My Monday on set went well. Got there early enough to go through the line quickly, had some yummy breakfast, and got quite a bit of reading done before we even started working. Things got interesting when we were lined up in groups of 16 and assigned a “counselor.” And then the A.D. just had a blast making as many references to summer camp as he could come up with.
I’m sitting comfy like at the drive-thru Starbucks on El Cajon Blvd. This is the second coffee shop stop of the night. We got to Cutter’s in plenty of time to score two tables, but for whatever reason the internet wouldn’t work for our laptops. Unfair.
But I’m glad we moved because these chairs are sooooo much nicer than the ones we had at Cutter’s. And the place just totally cleared out, so we’ve got comfy and quiet all rolled into one Tuesday night.
It’s just delightful.
On the agenda tonight was the guys’ discussion of their 2009 goals, Ry’s and my discussion of the episodic show we want to start up, getting Chris to commit to Disneyland via bribery, and me trying to write at least 1,000 words. I’m at 317 so far. Not feeling as inspired as I was around 3:30 when I was itching to get out of work. We’ll see how this goes.
Because that Dead-Last Brian or whatever I re-named him two posts ago, actually picked to go on last tonight, even when his name didn’t come up last for once. What is with that?
So I hit the road.
Actually, Ryan and New Friend Chris showed up, because I had promised them ample room to read peacefully, and it turns out an overwhelming crowd of Cosmos open night mic-ers made a liar out of me. (Next week I’m getting there at 5:45 to get that darn corner table! You watch me. Just watch me.) So we walked down the street to calm, peaceful, apparently smelling like a nail salon, Starbucks.
Fifteen tries to get online later, and here we are. You gotta love that Starbucks.
PS- Sorry, Brian, for ditching you. You may not know yet, but I’ve left. And we’ll see about next week.
PPS- Katelyn, wish you were here. I might have suffered through for you. But not for Brian.
Also titled, What I Did on My Day Off:
1) Slept to 9:30am
2) Went to work. I know, what’s a day off if you still have to go to work. Don’t worry. I was only there for a 20 minute meeting. Then I had the entire day stretched ahead of me, with no plans. So I improvised.
3) Went to Costco. I’d searched from 10am-10:30am for my box of contacts, as I am currently in desperate need of a new pair. I searched high. I searched low. They were nowhere to be found and I was starting to panic. (Contacts are expensive.) Then I thought to myself, Did I even pick them up from Costco last month? And the truth of the matter was that I had not. Fortunately, Costco keeps them for you, even if you’re a goof like me and don’t pick them up for thirty-seven days.
4) Went browsing at Barnes and Noble. It was crowded.
5) Went to Cutter’s Point with Jenna and Jenn-without-an-A. We’re still here. And I remember all the reasons why I love Cutter’s Point more than Starbucks, besides the free internet and glorious natural sunlight. And yes, I’m working on my writing… in between checking facebook and reading other people’s blogs… I’ve got like 125 words written.
6) Uploaded a few POTDs from the last week.
Explanation: Britt was going to toss this magazine cutout of John Krasinsky, but graciously asked if I wanted it. I told her if I found an 8.5 x 11 frame I would. I did find said frame, and said John is now displayed very prominently over my desk.
Explanaton: Time was running out for this POTD, so I simply set the camera up to take a picture of the room in general, where Ryan and I had been watching How I Met Your Mother episodes for hours. And Jenna came in right in the middle, and totally made it in the shot. I love it.
Went to Cosmos tonight with Katelyn and Brian. As is the case on Tuesday nights, Brian was playing for open mic. I’ve gone a total of three times since July. “Dead Last Brian” as he will henceforth be called, of course was slotted to play the grand finale. The picture of the day comes from the first ten minutes of our three hour wait at the coffee shop, and I just love Katelyn’s face so much here that it beat out a picture of Brian actually playing. Such is life.
So while waiting for Dead Last Brian to do his thing, I hunkered down at a corner table with a book just in from the library: The Forest for the Trees (An Editor’s Advice to Writers). It’s good. Definitely kept me entertained for three hours and about 10 not very good performances. (Seriously. One guy was singing about dinosaurs.)