Prop. 5

I signed up for that absentee thingy, so I already voted. My conscience is clear. I voted for the best candidate, not against someone.

There’s also a couple of propositions here in California. One of them is Proposition 5, which is an attempt to reduce prison overcrowding by not incarcerating simple drug offenses and some other stuff which seems obvious to most sane people.

The Incarcarex folks have done a version for Yes on Prop. 5.

Apparently, every living governor of california is coming out against Prop. 5. In my contrarian book, if every politician thinks a proposition is bad, it means it’s a good proposition.

Regardless… feel free to watch, delete, forward, enjoy, loathe or something else.

October 30, 2008 | Filed Under half-cocked ranting, libertarian, revealing too much, v.o., web stuff | Leave a Comment 

Evidence of recent work…



A photo from what is destined to be the citizen kane of golf comedies, Par-Fection.

October 29, 2008 | Filed Under Uncategorized | Leave a Comment 

I’m testing this out….

[audio http://dial2do.com/l/dvrb6ny4yhhw.mp3 ]

I’m testing this out. I’m calling from dial2do and it’s supposed to put this in English on the page. That’s pretty cool. Rock out.

Powered by Dial2Do. Mp3

October 21, 2008 | Filed Under Uncategorized | Leave a Comment 

i can’t take it anymore…

Man,

I laid out a bunch of calm and logical points for a friend of mine who had seemed to be listening about why a vote for the obama/mccain ticket is rotten. One of her replies was ranting, spewing hatred for palin. I pointed that out and I’ve attached her reply

I totally get that palin’s religious shit is shit, but the level of intellect among these “intellectuals” is breaking me.

I suppose that they are thinking that there is an acceptable level of religious hogwash. Comparing Obama to Jesus is okay, but the fact that Palin has a principled (yet moronic) view about the bible is bad.

This classism… The idea that one of the reasons she’s an idiot is because she’s from Alaska is disgusting. The population of Alaska “100,000 more than Oklahoma City…” manages to sneer at Oklahoma, too. Why not 100,000 more than Cambridge? It’s buying in to Penn’s point about the attitude that there can’t be any intelligent people between NYC and L.A. All of those stupid, engineers, computer programmers, doctors, lawyers. They’re all retards, but the ones who live from development deal to development deal writing crap that fewer and fewer people care about… well, we’re all geniuses, I tell you. They don’t have masters degrees in Art History and Poetry, they’re just stupid a-holes who work in hospitals and labs. Too bad they’ve never written for Family Guy or had a video on The Jon Stewart Show, the dumbfucks.

I used to talk to friends about this fascinating thought experiment regarding kiddie porn. ( they show murders and rapes on the news and it’s perfectly legal. why is the record of the crime of child molestation illegal?) I stopped because it would devolve into me having to reassure the other person that I was not, in fact, hoping to have some extra special alone time with their kids.

Now I have to reassure people that I’m not a republican, either. It’s gross.

So, she sends me this video of these two people singing a “funny song” about sarah palin. complete with “we’re doomed” and threats to move to canaduh if mccain wins.

I’m done. You guys win.

From: dean’s anonymous friend
Date: October 17, 2008 6:52:28 PM PDT
To: dean cameron
Subject: Fwd: Hey, Sarah Palin

Okay, here are some more reasons.
I’m going to sit down and ponder this question: Why the vehement hatred when it comes to Sarah Palin. I will ponder it in my usual brain vomit way when I have some quiet time to think.
but here’s a good start.

hey sarah palin

October 17, 2008 | Filed Under half-cocked ranting, libertarian, revealing too much, skeptic, skeptic/atheist | Leave a Comment 

Obama Camp

This is from jesus camp, a movie about people blindly following a deity. They make their children parrot their own beliefs. It’s really sad.

Oh wait… it’s not jesus camp. It’s a bunch of democrats.

