So it's finally fall. We were still up in the mid-80s at the beginning of the week, which sort of blew; aside from being hot and sweaty in our window-unit-only apartment, there was the added bonus of no trash service on Monday for Columbus Day, and let me tell you what--there is nothing quite like the smell of hot garbage on Steinway Street on a Monday afternoon. So yeah, I was ready for fall.
The cold hit quickly, during the day yesterday, so of course I'm already sniffling and sneezing. I swung by Duane Reade today and picked up Nyquil--oh, excuse me, let me look.... ah, Duane Reade Night Time. Plus Duane Reade Day Time, plus a vitamin C supplement. If I remember to take the vitamin C every day, and wear my socks to bed (don't argue with me on this, wife!), I won't catch colds. I swear.
I've kept busy this week not doing much of anything. I've spent a lot of time using my fancy Friend Blaster program to rack up friends (and therefore, hopefully, views and contacts) for the FOC MySpace and the Karl & Bernie MySpace. It's an automated program, but every once in a while you have to check on it and type in a nonsense code so it'll continue. Which is a pain, but still a helluva lot easier than doing it manually. Anyway, we've got a bunch of views and response to the first short, so that's good. We shoot Amber's part of the next short on Monday, but then Welsby comes into town like a week after she leaves, so I had to do a quick script for a third short last weekend in order to have something to shoot when he's here. And then we'll go back and pick up the other half of the second one (which will end up being the third one... confusing, right?) after that.
God, it seems like I should have more interesting things to say, since I haven't done this recently... but I'm afraid that's just not the case.
Oh well. Here's the trailer I just saw today for Charlie Wilson's War, which stars Tom Hanks and Julia Roberts and Philip Seymour Hoffman and was written by Aaron Sorkin (which gets no mention in the trailer) and directed by the great Mike Nichols, whose career I would like to have.
