iPhoning it in
So it feels like I was oddly productive this weekend. I'll chalk it up in the W column.
- I'm at 25 pages on the Cold Muthah script.
- Got my new iPhone working on Friday and used it to get good news from far-off friends
- I met with George twice and helped him knock out an update to the Cannibal script. Some funny stuff and some stuff he really likes that I'm not entirely sold on, but it's his baby so not for me to say. Plus the man knows from funny.
- I spent Saturday afternoon visiting Markie in the hospital and meeting the new twins. Their 2 1/2 year old big brother has got his job down as protector. At one point I was holding little Tess and he looked at me and scowled and said, "those are OUR babies" so good on him for preventing an abduction.
- I won about $250 at Poker saturday night. I had pocket Aces 5 times and they held up all but once. Once again, my bad playing was mistaken for sharp cardsmanship so people out-thought themselves into losing to me. I felt like Peter Sellars in 'Being There'. It is a game of Chance.
- Miss Loy and I had a melancholy mutual pep talk via Skype on Sunday. Someday soon the retarded scotsman and the plastic bandito are going on a roadtrip and then lookout livers of America!
Tonight we'll try starting back with the boxing and see if I can't keep this momentum going...
- I'm at 25 pages on the Cold Muthah script.
- Got my new iPhone working on Friday and used it to get good news from far-off friends
- I met with George twice and helped him knock out an update to the Cannibal script. Some funny stuff and some stuff he really likes that I'm not entirely sold on, but it's his baby so not for me to say. Plus the man knows from funny.
- I spent Saturday afternoon visiting Markie in the hospital and meeting the new twins. Their 2 1/2 year old big brother has got his job down as protector. At one point I was holding little Tess and he looked at me and scowled and said, "those are OUR babies" so good on him for preventing an abduction.
- I won about $250 at Poker saturday night. I had pocket Aces 5 times and they held up all but once. Once again, my bad playing was mistaken for sharp cardsmanship so people out-thought themselves into losing to me. I felt like Peter Sellars in 'Being There'. It is a game of Chance.
- Miss Loy and I had a melancholy mutual pep talk via Skype on Sunday. Someday soon the retarded scotsman and the plastic bandito are going on a roadtrip and then lookout livers of America!
Tonight we'll try starting back with the boxing and see if I can't keep this momentum going...