October 7, 2008 | Filed Under half-cocked ranting, libertarian, revealing too much | Leave a Comment 

Cameron’s Travels

1st off: The bride has started an awesome blog called “Rational Moms” (no, but we’re trying) and you can read all the rational awesomeness at rationalmoms.com.

2nd off: Though nothing is ever certain, I’m told that the song I co-wrote with Russ Parrish has made the Steel (Metal Skool, Metal Shop Danger Kitty) Panther record. I’m sure they’re just telling me this to be nice and will let me know later that the record company changed their mind and it’s not going to be on the record but sorry dude we really wanted it on there but you know how it goes. For this pessimistic reason, I remain cautious. That will be the 4th song I’ve ever had on a record. Pretty nifty.

So that’s that…

For the past three weeks, I’ve been acting in a movie called Par-Fection: The Golf Movie aka Dean sure hopes they change the fucking title. An old friend, Drew Rosenberg, was hoping to get Eric Stoltz and me to play a pair of evil plastic surgeons who… well the plot is quite convoluted and byzantine, but for various reasons, we end up putting a young guy under to give him breast implants against his will.

Yep.

Well, Eric passed on it and drew was in for a penny, so she got stuck with me. I think it worked out quite well, though. I tried to get Rod Maclachlan, Lorenzo Poindexter or Stuart Fratkin the gig as the other guy, but she found a guy named Christopher Showerman. We had a splendid time and I think that Chris and I had a nice thing going. We attempted to add an enormous level of homo-erotic subtext to the parts and, well, I’m pretty sure it’s inescapable.

Happily, there were a few truly wonderful things about the experience…

One of the things that has bummed me out so much about having almost had a really successful career in showbiz was the realization that the parts I *do* get are small and I’m destined for nothing but double digits on the call sheet… i’ll never get another lead role in anything. They’ll all be “cameos” which is simply a nice way of saying shitty little bone of a part. As #3 on the Golf Movie call sheet, I was happily proven wrong. As a skeptic, I love being proven wrong and this was no exception at all!!

More importantly, much of the cast and crew were literally children way back when I was on the map and they’d all grown up watching my youth on cable. It made them happy. I had a very nice Sullivan’s Travels experience learning that even though I’m probably going to be, as the The Movie Channel promo was so nice to point out, a footnote in the history of showbiz, there are people who have been affected & effected (but not impacted, damn it!!!) by the stuff I had done. I’ve always been aware of it, but for some reason, it sunk in during this experience. One of the leads told me one of the reasons he’s an actor is because of Summer School.

I’ve always enjoyed working with female directors, too. The lack of on set dick waving is really nice and allows one to do work instead of see who is smarter, cooler, richer or whatever. Director as mother is better than director as general. Working, even if it’s a stupid fucking golf movie about a guy who gets tits against his will, is already an internal battle. It’s nice to not have one going on externally, ass well.

I also got to go out of town for an extended period of time to a beautiful place called Borrego Springs. Yes, it was almost as hot as the surface of the sun, but the room sure was nice and the desert is so lovely during the late summer. Shooting was at the resort where we were staying, so I’d finish my day, walk to my room, change and be standing in the pool within 10 minutes of wrap.

The bride was able to come out and hang so that kept me from missing her and getting depressed.

Mainly, I didn’t beat the shit out of myself. I was rusty on my first day and encountered some memorization issues, but after that nightmare, it clicked in and I was able to do stuff I wanted to do. I kept feeling a hammy/mugging urge and was able to resist it for the most part, though some hacky shit managed to shit its way out of me, I’m sure. Perhaps the stuff that I’m hoping is “good” is boring. Dunno. I was attempting to simply let my inner conniving prick ooze out. We’ll see.

It was a good time. I was #3 on the call sheet. How cool is that?

October 6, 2008 | Filed Under 'thatguy', acting b.s., half-cocked ranting, revealing too much, skeptic, the "good old days", travel, wife | Leave a Comment