So much for once a week!
Hmmm. It's been over a month and a half since my last posting. Pathetic. Well, in fairness to me, I did get married. Which was quite a time-consuming occasion, to say the least. A hell of a lot of fun, though. Ah, marital bliss. Funny, it's just like it was before we were married, except now we have an officially stamped piece of paper.
Incidentally, For an excuse to get together with all your closest friends and family to partake in excessive drinking, gambling, and general happy revelry in Vegas, I highly suggest annual wedding ceremonies. It should be a law.
The new spurn has officially been pushed to March 2005, which is a tremendous relief to me personally. If the December show went ahead, I would have been severely under-represented as one of the writers, which is something my ego just can't handle. And so, the Great Director Search of 2004 (the goddamned third one this year!) begins anew. Like casual sex-based relationships, my hope in a new director is someone the cast can collectively go out and get college-drunk with, then wake up next to him/her the next morning and not be utterly repulsed. Yup, my standards have gone up.
And Bush is still president.
Speaking of politics, on a slight tangent, I read this week that a news producer at CBS (or whatever network it was) got fired for having the utter, absolute nerve to interrupt the last ten minutes of CSI: New York to announce to the world that Yassir Arafat had died. When news of one of the major political figures of the last 50 years, the only admitted terrorist ever to be awarded the Nobel Peace Prize, whose death leaves a tremendous leadership vacuum for Palestinians and points to major upheavals in the Middle East, interrupts the last ten minutes of a second-generation spin off television show, they damn well better fire the producer who made the decision to cut in! Damn him for allowing most of America to miss out on the identity of the killer in a show that got re-run later in the week anyway. Damn him straight to hell.
Jesus, prioritize people! Sometimes, just sometimes, it sucks to live here.
Incidentally, For an excuse to get together with all your closest friends and family to partake in excessive drinking, gambling, and general happy revelry in Vegas, I highly suggest annual wedding ceremonies. It should be a law.
The new spurn has officially been pushed to March 2005, which is a tremendous relief to me personally. If the December show went ahead, I would have been severely under-represented as one of the writers, which is something my ego just can't handle. And so, the Great Director Search of 2004 (the goddamned third one this year!) begins anew. Like casual sex-based relationships, my hope in a new director is someone the cast can collectively go out and get college-drunk with, then wake up next to him/her the next morning and not be utterly repulsed. Yup, my standards have gone up.
And Bush is still president.
Speaking of politics, on a slight tangent, I read this week that a news producer at CBS (or whatever network it was) got fired for having the utter, absolute nerve to interrupt the last ten minutes of CSI: New York to announce to the world that Yassir Arafat had died. When news of one of the major political figures of the last 50 years, the only admitted terrorist ever to be awarded the Nobel Peace Prize, whose death leaves a tremendous leadership vacuum for Palestinians and points to major upheavals in the Middle East, interrupts the last ten minutes of a second-generation spin off television show, they damn well better fire the producer who made the decision to cut in! Damn him for allowing most of America to miss out on the identity of the killer in a show that got re-run later in the week anyway. Damn him straight to hell.
Jesus, prioritize people! Sometimes, just sometimes, it sucks to live here.
posted by Neil_spurn at 1:10 PM
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