RIP RAV

Random Acts of Violence, the blog of my friend Cory, is no more. It has disappeared.

Well, okay, it didn't disappear. Cory took it down, because he is officially a Hollywood Insider Big Shot now with no time whatsoever to devote to blogging. Seriously. He has been swallowed up by the industry machine. I'll see him years from now with a bright-blue iridescent cell phone componant strapped to the side of his head, chattering incessantly about George Lopez's numbers the other night while striding down Sunset en route to the Starbucks for a second diet low-carb biscotti.

Maybe he'll stop and nod hello to me for a moment, or maybe he'll remember that he, by law, doesn't have to speak with anyone less famous than Dustin Diamond and just continue walking. I can't be sure.

But enough of making fun of the assholes and idiots who unfortunately run this town. We were talking about Cory's once-mighty blog that unfortunately is no more.

He wrote about the important issues of our day. Issues like the alcohol policy of Medieval Times, his own awkwardness around foreigners and, in quite possibly my favorite post ever, Mr. T's harsh entreaty that you treat your mother with love and respect.

Seriously, click this link for the Mr. T goodness. Do it. Do it now.



Do it or Arnold will kill this invisible baby. I'm telling you, he's serious. That guy's crazy, you don't want to mess with him. Better click the Mr. T link, just to be on the safe side...