Breakfast Anne doesn’t go into


Anne doesn’t go into work until late in the day on Thursdays, so she usually sleeps in and I get up with the kids, get them ready for school, and all that jazz.
So this morning, after I took them to school, I came home, and made Anne breakfast while she was asleep. Strawberry waffles, freshly ground coffee and OJ (the drink, not the murderer and drug dealer).
It was awesome. After we ate, we walked Ferris, who chased birds and attacked sprinklers, then went and watched Ryan’s school play.
It’s been a good day. If you haven’t, make your wife breakfast some time. It’s cool.

Sheep Go To Heaven I

Sheep Go To Heaven

I was so damn impressed by CAKE on Monday, they are the only band I’ve been listening to. If you want to hear them for yourselves, you can tune in to the RFB, where I’m streaming some CAKE while I work on the website.

Nugget Well, someone has been


Well, someone has been out of town.
Someone has been too busy to update his website.
Someone has been spending time with his wife, instead of his posse.
I think we all know who I’m talking about…
Damn you, Adam Curry!! Write a damn story about Ace of Base, already!
So I’m back from outerspace, and I just came in to find you here with that sad look upon your face. I changed my stupid IP, I even changed my URL. The only thing left to do is put up pics of naked girls!!
Yes! Rhymin and stealin.
Enough with the vague references, Wheaton. Get to the point.
Yes. Sorry about that. I bet you’re wondering where the hell the Star Trek updates are, and why the hell you can’t comment on these little perls of wisdom that fall from my mouth behind the firehouse, to say nothing of the absence of Soapbox and galleries.
Well, first things first: The Trek updates are being *gasp* edited by me. They’re important, and I want them to be just so, and that means it’s taking time. Hey, it was worth the wait for the slashdot interview, right? (wasn’t it? ::fret::)
The comments will be returning when I get Movable Type all configured to my liking, and I import all the old entries from Greymatter. Soapbox will return when we get the server issues worked out. I think we’ve moved now, but I haven’t had a chance to talk with loren, so I don’t know.
What I really want to talk about today, is Amway. But I won’t. What I will talk about, though, is the KWOD Boomer and The Dave’s Twisted Christmas concert last night, where I got to sit in with the band “Nine Inch Males” and play my harmonica, and stuff.
How’d all this come about? When I was going to be on Weakest Link, NBC asked me if I’d do some press for them, to promote the show. I told them that I’d dig that, and they gave me a HUGE list of radio stations to call for some live interviews. Normally, I’d link to the old entry about this, but…yeah. Broken. Sorry. Take my word for it.
One of the stations I called was KWOD in Sacramento. I used to listen to the morning show on KWOD (That’s pronunced “Quad” not “Kay-Wad”) when I’d go to visit my brother up in Hella (which is what we called Sacramento back then) while he was working and living up there. So I sort of felt an affinity for Boomer and The Dave, and I told them that. We had a GREAT interview, and The Dave asked me if I’d be interested in coming up on December 10th to be part of the Twisted Christmas show. He mentioned that Cake would be playing.
That’s all it took. Cake is in my top 3 bands of all time. The only reason they’re not number one is because I have this sad attachment to Depeche Mode from when I was a kid…but I’m getting help for it.
So, long story longer, I piled me, my wife, my brother and his fiancee into a rental beast, and we drove to Hella on Sunday. I did the morning show with Boomer and The Dave on Monday morning, and then attended the concert last night.
It was so goddamn cool.
We got to go backstage, in this big arena. Now, it’s the first time I’ve ever gotten to do that, and it was exactly like “Almost Famous”, as totally lame as that sounds. But it’s true. Anne, Jen and I ate dinner backstage, with the roadcrew, and sat at the same table as the guitarist for Cake. Now, when we were sitting there, I didn’t know that he was who he was, which I guess is okay…if I hadn’t been going on and on about how much I love Cake and that I can’t believe I’m getting to see the best band ever…fortunately he didn’t say anything, which is good, because I would have been pretty damn embarassed. I mean, it would be like me sitting within earshot of some Trekkie completely freaking out about TNG, or something. But it was totally cool. Eating beef stroganoff, which I normally hate, but, hey, it was Rock Food (TM), so it was okay by me.
