Did Ya Miss Me?

What Time Is It?



Time To Come Back...




Time To Say, "Hey...Wassup?"

Been a while. Dealin' with the "reel world". Working hard. Too much to talk about in one moment, but for starters, "The Interpreter", "The Forgotten", "Hide And Seek", "Johnny Zero", "Find Me Guilty", "The Producers", "Lady Luck" (or Lucky Lady or Whatever They settled on for a name), "Love Monkey", and now, my own little bizniz on the side.

Sorry guys. Didn't mean to "dis" ya. Just that the clock is running, the sand is almost through the hourglass, gotta make hay while that big beautiful sun is shinning. Kinda like running the 440 and seeing the finish line, gotta suck it up and sprint to the end.

No, I ain't dyin'. Hell, I ain't even sick. Just gettin' older. And in a world where making it and saving it is becoming almost impossible for the "Average Guy", realizing that I gotta make it count, now more than ever before. Hey, I got folks to take care of.

But I did and do miss you. So I'll try and catch up. But, as I said before somewhere here, the nature of this blog is going to change. Kind of a metamorphosis. Blogs are personal by nature, and this one is going to get more personal and less political. I'll save the political stuff for scroff and Ruthie at Any Which Way. Hell, they do a much better job of it anyway. (Now don't be mad at me if I do get political from time to time - some things just can't be ignored!)

Anyway, it feels good to post again. Even if I barely remember how to.

Love,

deuddersun.

PS: Anybody notice the date?

No More Wisecracks...

Thanks Jerry...you were one of a kind, Bro.

This may seem trivial to some, what with the tsunami disaster and the passing of Reggie White, but I knew Jerry Orbach.

I don't remember when it was that I met him. I know it was in the early years of Law & Order, '92...'93. I do remember that he was a great guy. He was the kind of guy you would like to have a beer with, regular, down to earth, with a great sense of humor.

I worked on Jerry's last show, Law & Order: Trial By Jury. Now that I know what he was suffering from it all seems so obvious. He looked gaunt. Tired. Stretched thin. But he never let on to us, the crew, that he was fighting for his life off the set. He was, to the end, what we in show biz like to call, a "real trouper". For Jerry, the phrase, " the show must go on", meant something.

I loved Jerry. I loved his character, Lenny Briscoe, the wisecracking New York City Detective. I'm sure I'm not alone.

I know it was the writers who gave him his lines, but I also know that they tailored their writing to fit Jerry.

Thanks Jerry. Thanks for making our lives a little brighter. Thanks for being a regular guy even though you were an extraordinary talent.

See you in the Green Room, Bro, you deal, I'm in .

d.