So last week I get a call from my brother Ethan. He's at Great Adventure with my mother, aunt and 3 young cousins... and it's "Passover Day". I didn't believe him... then this morning, the proof was in the e-mail. A witness (my 10 year-old cousin) claims they were screaming, "Oeeyyyy!" on the way down. But between you and me, I think it was more like little girls and so far, this is my favorite photo from 2008.
Just got word that ABC is canceling Men In Trees, the show I was working as a Writers' Assistant on. Aside from that totally sucking balls, it was one of the best professional experiences I've had. I really couldn't have asked for much better, well no, I could have been making a staff writer salary but whatevs. Not sure whether the strike is to blame or ABC's constipated efforts to put money into marketing campaign's for us… or maybe people simply didn’t watch or know when to watch because they never knew when the show was on. I suppose McTreemy doesn't really have the same ring as McDreamy. All that aside, it's spring and sunny in Socal, which makes me feel like a total dick being depressed about anything.
Ok. I guess I’m back on homemade coffee, I will miss you Intelligentsia... and you too Elmo!
I knew I'd be a slacker about keeping this updated. Don't expect too much from me here. It's taken me 4 years to re-write the same pilot seven times. Managing a blog I don't expect to be much different. Besides not much to report. People in LA still don't signal when they change lanes, Pinkberry is still open, and smarter slackers are figuring out that you can buy cheap shit on e-bay and mark it up 300% on your own websites. FYI: Muthafunka was a t-shirt company back in 2000... and I'm considering having my heat press shipped from Brooklyn to collect dust out here.
Oh. Santogold is playing a not-so-secret show at Bordello tonight. I will be there, I'll be the one NOT in a day-glo hoodie and white sunglasses.
Normally, when Brownies come to my door offering to sell me cookies I think before I say no, because I really don’t need Samoas in my cupboard and trail mix doesn’t move as quickly... But I feel for them, having been a Brownie, and I want them to try to save Manatee's and get free calculators. Even though when I sold the most cookies in my troop I never saw that calculator... and my math skills have suffered since.
My doorbell just rang, she couldn’t have been older than 12, I open and with a very demure little accent she asked me while looking down at a text message if I would like to buy Girl Scout cookies. I didn’t even think, I said no as quickly as she was pecking away.
And it led me to think that at some point when texting is as invasive as flyering this little girl will have a child who will come to my quiet cul-de-sac and text me to see if anyone on the block wants to buy a box of Thin Mints and I won’t even go to my door.