After eating, we got to go meet some of the bands who were playing the show. Tantric was really cool, even though I’m not crazy about their music, while 2/3 of Alien Ant Farm was really cool. Let me tell you something about AAF: The lead singer was really nice, the bass player was beyond cool (even gave me an autograph for Nolan, who is crazy insane for them), while the guitar player was a complete dick. I was stunned at what a complete A-hole he was, and how badly he treated all these kids who were waiting to get his autograph. Made me glad that I really go out of my way to make people feel good when I’m doing autographs for them. Also made their music less enjoyable for me to listen to, knowing what a jerk that guy was. I sure hope he was just having a long day( I know they’ve been on tour awhile).
Now, here is how much I love Cake: I actually waited in line so I could meet them, and tell them how much I love their music. It was funny, because with each passing moment, I got more excited, and more nervous, fearing that they would be lame, like the AAF guy was…and, again, it reminded me of what it’s like to be on the other side of that autograph table. It was some nice perspective.
Finally, I get to the table, and I tell the first two guys, “I don’t have anything for you to sign, but I just wanted to tell you how much I love your music, and how much it means to me.”
I was trying my best to not sound like a freak…I mean, there’s a fine line between “I really love your music” and “I’m a complete freak who drove 6 hours to see you”. I know, because I’ve met both of those people, many, many times, at conventions.
I guess I didn’t come off too badly, because I met the whole band, and they were all cool to me! Even the lead singer, who I’d been warned could be kind of a jerk from time to time. They were so nice to me, and totally made me feel like they cared that I liked their music. I was so moved, that after I walked away, I ran back, to tell them thank you for being so cool and nice, because I’m always afraid that the people I admire will be dicks when I meet them. The lead singer told me that it really meant a lot to them, that I went back there and told him that, because he worries that people think he’s a jerk from time to time. So that was really cool.
The show starts, and I play my harmonica with the Nine Inch Males, and I was told that I “wailed”. Wailed! YES! ROCK!
I totally got to tell a guy to “rock out with your cock out”. It was hellarad. Hella. Hella. Hella.
Tantric played, and they sounded really good, then AAF played, a great show which I would have really loved if that guy hadn’t been such a dick. Then it was Sum 41, who were amazing, even though I’m not really into them. They also came off as really nice guys, too.
Then, it was time for Cake.
They are even better live than I could have ever hoped for. They just owned that place, and their stage presence was incredible. They were just beyond cool. They played nearly all of my favorite songs, including “Stick Shifts and Safety Belts”, “Nugget”, “Never There”, and “Sheep Go To Heaven”. They closed with an amazing, haunting, beautiful version of “Jolene”.
If Cake is ever coming to to a show within 6 hours of your house, you simply must go.
Matter of fact, if you don’t have them already, you MUST get their new CD Comfort Eagle, and my personal favorite, Fashion Nugget.
It was a GREAT 36 hours, which I got to spend with my wife and brother, and future sister-in-law. A huge thank you to my brother’s friend Bill, who let us sleep on his floor, to Boomer and The Dave at KWOD 106 for inviting us up, and, especially, to CAKE for not being dicks, and giving me the most memorable concert experience since I saw the Concert For The Masses back in 1989.
I gotta take more road trips like this one.
All that other stuff will be worked out in the next few days, promise. :)

Saturday Look at me! I’m


Look at me! I’m a cowboy! Howdy, howdy, howdy.
Yes, I realize that I have not made good on my promise to update regarding Trek X, but it’s actually taken me this long to just get the smile off my face and catch up with stuff at home.
I’m sorry for the delays, but I’ve just gotten so damn busy this week. We’re doing yet another move for the site, because the traffic is just insane. Loren and I have been moving everything over to a new server (last time it was just it’s own IP, my bad), and poking at it with sticks to make sure that it works. The site may be unreachable for 24 hours or so, when we do the DNS update, so I’ll apologize in advance for that.
There are wonderful stories to tell, from this week, and I will tell them, but my house really needs to be cleaned up, and I really must wash my clothes…I’m running out of socks. :)
Oh, I’m also working on getting the old GM entries moved into Movable Type, which I’ll be using as the new journaling solution. Also, watch for a nifty phpWebsite-based section, opening sometime next week.
Hope everyone is having a great weekend.
Go Lakers.

