lifeline

i am here at VCCA in southern virginia tapping away. For once i am actually getting stuff done. Working on the "levon" and also writing up the pilot for the Underminer although i possess no illusions that it will actually be produced. I just want people to see that i can write funny dialogue in a TV format. Who these "people" are and who I think I am are not questions i am addressing at this time :)

Anywhoozle, i forgot how powerfully productive i can be in Virginia. It reminds me of all the books i read, papers i wrote, weepy poetry i warbled while growing up in Springfield and attending Uva. Maybe its because of the lack of stimulus here. I have walked around, stood near a baby cow, pet a horse, ate a lot of food, and gone back to my laptop, for a week now. Two weeks to go...

After whining once again how i have no money and the 6 places that owe me money have yet to pay me (I just got an email from one saying they dont know when they can pay me because times are so hard. bite me!) My pal Nic told me i need to ask my guardian angel for a lifeline. I tried last night while i was falling asleep but maybe the guardian angels have wifi....so:

guardian angel -- you are actually quite good at your job and have kept me fairly safe and healthy. I can think of numerous times you have saved my ass from danger -- including, most recently, making sure i wasnt on the dance floor of that weird Sandals resort when a lighting fixture fell and slammed into the crowd. But here's the thing: after all the chaos of 09, and being stripped of almost all sources of income, i need a lifeline -- something that pays me well for writing or performing or both. They are the only things i am good at. You have until February 28th when my rent is due...