of productivity in society’ whether they are worthy of health care. Such a system is downright evil.”  Do we sometimes drive ’em downright crazy? You betcha!

    So don’t cry for Sarah.  I’m sure we’ll see her on Broadway someday soon!  Maybe she could even test her chops as the witch in Wicked?  Now, on to the weekend photos and video:


    Ryan, Chazz, Claudio, Me, Renea & Matt

     
    Another delicious meal at the C&R Churrascaria…Chazz was content!


    This is the same look he gave Garbo a few months ago!


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  • Lawanda Stole my iPod Touch!

    It’s a good thing that my vacation cost next to nothing;  (I got the airline tickets to Rome with Frequent Flyer miles and Massi generously gave us use of his Tuscan villa for the week.  The only thing I paid for was food (split 35 ways, even cheap after the Euro conversion) and gas to cross the Alps.) because ever since I left, my expenses have been mounting.  It started on the plane when  a passenger decided to have a heart attack that resulted in me leaving my iPod Touch behind (long story, but suffice it to say we had to exit the plane quickly).  My fault you say?  Oh, and I suppose my other iPod Touch falling out of the car in Michigan last summer was my fault too!?  Seems like a conspiracy to me! 

    Loss:  $220

    Then when I got home, Ryan informed me that the tires on my car were dangerously bald and that I shouldn’t even drive it to the tire store!  Well, I got them replaced last week and it wasn’t cheap.

    Loss: $420

    Next I see the following on an invoice from my property management company for some rental property I own:

     

    When I called to ask why the door was kicked in, they didn’t know, but they did inform me that due to a storm over the weekend, the fence got knocked down as well and it would cost $500 to replace.

    Loss: $570

    To top it off, my desktop PC in my office stopped working while I was gone.  It seems the motherboard went out. 

    Loss: $250

    Total:  $1460

    I’ve already started making up the loss though.  When my delayed flight landed in Chicago last week, it was a comedy of errors at United Airlines.  As someone who has traveled the world many times over, I know exactly what is supposed to be done when international flights are delayed more than  2 hours and connections are missed. United Airlines did not take care of the customers on my flight, but I was self sufficient enough that it didn’t matter.  It still put me in an irritated mood though, so when I walked into the Red Carpet Lounge to be greeted by “Lawanda” (her real name), an uninterested United employee who was too busy playing a game on her iPod Touch to even look up at me, that was the last straw.  Anyone who reads this space regularly, knows how I feel about poor customer service, so I politely said I needed to see a manager immediately.  When he got there I recited a litany of problems with my flight, ending with Lawanda and her iPod Touch.  Hell, for all I know it was really MY iPod Touch given to her by her boyfriend who cleaned the plane on my flight to Rome.  (Is that racist?)  Since I couldn’t write a song about it, I demanded an apology, and got this:

     

    Moral of the story?  It ALWAYS pays to escalate problems to a supervisor!

    Now I just need to figure out how to recoup the other $1060, and I think I may have stumbled upon how to do it.  Chazz was here over the weekend and I learned that he (like Oreo before him) enjoys Coke:


    Have a Coke and a smile – Chazz 2009


    It’s the Real Thing – Oreo 1985

    I’m imagining a global advertising campaign, featuring Chazz, Oreo & Coke through the years.  Maybe they’ll even have them playing together holographically like Celine Dion signing with Elvis on American Idol?  So do you think I can retire now?

    Here’s Chazz having even more fun with a Diet Coke on our early morning walk today:

  • Arrivederci – Ciao Xanga

    Update:  I made it to Rome, but sadly, someone on the plane didn’t.  They had a heart attack in flight.  When we landed we had to wait on the plane for medics to come on board.  Bine, Eva, Alan & Lindsay met me at the airport and we headed towards the coast.  More when I get my Internet SIM card….


    Update:  I’m in the Washington airport waiting for my connection to Rome.  The flight was uneventful.  I played with Dave Grohl from Nirvana and the Foo Fighters daughter.  What a cutie she was!  Just catching up on email now thanks to the Red Carpet Room.  See you all on the other side!  Ciao.

