Joanna and I were invited to Kate Hudson’s Sundance home in Utah.

 … Totally last minute.

It was a Star Wars Theme party.

.. and although I wasn’t finished with my tow truck shift I agreed and got my Han Solo on while she donned her Slave Liegh (of course). 

It was elegant and white, sparkly and rich. Joanna knocked over the hukah and everyone laughed. Kate showed her her woredrobe and found her something to wear.

We got to smashed to drive so I had to have my tow truck towed.

We were the last guests to leave.

Joanna insisted we get our photo taken with C3PO

The photographer kept saying 200 year reign instead of cheese.

Chewy was aloof but vocal.

Enjoy the party soundtrack.

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Hey happy new year.

After passing out on French sparkly bubbly in the studio on early in 2012, I dreamt.

I was swimming, in the Caribean, following my son Arizona. I went underwater (I’m an excellent underwater swimmer), I kept passing legd and floats and all manner of beachlife.

I felt I was coming up to an edge, something was ahead and in the way, I kept bumping up against it to get past it.

I had been underwater for well longer than most longs can sustain but I wasn’t concerned about oxygen or pressure-release, I wanted to get by.

I finally got the object out of my way, a mess of XLR cables and what appeared to be the base of a pulpit; even some astro-turf.

I came up and soldiers in dress greens knew my name, behind the pulpit was governor Zen Miller, even though I haven’t ever met him, I could identify him.

I was recieving a standing ovation and my parents were their, only besides  merely congratulating me, they were pressed to take me somewhere and show me something.

It was Monday.

They took me to a small storefront in the west coast, the kind that churches would use in the 80’s.

It was standing room only, with a small stage in the front, a big movie screen and a projector were set up, the kind churches would use in the 80’s.

A film with a great electronic score and my parents begain, it had amazing unheard of music, the video quality went from super 8 to HD, grainy to avatar.

I seen a side of my parents I didn’t know existed, they were alive and animated, full of creativity and youthful energy.

There were parts were they were lip-syncing the synth parts, running from the Border Patrol, more that are hard to describe; breath-taking.

At the end, during the credits, I seen all the film award wreaths; I was in Cannes, and they were winners.

He said they shot and scored the entire thing themselves over the weekend, just for this festival.

It was annointed.

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