Am I annoying or not?

Am I annoying or not?

I’m trying to catch up a little bit on emails (there were over 100 when I got home this morning), and this is one of the things that was sent to me.
Thanks, Nina.

A sort of Homecoming It’s

A sort of Homecoming

It’s 1:15 in the morning. The crew is tired. I am tired. Most of the cast has been released, and it’s only me, Patrick, and Gates left, along with about 30 background actors. It’s the last shot of the night, and we’re finally doing my scene.
We block it, rehearse it once, and then we shoot it. It’s a pretty complicated shot, camera-wise, and I can tell that the director is getting frustrated with the constant re-takes, and we all know that the studio will not let us go past 1:30., so there’s a touch of urgency in the air.
Late on a Wednesday night. Long hours. Most of the cast has been released, because they’ve got a long doy tomorrow.
It’s like I never left, and I love it.
There’s much, much more, but I have to go back to the studio in a couple hours, and I’ve got other work to do, so I’ll write more tomorrow. Don’t worry, I’ve made notes, so I won’t forget.
A few highlights of the day:
*Hanging out with John Logan, who is as excited to me me as I am to meet him.
*Talking with Rick Berman, realizing that we are “cool” with each other.
*Having dinner with Brent.
*Racing about the lot with Jonathan in his golf cart.
There is so very, very much more. Check in tomorrow.
I hope everyone is having an awesome day.

Funny So last night I


So last night I hardly slept, I was so giddy and excited about going to work on Trek X today…my call is 8:30 AM, which means that I have to get up at 6:45, and leave by 7:45.
So I go to bed last night at about 10, so I don’t look like hell for the movie. Too bad, because I didn’t get the call at 11:30 last night that my call time had been pushed to 11:30 this morning.
I found out that my call had been changed when I was walking to the stage from the parking lot, and my cell phone rang. It’s Anne, and she tells me that she checked our messages and my call had been pushed.
I’m sure that this is somehow funny, but I’m a little scared now…what if this is all an elaborate (and expensive) practical joke, and I’m really on SpyTV?
We’ll find out more, later today.

Wired I did this interview


I did this interview with Wired News about 2 weeks ago, and it’s running today.
I am just beyond happy.
I spent quite a bit of time talking with Noah Shactman, who wrote the story, and it seems like he really ‘gets’ me, and what this whole thing is about.
I’ve also done an interview with Salon, and People magazine is coming over this afternoon to take pictures for a feature story they’re going to be running very soon.
It’s just weird, all this stuff that’s going on in my life right now…I’ve spent the last few years just doing my own thing, you know? Enjoying being married, raising kids, working on a few movies here and there, but mostly just writing and doing things I’ve always wanted to do, like sketch comedy and improv…and now that I’m ready to make a return to movies and TV, those opportunities are presenting themselves to me. I think a lot of it has to do with me being ready to balance my family and acting responsibilities and desires. A year ago, I really just wanted to be with my wife and step-kids, and that’s what I did. I wasn’t ready for success as an actor again…but now that I’m ready for it, it seems to be happening. Glad the Universe is listening to me. At least for now. :)
I had a meeting with a VERY big casting director last week, and he started out the meeting by telling me that
I was totally wrong for this project, but he really respected me as an actor, so he’d talk with me, since I
was already there…then, after we’d spoken for about 10 minutes, he told me that he was totally wrong about me. He said that I was smart and funny, and I held myself very well, and lots of people were aware of my work, so I would be right after all. His exact words were: “Well, Wil, you’ve completely changed my mind about you.”
How cool is that?
Changing people’s minds is exactly what I’ve been wanting to do, and this Wired article sort of validates that, and so does the meeting I had last week. That meeting yieldied a test deal, and we’re just trying to work out the details.


