And I would have stayed up with you all night
Been incommunicado of late. What with pilot season, season premiere season, and working for a living, nothing of interest has been happening. Nothing worth reporting, anyway.
Been getting 40 hours a week, sometimes more if they need me. I've become the product trainer for the department, and what with Comedy Central showing Scrubs every night, it's no wonder I'm calling the new hires "newbies." As long as I don't start calling the male recruits girl names, I think I'll be okay. Although Dr. Cox is my favorite by far. Also? I've found a comedy I can watch with my mother that isn't Seinfeld or The Office, the former of which can admittedly get annoying after you've seen "The Parking Garage" five billion times, and the latter of which Mom doesn't like because she thinks Michael Scott is a horrible human being. She doesn't realize that that's where the humor is. Oh well.
So the point of that paragraph was that I've got newbies. Awesome.
Emily and I have been writing various stuff, mainly emails to writers of sitcoms asking them how we can break into the biz. 12 Miles has been updated with our latest endeavor, "The Clinic Visit," which I think could be inserted into our pilot we hope to create. Which I think is going to be about scholarship recipients at Benjamin Franklin University. It's currently untitled and actually not written because we have to break into the business from the bottom up, but hopefully by that point, Undeclared will have been forgotten ("What show was that?") and our new University-related TV show will be an immediate hit. Tune in for the crazy, roof-climbing, heavy-drinking, maurading stripper-pole antics of four to six college girls! Coming September 2011!
So I've updated hrh_weevil with copies of The Pirate in the Lobby, Under (Pier) Pressure, and Come As You Are, plus another posting of "The Clinic Visit." I'm still working on the first chapter of Down the Rabbit Hole which will be posted hopefully in two weeks, depending on how motivated and creative I become in that time period.
And today was Big Fall Music Day. After working 6-2, I drove directly to Bull Moose and spent an ungodly amount of money on new cds: Sam's Town (The Killers), Shine On (Jet), Grey's Anatomy Soundtrack, Vol. 2, Plans (Death Cab for Cutie), and greatest hits from The Clash and Blondie. I am not allowed to buy new music until after Christmas, because that was sad. There are more important things I could have spent my money on besides the greatest hits of The Clash.
Those Frye boots I've been eyeing, for example.
I obviously failed the class in budgeting when I got my accounting major, huh?
Been getting 40 hours a week, sometimes more if they need me. I've become the product trainer for the department, and what with Comedy Central showing Scrubs every night, it's no wonder I'm calling the new hires "newbies." As long as I don't start calling the male recruits girl names, I think I'll be okay. Although Dr. Cox is my favorite by far. Also? I've found a comedy I can watch with my mother that isn't Seinfeld or The Office, the former of which can admittedly get annoying after you've seen "The Parking Garage" five billion times, and the latter of which Mom doesn't like because she thinks Michael Scott is a horrible human being. She doesn't realize that that's where the humor is. Oh well.
So the point of that paragraph was that I've got newbies. Awesome.
Emily and I have been writing various stuff, mainly emails to writers of sitcoms asking them how we can break into the biz. 12 Miles has been updated with our latest endeavor, "The Clinic Visit," which I think could be inserted into our pilot we hope to create. Which I think is going to be about scholarship recipients at Benjamin Franklin University. It's currently untitled and actually not written because we have to break into the business from the bottom up, but hopefully by that point, Undeclared will have been forgotten ("What show was that?") and our new University-related TV show will be an immediate hit. Tune in for the crazy, roof-climbing, heavy-drinking, maurading stripper-pole antics of four to six college girls! Coming September 2011!
So I've updated hrh_weevil with copies of The Pirate in the Lobby, Under (Pier) Pressure, and Come As You Are, plus another posting of "The Clinic Visit." I'm still working on the first chapter of Down the Rabbit Hole which will be posted hopefully in two weeks, depending on how motivated and creative I become in that time period.
And today was Big Fall Music Day. After working 6-2, I drove directly to Bull Moose and spent an ungodly amount of money on new cds: Sam's Town (The Killers), Shine On (Jet), Grey's Anatomy Soundtrack, Vol. 2, Plans (Death Cab for Cutie), and greatest hits from The Clash and Blondie. I am not allowed to buy new music until after Christmas, because that was sad. There are more important things I could have spent my money on besides the greatest hits of The Clash.
Those Frye boots I've been eyeing, for example.
I obviously failed the class in budgeting when I got my accounting major, huh?