No people like show people

I just filmed an episode of the HBO show "Big Love," and had fun with Bill Paxton, as he told me many stories of his past, including sneaking onto a set to watch me shoot a scene many years ago, and I drove from there to The Comedy and Magic Club in Hermosa Beach, my favorite place on earth, filled with my favorite people. Larry Miller was working in the show with me, and Garry Shandling was getting a ream of new jokes ready for upcoming T.V appearances. My friends, the talented comedians Brian McKim and Traci Skene were there, as well as Brian Gillis, the world's greatest magician, and a young lady named Lindsay who did a silent and theatrical juggling act that brought the house down. It was a beehive of show biz activity with people going on and coming offstage, and Larry Miller, overtaken by the wonderful energy of it all, just leaned back in his chair, smiled and said "By God, this is cool."

I couldn't agree more, Larry.

Love from Wilson World,

Tom 

The Living Desert

Tucson, Arizona isn't supposed to be a great city, because I went to Arizona State and we're supposed to hate each other and denigrate each other's towns, because, after all, isn't that what rival schools do to each other everywhere? But I spent the weekend in Tucson and had a wonderful time with friends, watching the brilliant sunlight play on the cliffs of the Catalina Mountains, and listening to the incredible silence of the desert there. I performed a benefit show for the Tucson Dance Foundation, and it was lots of fun, as I tried to begin one of those "Sound Of Music" YouTube videos with a group of lizards and javelina. Thanks to my beautiful friends in the desert, and I look forward to visiting again, after a period of hydration and lip balming.

Love from Wilson World,

Tom

I've seen fire and I've seen, well, more fire.

The fires in Southern California are now 57% under control. 57? The number goes up and down like that. They don't even round it to the nearest five. 43% 51%, etc. The air has been bad, the air has been hot, and I think that the only way it could have been worse for me is if a bunch of cats were taken out of a furnace and duct taped to my face. Come to think of it, if that cat thing really happened it would be bad. Not the cats in a furnace part, just my face and the tape.

As they say, forest fires are bad, but they make for amazing sunsets. Not amazing enough to rename Sunset Boulevard "Raging Inferno, 57% contained Boulevard," but close.

It's almost autumn, when the air gets crisp, the leaves turn, and ...wait a minute, that's in other places. Here it stays hot until Thanksgiving, when we give thanks for health and love and firefighters.

Love from Wilson World,

Tom

Dallas!

The Addison Improv was great last weekend, with fun shows as I did my part to welcome the new football stadium to the great Dallas/Fort Worth metroplex, where crowds of zombies surrounded the white monolith, mumbling "Screens! Larger screens! Who needs to see live action when we have giant screens?!!" And, if the first game is any indication, the Cowboys are going to try to outlaw punting in the NFL, since it gets in the way of commercials. Thanks to the great people at the Improv there, and my friends out at St. Joe's, where we had a nice Sunday worshipping God. No, not the new stadium, I mean the other God.

Pails In Comparison

A new painting for the re-opening of Riley Arts Gallery in Manhattan Beach, California, a beautiful town, unless you're trying to park a car. Hey, it's worth it. Come on down, look at my painting, catch some waves, and bring lots of quarters!

Pittsburgh!

I spent the weekend at the Improv at 'The Stacks," in Pittsburgh, and had a great bunch of shows there. The Stacks are literally a long line of smokestacks, used during Pittsburgh's steel heyday to allow steam to flow from the red hot ingots that raised the temperature of the Monongahela River forty degrees above normal. Now, the stacks stand there, relics of another age, decorating the parking lot of a Costco. The red hot product from Pittsburgh is now a football team called the Steelers. Franco Harris caught "The Immaculate Reception" years ago, and they have a statue of Mr. Harris in the airport, near baggage claim. Thanks, Pittsburgh! Thanks Franco Harris with the kind of creepy eyes!

Jesus is just alright on jeans?

I spent a great weekend in Richmond, Virginia, so thanks to everybody who came out and made it such a success. The club is actually in Short Pump, yes, Short Pump is a city, and I was near the big Town Center there, where I saw a magical pair of jeans in a store. Yes, folks, it's finally happened, Jesus finally got his own jeans. Now you can share your faith by having the name of Jesus embroidered on your butt. I was moved to tears, because my "W.K.O.J.W.J.W." bracelet finally made sense to me. "What Kind Of Jeans Would Jesus Wear?" These kind, kids, these kind.

Psych!

Just back from Vancouver, shooting the show "Psych," and I had a great time with James Roday, Corbin Bernsen, and the cast and crew up there. Vancouver is one of the jewels of North America and I love visiting British Columbia. But the secret is out, folks, and they've got a loooooot of people and cars up there. We're approaching New York City with some trees and mountains. Not that that's a bad thing. And the Olympics are coming to Vancouver in 2010, so they're doing a lot up there, including delaying even longer many "elective surgeries," like cancer, prostate, and hernia, because they need that medical attention for Olympic workers and visitors and stuff. You know...priorities?

Vancouver 2010! Bobsledding! Skiing! Don't get cancer!

Love from Wilson World,

Tom