Monday, April 22, 2013

No Comment

People are weird.

For 2 1/2 years my blog was wide open to anyone and everyone. Anybody could read it and leave a comment without having to type in a secret code or wait for me to approve anything. Now because of just 2 people that’s all changed.

I seem to have offended some people when I said bad things about terrorists. A very angry comment was left on my blog. They were even more offended that I deleted a hateful comment from my blog. Then came a flood of pure hate & hostility. I’ve never said anything to these people. I’ve never done anything to fuel their anger – except for saying that terrorists are bad people and deleting all of the hate speech and bullying comments. During this string of hate, one of them said “get a life”, which I thought was kind of funny. I almost didn’t delete that one, but it’s not as funny without the context of all that hateful ranting & raving.

I don’t know what set them off. It can’t just be because I don’t like terrorists. I sincerely hope they get whatever help they need. But I’m not a doctor. I can’t help anybody. I also reserve the right to delete any and all comments as I see fit. This is my blog. No one is forced to read it.

I’ll never delete a comment just because I disagree with an opinion. But I will always delete hate speech, threats of violence and bullying.

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Boston Bombing

What’s wrong with people? Why would anyone want to blow up the Boston Marathon? I can understand terrorists blowing up each other in areas controlled by terrorists – it’s still stupid, but maybe they’ll gain control if they kill enough of their enemies. It doesn’t make any sense to attack places like Boston. If you’re a terrorist, you’re never going to control Boston. There’s no way in hell you’re ever going to take over the United States. Maybe you can take over parts of Pakistan – if you’re lucky. You’re never going to make a dent in America.

Attacking the World Trade Center made sense. It was a cowardly act by a bunch of assholes, but attacking the financial center of the world will get you lots of attention. How many Americans knew anything about al Qaeda before 9/11? Attacking a marathon isn’t going to bring a world power to its knees. It’s not even a great way to kill a lot of people. It’s just stupid.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

My Agent part 3

My agent got me an audition. I think that’s pretty good since I only met him a week ago. It’s for a speaking part in yet another action movie.

My only concern is that when he called me about the part and I asked him if it was in English, he said he wasn’t sure. He had to find out and get back to me. Then he told me it’s in English. He also said I should learn Chinese since I’d get a lot more parts. I know he’s right and I’m working on it. Chinese is a hard language to learn.

Monday, April 8, 2013

New Neighbor part 3

I’ve been flirting with my new neighbor in the building across the way. We both keep our curtains open – which is pretty rare in Hong Kong – and we see each other from time to time. It’s all pretty harmless. We can’t talk to each other – we don’t have each other’s contact information – and it’s not like you can just open the window and scream. You could try, but Hong Kong is a pretty busy city. I’m not sure anyone would hear anything.

Today I was putting away my laundry – which I always seem to be doing whenever we see each other – and I made sure he could tell I was folding my bras & panties. I don’t know why I did it, but he didn’t seem to mind.

There’s no harm in it. There’s no way he could ever find out which apartment I’m in. The way the buildings are set up the most we could ever tell is what floor we’re both on. Even if he had a key to get into my building or someone just let him in there’s no way he could find my apartment without knocking on random doors and hoping to get lucky.

He doesn’t seem like the stalker type anyway. I’ve never seen him with binoculars or a camera. Everybody has cameras in their phones now. I’ve never caught him trying to sneak a picture.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Hailey’s Bali Diary part 3

My book will be available for free Wednesday April 3rd. I think it’s from midnight to midnight Pacific Standard Time, but I doubt they’re very exact.

It’s definitely their time and not my time so part of April 3rd will be April 4th here. If it starts at midnight in California then it’s 3pm in Hong Kong. So it will be midnight April 3rd to midnight April 4th California time and 3pm April 3rd to 3pm April 4th Hong Kong time. Or something like that.

Now’s your big chance. You can’t beat free.

USA & everywhere else

UK & Europe



Monday, April 1, 2013

My Agent part 2

I met my new agent. He seems like a nice person. The image of Hollywood agents isn’t much better than lawyers – everyone thinks they’re leeches who lie, cheat & steal to get whatever they want – but that’s America. Chinese culture is different. There’s plenty of lying, cheating & stealing, but they’re much more polite when they do it. This guy seems genuinely interested in getting me parts – and he should be. He found me – I didn’t find him.

One of the things I liked best about him was that he speaks English. Lots of people in Hong Kong say they speak English, but I have a hard time understanding some of them. I can’t complain – their English is better than my Chinese – but I would never claim to speak English if no one who speaks English could understand me. His English is great.

He says that being American will help and hurt me. I always assumed it was a plus since I don’t look like most of the other girls here. The problem is that in Chinese culture they want people who look like everyone else. Conformity is the thing – being unique is frowned upon.

The good news is that the younger generations of Chinese people like being different. They go out of their way to dress differently and get crazy hairstyles – just like any other country. In the film community, that means there are lots of rising actors, producers & directors who don’t want to look and act like everyone else. They’ll be more interested in me than most of the older filmmakers. Of course, I’m not the only foreign actress here – and now that I have an agent we’ll probably always be up for the same parts – but at least with Americans you get a wider variety of looks & styles – and if they want a blond, I can wear a wig. There’s nothing I can do to look Chinese.