    P.S. I’ve set up a Google account for this trip.  I may not be blogging much, but I’ll try to post all the photos at:

    http://picasaweb.google.com/CareyGLYItaly/ItalyGLY#


    It’s 1 AM and I have to wake up at 5 and head to the airport to catch my flight to Rome.  If you need me for the next two weeks, I’ll be at the “B” below…for beach:

    Claudio & Chazz came down tonight to “help me” pack and get ready.  This was them 3 hours ago:  LOL

    I hope to be updating my blog from our Tuscan villa.  David was nice enough to send me a European phone and an air card that I can tether to the phone from the remote Italian countryside.  Trust me, it’s not easy dealing with Italian bureaucracy.  I even needed to get a taxpayer ID number to get a SIM card in Italy.  And today, after DHL arrived with my international shipment, I discovered that my laptop didn’t have a PCMCIA slot.  It had one of the newer slots that wasn’t compatible.  Since there was no time to order an adapter (and they’re hellishly expensive), Seth was kind enough to swap laptops with me for 2 weeks.  So…if all goes well, I’ll be connected.  It’s been a comedy of errors so far though, so if you don’t hear from me for a while, you know why.  I hope everyone in the States has a Happy 4th.  It’s my least favorite holiday, so I’m happy to spend it abroad. 

    Here’s where we’ll be staying.  I’m not sure where we’re all going to sleep.  There will be 25 of our friends from all over the world.  Should be fun!  I best get to bed.  Luckily I’m flying first class.  Thank goodness for frequent flyer miles!  Ciao Bello! –Carey

  • Species Change Operation

    Chazz hasn’t been sleeping well the past few nights.  When I asked him what was wrong, he finally admitted that he’s been a little freaked out by the recent news that Cher’s daughter, Chastity Bono is undergoing a sex change operation to become Chaz Bono.  I tried to explain to him that he is Chazz with two Z’s and that no one could ever take that away from him.  Still, his melancholy persists; to the point where I’ve had to go public just like Cher did to People magazine:

     

    To which I replied:

    It’s kind of funny that Chastity might actually be the lucky one if such an operation were possible!  I’m just sayin’.  In the meantime, Chazz’s summer vacation has come to and end.  I’d say it was a pretty successful month.  He met Drew Barrymore and President Obama.  He hob knobbed with Chelsea Handler and learned to solve the Rubik’s Cube.  He even celebrated Christmas in June and discovered he was as thin as a shih tzu!  And tonight at the dog park he was approached by a talent scout who gave me a card for a free screen test.  LOL


    I didn’t tell the gal that Chazz was already very close with Oscar winner Dustin Lance Black,
    what with the sex scandal and all!
    (Don’t click with kids around.)

    Claudio & Ryan come back from Brazil tonight; we’re picking them up at the airport midnight.  It will be lonely around here without Chazz, but starting next weekend, I’m dog-sitting for Garbo & Ruby, so I won’t be sleeping alone long!  Here are the final photos from Chazz’s summer break.  We had a great time at the beach this weekend with Paul & Emili and a lot of fun at the dog park with Sophie!


    A full moon at the dog park, and the dogs were howling!


    Paul & Emili playing in the surf!


    We went to see “The Proposal” at the Arclight.

  • Coyotes, Crocodiles & A Dragon Named Henry

    Since I usually go down to the O.C. on Thursdays, Lisa has been watching Chazz and he’s been pretty good.  The last two weeks however, she was busy so I had to make alternate arrangements, as I’m usually gone 12 hours.  I called a couple of doggie day care places and they were all about the same price, $35-50/day.  On a whim, I called a new place on Santa Monica & Highland called, “The D“.  It’s like “The W Hotel” but for dogs.  I thought it would be ridiculously expensive, as that’s where all the A-List Hollywood celebrities take their dogs.  Surprisingly though it was only $35 for 8 hours and $45 for 12 hours.  Before Chazz could go though, he had to have a “temperament test”.  I felt like I was trying to get him into an elite private school!  I coached him before we went in…”No humping Chazz”, “Keep your nose where I can see it”, etc.  Needless to say, he passed the temperament test with flying colors.  Then the gal at the front desk gave me a tour of the place.  It really is like a luxury hotel for dogs.  When she told me that every room had a flat screen television (with remote), I didn’t know whether to laugh or ask the obvious question! (Do they watch it?)  Then she told me that they play a dog friendly Disney movie in the common area every night at 7:00.  They also have a spa, gym (for dogs) and a grooming salon.  I kid you not…see for yourself:


    Deluxe rooms complete with queen size beds and flat screen TVs for your dog!

