Monday, April 10, 2006

M*********S

I'm watching a Seinfeld rerun. I never realized Amanda Peet played the woman Jerry dated who lived with the "dude" (also the catfight/Scarsdale Surprise episode if that means anything to you.) Even back then one could see glimmers of Amanda's genius.

I heard a gunshot outside (I'm at home). It was a couple of blocks away. Interesting. It was a single gunshot, not a series. I guess the shooter hit his target or got his point across.

I have a new idea for a screenplay. Yes, my other idea still needs to be written. It will be. This new idea can be summed up in one eleven-letter word. I can't say the word now. You reader(s) could take my idea and run with it and then spend the rest of your days sipping Kersschwasser. From a shell, in a Franklin Hills mansion. I will tell you this: I'm coming back to comedy.

I liked my job today.

Some would argue that the eleven letters should be split into two words, one with four letters and one with seven. I would argue that they are wrong. It's edgier with one word. This thing will write itself.

3 comments:

Jason B. said...

Oblique yet revealing. Oblique. The word of the year so far.

NBA picks?

blueprint b. said...

Phoenix over Cleveland in the finals

Anonymous said...

I agree - one word is better. Hopefully it will be bigger than the Kevin Smith film using the same first four letters.

Fmr. Crobar gye