Brian Bentley

Archive for January, 2007

Week 11: A heart, a bash, a start, and some cash

Two quick notes before I go on:

- I’ve setup the site so you can now email and print individual posts from the site. I’m trying to get ahead of the curve even though nobody has yet to request it, and I’m not sure anybody without the last name Bentley reads this stuff. ;)

- I forgot to share last week’s celeb sighting. While waiting in the security line at LAX last Sunday, I noticed the young guy behind me frantically searching his pockets for his cell phone. When he finally found it, his desperately hushed conversation went like this:

“Honey? honey? You’re never going to believe this. Billy Dee Williams is walking right towards me….Billy Dee…Lando! Lando!…..Lando Calrissian!….He was in “Empire Strikes Back”….holy cow, this is huge….Billy Dee…(she obviously doesn’t know or care who Billy Dee is). He played Gale Sayers….Billy Dee….Lando…Gayle Sayers. Uh huh. Ok. Don’t forget to put the garage door down.”

At this point, I quit listening for 2 reasons:

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Week 10: Larry King style

Having a driver is one of the finer things in life. Everybody should have one…Is it just me or is “CBS Eye on American” the best in-flight entertainment out there?….Can you name an airline with a better $5 Turkey Chibatta sandwich? I can’t…Knocked out “Who’s Your Caddy” by Sports Illustrated Writer Rick Reilly. If only Bobby Jones were still alive today…Going straight from the airport to IO West for the 313 and Beer Shark Mice shows is better when the 405 isn’t backed up…Found the best $3 slice ever walking from IO West to Second City on Hollywood Boulevard. The pizza itself was the size of grown man curled up into the fetal position…The Second City Improv Jam is one of the best kept secrets in LA. It even attracts kids….Have you ever laughed harder than seeing an 11 year old dragging himself on the ground by his arms and asking “Where’s Greg?” in a high pitched female’s voice? I see big things in his future…I would have to say a surreal moment is being asked to create a MySpace page for Ike Turner’s wife…I enjoyed seeing the first half of the Mavs/Heat game, but last year’s Finals still brings back painful memories…Had a huge breakthrough in class this week…Preparing for next week’s inaugural Level 2 show I discovered that long form improv is better than short form and you really have to be quick of mind and foot…Is there a funnier lexicon for using the restroom than “Dropping a Deuce”?…Great to see my friends at Carl’s Jr. on Fairfax…Dwayne Wade just got fouled again…I’ve seen the same “CBS Eye in American” 4 times over the last 2 weekends and it’s still funny…There is no funnier tag-team in comedy than Fred & Ethel Murtz…Kevin James is the most agile big man in comedy today. I don’t care who says Georgie Gessel…Sleeping on planes is like waxing a car with your shoulderblades.

Miles Traveled: 2,470
Total Miles: 24,700

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Week 9: Shaking off the rust and waxing nostalgic

Week 9 started off with an ice storm and the fear of not being able to leave the house, much less the state. The stretch of bad weather extended from as far south as San Antonio up into Missouri. I was almost positive when I went to bed late Friday night that I would awaken Saturday afternoon to see a 3 inch thick sheet of ice on the roads and virtual armegeddon ensuing. Thankfully, I was wrong and safely made my way over to the airport. I decided to give my driver the afternoon off as I didn’t want her out in the potentially bad weather….and I wanted to drive the jeep.

I made it to the airport about 90 minutes ahead of my flight and noticed the airport was relatively empty. Then I went through security and got stopped. And put in the Michael Jackson chamber for air to be blown on me (I guess this is in case I have a feather of mass destruction). Then I was asked if it was ok to have my bag searched. Surprisingly, the TSA agent was very friendly and when I thanked him for being nice he said “You’re welcome, but I’m actually a jerk.” Tempting fate I jokingly replied “Oh. Well, then go eff yourself” and hurriedly walked off with my bag in one hand and my shoes in the other, but once I heard the agent laughing out loud I knew I would be fine. I do not plan on a repeat of this anytime soon.

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