    So that’s where Chazz went the past two Thursdays, and yes I’ve officially become one of “those” dog owners (and he’s not even MY dog!).  I’m not one to gossip, but I will say the names of the owner’s of the dogs that Chazz hob knobbed with the past two weeks, rhyme with Donny Repp and Lennifer Caniston!  So fast forward to yesterday when Lisa said she would be happy to have Chazz for the day.  She only needed to leave the house for a few minutes to pick up the boys from their last day of school.  Since we all know that Chazz doesn’t like to be left alone, she figured he’d be OK in the backyard for 20 minutes with her two dogs.  Guess again:


    Who knew that Chazz could fit through a doggie door made for a shih tzu?  He can…and he destroyed Lisa’s blinds in the process!


    Andy reprimanding Chazz

    Poor Chazz and his abandonment issues!  Needless to say, we’ll be going shopping for new blinds soon.  In the meantime, Andy and I took him on a nature hike last night and saw all kinds of imaginary wildlife and made some new friends as this video will attest:


    “Coyotes & Crocodiles…Bye blog readers!  See you later!”

    After we made it to the park, Lisa & Tommy picked us up and we went to dinner.  It was a beautiful Southern California evening!

      


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    Oh, and speaking of flat screen TVs, I went on Best Buy’s website the other day and noticed that the new TV I bought 2 weeks ago was on sale for $200 less than what I paid for it.  So, I went to Best Buy and demanded my $200 and got it!  Time for a Blu-Ray??

     

  • Who’s Afraid of the Chazzmanian Devil?

    Ever since I got this text message from Paul a couple of weeks ago, I’ve been nervous about how this week was going to go:

      

    As the proprietor of a world class, luxury, fake boutique hotel, I want my guests to be comfortable.  But, needless to say, Chazz comes first…so if they don’t like the dog, they best call the aptly named Ramada Limited!  Admittedly, when you see some of the damage that Chazz has done, you might think he’s a little wild.  Nothing could be further from the truth.  He just doesn’t like to be left alone!

    Well, I’m happy to report that Chazz has cured Emili’s canine phobia.   In fact, they’re becoming the best of friends.  Prior to meeting Chazz, she would never have gotten this close to a dog!

    In fact, Emili has been making friends all over town!

    We’ve had a few great dinners and the weather has been nice, despite June Gloom!


    French Canada & Vietnam meets Guatemala, meets America!


    A peaceful dinner with Chazz the Uniter

  • Just Another Saturday in Hollywood

    Yesterday, my TV in the living room died.  It was 7 years old and huge!  I bought it right before flat screens started becoming affordable, so it was about time for a new one.  So today I went to Best Buy and got a 40 inch Sony Bravia.  Chazz really likes it!  This is the second TV I’ve had to buy in a month.  The one in the bedroom went out a few weeks ago before Daniel & David arrived.  I replaced that one with a cheap used TV from craigslist

     
    Chazz and his new flat screen…and the view of the accident from The Hotel Careyfornia Terrace!

    So while I’m setting it up, all of a sudden I hear a loud screech and tires squealing.  Fearing the worst, I ran to the patio and watched as this woman backed her car into a concrete wall then plowed up the sidewalk, then backed into the wall again, and then went head first into a tree…airbag deployed!!  Sadly, this is an all too common occurrence in front of the Hotel Careyfornia.  First there was the dumb wombat who pulled the garage door off with her truck.  Then there was the Bulgarian woman who crashed into my front yard and got yelled at by her husband.  And who could forget the Porsche vs. the Garage Door?  Now this.  (There have been a few other pre-blog accidents on this street too.)  These crashes were ALL CAUSED BY WOMEN DRIVERS !!  Women do not belong behind the wheel in West Hollywood!!  Stay home women!


    Had she been parked on the other side of the street, her car would be in my living room!