I read the script for Star Trek X last night.
Holy shit.
Holy, Holy, Holy shit.
It’s easily, far and away, the best Trek movie since maybe “Wrath of Khan”? Certainly the best TNG movie. I am so excited to be in this movie, I can’t even begin to describe it. Matter of fact, I’m so excited that I’ve decided to go ahead and write another installment in the SpongBob Vega$ Pants saga! That should be up later
tonight, or tomorrow.
I talked to Brent Spiner yesterday, and he told me how excited they are that I’m going to be working with them. I’m gong to call Rick Berman today, and tell him “Thank you” and let him know how excited I am…I’m really, really nervous about that phone call…so hold a good thought for me.
I am having my final costume fitting tonight, and I work Wednesday and Thursday. I will take all the pictures I can get away with, and I’ll post them when I get the OK from Paramount.


We’re completing the move to the new server tonight. When that happens, I’ll be able to move all the old GM
entries to Movable Type, and that stuff will be available again.
I’ve had to take the Soapbox offline until the move is finished, and I’m still fixing the gallery. Please check the update page for info about that stuff.

Lowtax! Well, we all gave


Well, we all gave it our culture-jamming best, but it looks like EW is determined to listen not to the teeming masses of internet weenies like us…

Fan Flare
Britney tops our yearend poll nominees. But fans went beyond Madonna, Nicole, and Julia to contribute surprising finalists by Michael Small
THE KID With two hits this year (”Moulin Rouge” and ”The
Others”), Kidman made the cut .
Glance at the results of’s nomination poll for the Entertainer of the Year, and you’ll see some usual suspects — Julia, Britney, Madonna — but also a few surprises. For instance, James Marsters.
Though he plays the spiky-haired Spike on ”Buffy the Vampire Slayer,” he seems like a long shot compared with his show’s main star, Sarah Michelle Gellar. But Gellar didn’t even make the top 40, and Marsters finished in the top three with Madonna and Britney Spears (who earned the most votes).
Well, it just goes to show, ya don’t always know what will happen on the Internet. Especially when it comes to a poll. As viewers seem very happy to prove, online polling methods are far from scientific. Fan groups tend to regard it not just as an opportunity — but a duty — to get their favorites on the list. But because
we’re looking for the year’s top entertainer — not necessarily the person with the most avid fan base — we reviewed the top contenders and, when the voting was roughly equal, selected only those for whom
2001 was an important year.
That disqualified some fan favorites, including Insane Clown Posse, the Detroit-based, makeup-wearing hip-hop performers who put out two albums last year but lost their major-label deal this year. Likewise for Wil Wheaton, a favorite with entertainment fans from the
discussion site Wheaton, who played Wesley Crusher on ”Star Trek: the Next Generation” until 1993, appeared in some indie movies this year and runs his own website, but it’s a stretch to say that 2001 was his shining hour. (Maybe next year, though, when he has
a cameo in the movie ”Star Trek: Nemesis.”) Another contender who didn’t make the final cut is Dave Grohl, frontman for the Foo Fighters and guest drummer for Queens of the Stone Age. Though he toured this year, Grohl didn’t release an album.
Then there are those who got thousands of votes — but only from a few sources (a hacker’s trick that our polling system can detect and correct). One that’s worthy of special mention: Rich ”Lowtax” Kyanka, who runs the humor site To reinforce their case, fans launched an email campaign in his favor. We received praise (”he is undoubtedly the most brilliant man of this decade”), incentives (”I will gleefully pay newsstand prices for any issue of your magazine with any mention of Mr.Kyanka”), and near poetry (”[His site is] amusing like a clown. And sometimes scary like a
clown too, but a good scary. Like a roller coaster.”) Alas, the repeated votes from few addresses (and the similar phrasing in many of the emails) were a giveaway of something fishy. So Kyanka didn’t make the cut. At least until next year.
Which leaves us with the 10 finalists. Other than Spears, Madonna, and Marsters, there’s Christina Aguilera (who qualified for her ”Lady Marmalade” video), Nicole Kidman, ‘N Sync (Surprise! Well, not really

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