Hunting In Hollywood

Sweet, little blond thing, just off the plain from Kentucky, she’s a solid seven, no higher, painful to listen to her reciting lines out loud. Wants to be an actress, fresh-faced and eighteen, just have to dangle bait, a few bit parts on a sit-com, walks into the trap, doesn’t resist just takes of her top… Thirty-something Asian actress, has played the ‘best friend’ several times, wants a leading part. She’s afraid her career has stalled, doesn’t know what to do next. Her agent tells me he told her to be ‘nice’ to the producers, and they’ll be nice back. Looks ashamed as she unbuttons her jeans… I love that look…Such easy prey… Forty-four-year-old pin-up blond, has graced men’s magazines and summer blockbusters. Lines form around her eyes, the roles stop coming but she has a mansion, and an ex-husband on alimony, needs to work. “Let’s get this over with,” she says, walking right into my sights… You asked about hunting… Wait, you men those people who go out and shoot deer? Bunch of monsters, vicious backwoods hicks. Thankfully we have evolved past that…