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An Interview With Nick Metropolis

If you live in Los Angeles you probably know who Nick Metropolis is or at least you have seen his amazing store on the corner of 1st and La Brea. It’s the one right on the corner, bursting with interesting Hollywood memorabilia, signs and furniture. I remember when I first moved to Los Angeles, I would drive down La Brea and would always think “I really need to check that place out”. Well, I checked it out alright.

Nick’s place is even more amazing once you start exploring it. At first there doesn’t seem to be any rhyme or reason to any of it. It’s a kaleidoscope of cool stuff. Deep sea divers helmet from some movie set here, a one of a kind lamp there and a huge metal dinosaur over there… but I think I have the system figured out. After much observation I think the inventory system is something like a flow chart. Step one: Does it fit here? If yes: Put it here. If No: Find another place. This leads to an amazing journey for all of the customers. It’s like a giant treasure hunt. However, if you are looking for something specific just ask Nick or anyone else and they know right where to go.

Nick himself is quite a treasure. I have gotten to know him over the last 3 or 4 months as I was building my mobile talk show thing. He is an amazing guy who knows everyone – from the homeless people he helps out on a daily basis to Hollywood superstars. Nick was generous enough to grant me an interview and he had some great stories to share.

Sorry about the sound quality it’s a bit low – one of the mics wasn’t working… still learning and still failing.

Where have we been?

After the end of August the posts on the site dropped off a bit…well pretty drastically to be honest.  But, we haven’t given up on the site – in fact quite the opposite.  After having a few drinks with some friends back in August we came up with a new idea…and well, we (meaning “I”) have been working on making it a reality.

So without further ado:

George Wendt is not Jeff Garlin…apparently

So last night a few friends and I attended a gallery exhibit in Santa Monica for Ben Folds (of Ben Folds Five).  Who would have known he was such a talented photographer?

It was a good crowd of about 50-75 during the time we were there.  While we were enjoying the wine and walking around the exhibit in walks Jeff Garlin, whom I immediately pointed out to my friends as “Norm” from Cheers…  It was about a 50% split on those who thought it was George Wendt (Norm) and the other 50% said “no” he’s the guy from “Curb Your Enthusiasm”, to which the “it’s definitely Norm” group all agreed that Norm was on Curb Your Enthusiasm too.  It was all very confusing.

We never did talk with him to straighten the whole thing out…but it can’t be the first time this has happened.

Seriously look at these guys:



not norm

Not Norm












Not saying they are identical twins – but have 4 glasses of wine and look again.


Hacker news…

Well…the site got hacked.

Initially I suspected David Cassidy..or Justin Beiber, or maybe “The Industry” just doesn’t want these stories out there.  I had a flash of self importance for a second.. then I looked at the logs.   Damnit.. it was just some mindless bot injection.

My .php files keep getting a ton of garbage code written to them.  I delete it and then it magically propagates again.  I took the site down over the weekend and reinstalled – I lost a couple posts and all of your comments (sorry people) – there were some great comments too.

After the installation – the malicious code is back.  Damn it.

Unfortunately I am going to be out of town for a couple weeks and totally off the grid..so I’ll have to tackle this when I get back.

In the mean time – If you come to the site and it shows porn – I’m sorry, or YOUR WELCOME!  Looking at my logs, for some reason I see visitors landing on pages like:  http://failingatfamous.com/page/2/?zde=64-nude-hot-beach-babes-pics  <— what the hell?  I don’t recall writing that post…maybe I was drinking, it sounds like something I would be interested in.  Either way can’t seem to find where this page is in my code…



I Think I Love Booze – David Cassidy

…So apparently David Cassidy got stopped by police for failing to dim his headlights sometime after midnight on Wednesday morning in upstate New York.

So, I had a few road pops..This still isn’t as bad as Danny Bonaduce

So, I had a few road pops..This still isn’t as bad as Danny Bonaduce

As the story goes, when the police approached the car, Mr. Cassidy greeted the officer with “What’s new pussycat?” – which is an old Tom Jones song…  The officer then detected a whiff of alcohol and pulled him out the car and submitted a field sobriety test.  It seems that the test didn’t go very well and Mr. Cassidy got hit with a felony DWI – which of course sucks.  As it turns out, he already had one of those – issued by the State of Florida in Feb of 2011.

