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Friday, March 19, 2004 NnnnnOOOOOO! A friend of mine writes "Vasectomies are O.K. until you realize they don't lead to more nookie." But I've said to Pam "Dude, from now on I'm picturing like quickies on the kitchen floor, morning glories, afternoon delights... I think it'll really help my writing..." And everything else: a new era will dawn, in which David Eddie rises like a Phoenix from Arizona, my bling-bling blinding, the rims on my Escalade still spinning long after I've parked. Tossing the keys to a valet, who can't wait to get behind the wheel... Sorry about the infrequent posts. My brain is like Big Blue vs. Kasparov, working on the script...or my critics might say like one of those room-filling 1950s computers, the kind that used cards with holes punched in them, solving a simple arithmetic problem, starting to smoke, and shake... Either way, not a lot of RAM for anything else... Wednesday, March 10, 2004 "You've gotta have a plot! You've gotta have a plot!" a friend of mine said to me today. "What? In my script? I do! Don't worry about it. I got a kick-ass plot in this one..." "No-- in your life, Dave. You've gotta have a plot in your life. Doesn't matter what kind of plot: horror, sci-fi, romantic comedy, domestic drama, whatever. There's got to be a plot..." "Oh..." It's true, doesn't seem to be much of a plot in my life, lately. I'm working hard, haven't been socializing much. Not shaving much... My beard's so prickly, today... WAIT! This is too procrastinatorial. And what about you, dear reader? Sitting around reading about some guy's beard? Get back to work!
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