Man. I never thought a day job would knock me out like this. But it’s getting better — today they moved my computer to a desk that has a lot more room (actually the way the room is set up it has these built-in counters all along the walls — for some reason the woman that preceded me in my position had squashed herself in a corner in between the entrance and a pillar, and now I’ve got a whole kingdom of wall and counter all to myself) so it makes me feel even more like they are going to keep me. On the other hand, this temp salary is the pits — I drive 36 miles every day (18 miles one way) and I can only be glad I don’t drive the gas guzzlers I used to in the past. Still, I find I’m spending about $35.00 every week and a half, which really cuts into my food and wine budget.
Hey, wine is good for you. The doctors say so! Jesus drank wine. SNAP as far as I am concerned.
Anyway. I have a few things to post about — nothing momentous, like about the campaign for prez (like that’s momentous anymore — the minute people actually began basing their decision on who should lead the country by how much melanin was in their skin was the day the US of A jumped the shark as far as I am concerned) — just chatter about stuff I’ve been watching on tv via Netflix, reading, etc. Light stuff.
Oh okay, here’s a teaser: in my burgeoning If You Didn’t Know Hollywood Was Out of Touch and Provincial This Would Be A Clue file, goes this article on Steven Moffat, who turned down a chance to write for Steven Spielberg (which would, in the H-wood parlance, be referred to as “being part of Spielberg’s stable of writers” — come on, you know it would) to become the new executive producer of Doctor Who, replacing Russell “Everyone Will Be Bisexual In the Future, Yes They Will!” Davies in 2010. More about which subject anon, but this is the quote from the article that caught my eye:
One Hollywood insider said: “No one walks away from Spielberg and all that money for a show no one has heard of. I mean, what is this doctor show about? It sounds a little silly.”
Yep. This show is as old as I am, people, and is about as famous a British entertainment export as the Beatles, with which it is more or less contemporary. But this “Hollywood insider” has never heard of it. I’ll bet he (or she, or heshe) knows just how many corns Madonna has these days, though.
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July 22nd, 2008 at 7:41 pm
Hey, Jesus didn’t just drink wine, he MADE it, so you surely are doing Holy Work drinking it.
As to the H’wood clown, yeah, so what. The sun shines out their ass, big deal. Come the post apocalyptic meltdown we’ll be staking them out to draw the zombies.
July 22nd, 2008 at 7:52 pm
When we’ll find out the answer to the great, unasked question: can zombies become vegetarians?
July 22nd, 2008 at 11:45 pm
The real problem, from a zombie point of view, is that they like to eat brains. They’re really gonna be put out when they come shambling up to find all they get is Hollywood insiders.
Anyway, welcome back. Glad you’re fitting into the new job, hope it takes.
July 25th, 2008 at 10:48 am
Well, considering that “this doctor show” has been around in various incarnations since the 1960s, and no one in Hollywood admits to being over 25, I’m not too surprised.
But seriously: that guy is an idiot. No wonder Hollywood produces so much dreck; they can’t get their heads out of their own anuses long enough to realize there are other places in the world making entertainment. (Then again: I’d hate to see the Hollywood version of Dr. Who.)