Here is the best part of the story – the arresting Officers name is Tom Jones – as in What’s new pussycat?  Come on!  How impaired could be possibly have been to have read the Officers name tag then have the mental fortitude to come up with that greeting on the spot?  Now in fairness, we haven’t seen the video of the arrest (if there is one) and the interaction might have been more like – “HEY YUR TOMSH JOOONES!  WASH NEW PRUSSY CAAHAT?  Or maybe just a blank stare that lasted a long and uncomfortable amount of time until he got his thoughts together then just blurted it out.  Regardless of how it all went down we still think he should get come consideration for creativity.

On Sept 4th he is scheduled to appear in court and make his plea to Honorable Judge Neil Diamond.

Do NOT Look the Monkey in the Eyes!

A few years back, I worked on a sit-com whose writing staff emerged from The Room late one night clutching a script that featured a subplot involving a monkey. For one scene, the writers decided this monkey should crawl from the Designated Actor’s arms up to his shoulders, then atop his head, where it would finally escape to a conveniently located prop tree.

All in the greater service of Art, you understand.

What doubtless seemed like a stroke of comedic brilliance during that long, late night made a rather awkward transition to reality a week later. Before the first on-set rehearsal, the animal wrangler cautioned the Designated Actor against making eye contact with the hairy primate.

“Do not look the monkey in the eyes,” she warned, before taking the creature out of its cage.

Easier said than done. When a monkey is only 18 inches high, even a brief glance in the general direction of the beast can be

Oh he is sooo cute…OMG! AAGHhhahagagaaahhh

interpreted by the simian brain as looking into its eyes. Sure enough, no sooner did the Designated Actor gingerly take the monkey into his arms than the little brute suddenly went ballistic – ape-shit, so to speak – baring a matched set of extremely sharp fangs while shrieking at the top of its lungs.

Work on the stage came to an abrupt halt, for this was a primal scream straight from the dark, pulsing heart of the jungle — a heart-stopping howl of prehistoric rage that sent a jolt of pure adrenaline directly into the crew’s collective Reptilian Brain, that most ancient and unevolved enclave of the human mind.

The poor actor was terrified, his face inches from an apparently deranged wild animal capable of doing horrendous, career-ending damage in a matter of seconds. Before any of the stunned crew could react, the wrangler grabbed the hairy little beast and stuffed it back in the cage.

Had I been that actor, I might have walked off the set, straight to my car, and never come back. Fuck the goddamned monkey – tell those writers to come up with another, less lethal gimmick, and send that crazy ape back to the jungle from whence it came. But the Designated Actor was made of sterner stuff. Rather than fly into a self-indulgent panic, he simply waited for the monkey to calm down, and once the wrangler gave the okay, went about rehearsing the scene until man and monkey got it right. I gained a world of respect for this particular actor that day – who subsequently led the cheer for weeks thereafter, in what became the catch-phrase for the show: “Do NOT look the monkey in the eyes!”

Generously submitted by:


Please visit his site: “Blood, Sweat and Tedium: Confessions of a Hollywood Juicer” for the whole story and lots of other great posts.

Ex-Chimney Sweep Almost Goes Up In Smoke

In a cruel twist of irony, actor and legend Dick Van Dyke was rescued from his burning car yesterday afternoon by a passing motorist. Thankfully he was alright and even kept his sense of humor about the incident – he later tweeted “Used Jag for sale REAL CHEAP!!”

He is best known for his roles in film and T.V. shows like “The Mary Tyler Moore Show”, “The Dick Van Dyke Show” and of course “Mary Poppins”.

Ironically he is also known for his series of Public Service Announcements for fire safety – “Learn Not To Burn”. For anyone old enough to remember the ’70’s and early 80’s, you will remember these popular PSA’s playing on television all the time. I don’t recall any of the TV spots recommending slumping over your steering wheel in the event of a car fire… I thought that tactic was to be used in the event of a bear attack.

Now someone PLEASE sign Paris Hilton, Justin Bieber and Kim Kardashian to do a series of PSA’s that focus on Spontaneous Human Combustion.