Once you become an actor, it’s important to take care of yourself. I live in Santa Monica, where I can mountain bike, hike and go running on the beach. I like a nice sunset jog.
For Secret Santa a few years ago, I bought one of the lads I used to play with a block of cheese.
As children, we have vivid imaginations. We stay up late waiting for Santa Claus, dream of becoming president, and have ideas that defy physics. Then something happens. As we grow older, we start editing our imagination.
We filmed ‘Expelled’ in Santa Clarita at an all-girl’s school. There were twelve hour days.
When I went to the University of California, Santa Barbara, in 2002, I decided I wanted to leave my car at home and create an experiment with my own life. I’d only be able to find creative solutions to transportation if I felt the pain of trying to get to downtown at 10 o’clock at night.
I crossed paths with a horse that happened to change my life. That horse is Game On Dude, and what a horse! He’s a soldier. Together we traveled the world. We won the Santa Anita Big Cap, Goodwood, almost won the Breeder’s Cup Classic; we won the San Antonio, Hollywood Gold Cup and the Californian.
I was born in Orange County – in Santa Ana. My dad is from California. I was raised on the East Coast. My first two years were in California, but I claim East Coast. I’m sorry, I don’t rep California.
I was born in Santa Monica but brought up abroad so I don’t use English much.
When I work in San Francisco doing stand-up, I usually schedule it for July, and we’ll drive up the coast and camp in Santa Barbara, San Luis Obispo, Big Sur, and we’ll just camp our way up the coast, and then we’ll get to San Francisco and hang out there for four days.
I was doing a tour of the ‘Batman’ live stage production, and I challenged the cast to join me to run. One time, we were running in Switzerland just before Christmas, and it was heavy snow. Another time, we were running down the Seine in Paris on Christmas Day, and we all had Santa hats on.
I don’t trust Santa Barbara as far as I can spit. I am afraid that if I went back there, it’s possible that I could be run through their system, their judicial system, and wind up in some county jail where I could be killed and I’m not gonna take that chance.
In the States a lot of Hispanic and black audiences are gravitating towards ‘Peaky Blinders.’ A mate of went into a bar in Santa Monica and sent me a photo of four blokes dressed as Peakies – they meet every week for a ‘Peaky Blinders’ evening.
You can’t trick The Universe – it’s like Santa Claus that way.
We celebrated Christmas. Not religiously, but we did the tree and the lights. Hannukah always seemed not quite as thrilling – Sorry to my Jewish brothers and sisters! But when you’re a kid, Santa and all that, you know, that really trumps the menorah. So we did Christmas.
From earliest childhood, I have rejoiced over the Santa Ana winds. I know those winds the way the Eskimos know their snows.
I love big shrimp, like Japanese botan shrimp and the meaty ones from Santa Barbara, Calif. In classic Japanese cooking, shrimp like these would be dropped into a broth or boiled as served with sushi. But I think boiling dilutes their great flavor, and they are better when stir-fried.
I put on weight like Santa Claus. I just get this belly that kind of extends out.
When I was a kid, I believed in Santa Claus. But it was very tough because in the Dominican… there are not a lot of rich people there.
In March 2005, I was appointed to the board of the Santa Barbara metro transit district. I was incredibly optimistic about how public transportation can be the solution to help people live in the city and not need a car.
My dad put me in a theater group camp at Santa Monica Playhouse when I was, like, six, and then I started to realize I really liked it when I was 11 or 12; it was nice to just escape.
Christmas brings us great music: Everything from Handel’s ‘Messiah’ to ‘White Christmas,’ to ‘I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus.’
‘The Santa Claus’ with Tim Allen, I watch it in July. I think he’s so funny.
I lived in a little shack in Santa Monica, and I was working on ‘The O.C.’ and when it started airing, I took my laundry down to the laundromat like I always had, and so many people along the two blocks I walked and in the laundromat stopped me and asked me for photographs.
I was about thirteen when I started thinking about the stock market. My dad helped me a little bit. I’d see it in the ‘Santa Barbara News-Press.’ These prices would change every day – what was that all about?
My dad founded the ‘Rancho Santa Fe Times’ and won a lot of journalism awards.
