No, you snooty rich kid with the way too big stoopid pickup, this is not how we do things in the OC.

Yes, there is a Fashion Island. Yes, it's a mall that's pretentious as all get-out. Yes, there are bigass houses like that in Newport Beach. Yes, some people are that wrapped up in image, and clothing labels, and cars, and the city of Chino. But really, that's not everyone and that stuff (except for Chino and Fashion Island, of course) can be had everywhere.

And according to my sister Danielle (who is the go-to girl on things of this nature) the show The OC is not filmed in Orange County.

What was really awesome was the beautiful montage of Southern California shots with Phantom Planet's "California" playing in the background. I haven't cried that much since ET scared the crap out of me when I was 4. It was just really great.

Long story short, it's another over the top drama that yours truly is completely addicted to. Kinda like Felicity reruns or Nip/Tuck.

In other news, I won tickets to a special screening of "Step Into Liquid" for tonight from a radio station. Unfortunately, since that radio station was KROQ and I had no way to get to Los Angeles by 7:30pm, I couldn't go. So I sent out an email to some homies in the area, asking if anyone wanted to go instead. Aaron says sure, sign me up! So I call the promotions department at KROQ, and after the girl answers the phone and assures me that it shouldn't be a problem to transfer the tickets I'm forwarded to some dude's voicemail. I tell him my name, explain that I'm in the big Wis and can't go but my friend really wants to, can he call me back at blah blah blah insert direct line to my desk here. After an hour, I call back. He's there this time, and first gets on my case for not leaving my name and then says the people who answered the phone had no idea what he was talking about. (right about now I'm trying to figure out what group of strangers at my desk answered my phone while I was sitting there) Then he says he can do it this once, but just for future reference the online contests are for residents of the LA area only. Fine, whatever, I'll enter the contests using an LA area zip code from now on (there's a chance I could win some really good concert tickets!)

Then, to top it all off, he says he'll do it this one time (which he already said) because they had extra tickets for that screening.

I'm thinking "what the hell difference does that make, you already gave these tickets to me?!?!"

But whatever. As Aaron later said, he probably didn't enjoy his job much.

It's funny when you talk to high school friends on the phone or in emails, how no time passes at all in between talking.

So I'm back into painting, which rocks the house with it's addictive qualities. I'm so out of practice, but it's really fun getting back to where I used to be. I did a couple of little quick things tonight that aren't really spectacular but I'm gonna give them away anyways because I really don't want to throw them out. So watch your mailbox, maybe you'll be the next winner in the painting lottery! wheeeee!

Gotta go, Nip/Tuck is on and celebrity Pokemon beckons.