average life

Okay, that’s the last gritty crime drama I watch for a while. Holy crap. Great movie, but intense. I loved him in Lonesome Jim, but it was this movie that cemented Casey Affleck as a lead man for me. If you liked The Departed, you’ll love Gone Baby Gone.

The barsteraunt next door is having trivia night tonight. If I weren’t in my PJs, I’d head on over there and kick some trash. Ha! I kid. Not about the trash kicking, because I totally would. Or about the PJs, because I totally am…in…PJs.

Sigh.

You remember that commercial I wrote? The one with the bricks and the neighbors and the mild amusement? Well, that client is doing another commercial and my boss liked the scripts that I submitted. So I might have another commercial on the air, with more bricks and mild amusement.

Speaking of bricks.

Today, I was writing a script for said commercial and I realized that if I submitted it I would officially be a hack writer. It involved a brick dressed up like Albert Einstein. Let me repeat that: A BRICK DRESSED LIKE ALBERT EINSTEIN. Now I admit that I’m not the best writer in the world, actually, I barely am a writer, but I consider myself one step above hack. Maybe a half-step. I laughed out loud at my hack script. Not because it was funny, but because it was a script for a commercial that if it came on television while I was watching it, it would make me turn the channel. I would hate it. I would curse the writer. And I would be the writer. I closed the Word document and started a new script that might possibly be racist against Mexicans. With context, I think it will be fine.

But at least it is funny.