The first sort of big present I remember getting from Santa Claus was quite a small telescope that I remember going into our backyard with my parents and figuring out how to assemble, and staring at the night sky, just for hours, with both of my parents.
When I was 17, I grew from being something like 5’2” to 6 foot – I grew a lot – and I don’t remember growing… I feel like the same thing is true of writing. You’re waiting for Santa Claus to come down the chimney, but you just fall asleep at some point, and then the magic happens.
When I was in college, I wanted to be editor of ‘Reason’ when I grew up. It was an impractical ambition, especially since the magazine was located in Santa Barbara, way off any journalist’s normal career path.
Most of the holiday movies I enjoy, like ‘It’s a Wonderful Life,’ don’t really involve Santa.
Meeting the real Santa? Another first I’ll never forget.
I remember being banned from other houses as a younger child during the winter holiday season; I was the only one who didn’t believe in Santa Claus, and I was ruining everyone’s Christmas.
I enjoyed biology in high school, and that brought me to a research lab at U.C. Santa Barbara. I loved doing experiments, and I had fun with them. I realized this kind of problem-solving fit my intellectual style.
I’m a Santa Ana boy from 1940 to all my life. And Santa Ana was different only in the fact that Orange County was just small. Hell, I used to ride my motorcycle through the orange groves, and now it’s tracts of homes.
I was born in L.A. In Santa Monica, actually.
I remember arguing with kids on the street who were talking about Santa Claus. I said don’t be so daft – Santa Claus doesn’t come down our chimney. He’s an economic Santa Claus; he goes down chimneys where they’ve got money.
Santa Barbara’s gorgeous. It’s just a perfect little getaway.
I did some bad stuff. I don’t remember what in particular, but I did some bad stuff. So the morning of Christmas, I wake up and my brother is there, my sister, my mom, everyone’s got gifts and I can’t find my gifts. No gifts. They acted like Santa didn’t’ bring me anything because I wasn’t good.
I certainly think it’s ironic that beach volleyball was first played in the 1930s in Santa Monica and tournaments of a high caliber have been happening in this country since the 1940s, and the FIVB, for many years, has ignored beach volleyball.
Growing up in northern California has had a big influence on my love and respect for the outdoors. When I lived in Oakland, we would think nothing of driving to Half Moon Bay and Santa Cruz one day and then driving to the foothills of the Sierras the next day.
My background is in biology. Before getting into the family business, I worked at the Predatory Bird Research Group at the University of California at Santa Cruz, fundraising for them.
I wore a Santa hat for a whole year in high school.
Against expectations I was charmed by Gehry’s Edgemar development, which housed the Santa Monica Museum of Art, and positively awed by the Bilbao Guggenheim. That Gehry is a great artist I have no doubt, but talent and determination are no warrant against confusion, nor are they a guaranty to produce great art.
I just discovered the Santa Monica flea market, every Sunday. I go weekly. There’s a lot of interesting things there.
My mom has this ugly Santa ornament, and one year, I took it off the tree and clipped it to her pillow. We’ve been trading it back and forth ever since – 16 years now. I wore it to the Golden Globes and even put it in her bird feeder. As the birds eat, it’s slowly revealed.
Santa Cruz is blessed not only with natural wonders, but also with gifted souls who can fashion nature’s bounty into man-made treasures.
Surprisingly, the Eisenhower Memorial design contains almost none of the known Gehry-box of tricks. His giant etched chain-link curtain, first applied in 1979 to hide an ungracious parking garage at Santa Monica Place, is resurrected for Eisenhower to screen the equally graceless facade of the Department of Education.
Ray Bradbury has a vacation house in Palm Springs, California, in the desert at the base of the Santa Rosa mountains. It’s a Rat Pack-era affair, with a chrome-and-turquoise kitchen and a small swimming pool in back.
I just talked to a young lady, a freshman at Santa Barbara. She’s taking a course, and Moneyball’s one of the required readings. This young lady could dream of one day becoming a general manager.
I’m from Santa Cruz in Northern California, and the 49ers were my dad and I’s bonding time.
I stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was six. Mother took me to see him in a department store and he asked for my autograph.