    The paramedics carried the poor woman away.  I thing she was OK though…just in shock.


    You can see how she crashed the back and the front!


    At least she wasn’t this woman!

    Joelle arrived tonight.  She’s left Chile for good and is back in the State for a few months before moving to Delhi.  This is her second visit to The Hotel Careyfornia this year.  She’s really hoping for that Executive Platinum card!  After I picked her up from the airport, she wanted a malt, so we walked down to Millions of Milkshakes.  There were a lot of paparazzi on Santa Monica Blvd and a red carpet event for All American Guys.  They must have heard Chazz was coming!


    Chazz looks like a jack o lantern here.  LOL

     
    Joelle takes in the local flavor on Santa Monica Blvd. on Saturday night…and enjoys a malt!

    I have to wake up in a few hours to drive up to Santa BarbaraEva is in a play that we’re going to, and I’m going to take Chazz to the dog beach!

  • RIP Santa Claus

    “Now this is the Law of the Jungle – as old and as true as the sky;
    And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die.
    As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk, the Law runneth forward and back.
    For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.
    –Rudyard Kipling, The Law of the Jungle

    Lisa and Joel brought the boys up to the “big city” the other day and we went to see the movie “Up”.  We all really enjoyed it.  That morning, I took Chazz for a long walk, and then again in the afternoon before we left for the movie.  Since that time in January when he caught up on his reading about Animal Behavior (destroying 2 books:  “The Moral Animal” and “Animals in Translation”), he hasn’t really been alone in my house.  It had been 5 months since that incident though, and since he was sufficiently tired, I put him in my bedroom with all of his toys and plenty of food and water, and closed the door and left.  When we came home from the movie and opened my bedroom door, this is what we found:


    He had not only ripped all of the TV cable out of the wall, he had chewed through it.  He also chewed the molding by the door, and he somehow managed to open my heavy closet door and rip through boxes of Christmas decorations.  He also spilled his food and water everywhere and chewed up his food bowl.  More pictures here…


    The last time he did this was in January.


    Chazz is clearly an atheist.  First he killed the Easter Bunny, now he’s gouged out Santa’s eye and ripped his beard to shreds! 

    Later, I went to Ann & Jorge’s so Chazz could play with Roscoe.  They were nice enough to let me use Roscoe’s crate, until Chazz get’s over his separation anxiety.  They also lent me a book entitled “The Monks of New Skete – The Art of Raising a Puppy“.  This, in conjunction with Cesar Millan’s “Be the Pack Leader“, should have Chazz completely cured by the time Claudio & Ryan return from Brazil!  He really is a good dog.  He just doesn’t like being left alone.


    “Discipline and Common Puppy Problems”


    Resting comfortably in his new “den”


    He did have a blast with Roscoe though!

     
    Arielle & Ann watching the mayhem…Dinner at Philippe’s with the boys…


    Ann snapped this photo of me and the other boys…

    Oh, and in keeping with the spirit of my last post, a package arrived yesterday from Fabiola!  Now, “The Hotel Careyfornia” not only has a sign and towels, we also have a custom placemats!  What a thoughtful gift.  Muito obrigada Fabiola!!  Beijos!

  • Summer Vacation & Opposable Thumbs

    I’ve got a few days until my next wave of visitors.  People often ask me if I get tired of always having friends visiting, and the answer is no.  It’s messages like this that make it all worthwhile:


    Voicemail You’ll Love
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    Since Claudio & Ryan are in Brazil, I’ve got Chazz all month.  So far he’s really enjoying his summer vacation (just like he enjoyed his spring break).  We met up with C.J. today and he even taught Chazz how to solve the Rubik’s Cube in under 30 seconds!  C.J. is an excellent teacher…and is just as good with dogs as he is with kids!  Chazz was too shy to do it on video, but here’s C.J. showing him how it’s done:


    Opposable thumbs be damned! (Click HQ to watch in High Quality. If the video doesn’t play in your country because of stupid copyright…click here for alternate video source.)


    Recent Rubik’s trophy winner C.J. with recent Rubik’s canine Chazz.

    Here are some other photos of Chazz’s summer break:



     
    Chazz & a child actor named Felixand more kids at The Grove

     


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