Been an odd couple of days. Started out last week, when my fave pair of
walking shoes went south. First, the laces got so stretched out, I had Pam
go get me a new pair. Pain in the ass lacing up sneakers when you can’t see,
because you *always* miss a loop and have to go back. So, I replace the
laces. Same day, about ten minutes into my 5 mile walk, the whole innersole
just tore loose. Sneakers are shot, which sent me to my backup pair. But it
didn’t end there. My office chair was next. The arm’s been iffy for a while,
but I go to get up, and the front half of the arm rest pretty much splits in
half. Took a couple of kabob skewers punched through front-to-back and some
duct tape to shore it up temporarily until I can get a replacement pad
ordered. But that wasn’t all. Following that, my favorite pair of boots,
these suede ones I got out in California about 6 years ago, shred right
along the back heel. Poof. Gone. Today? This morning, my Sennheiser
headphones simply fall apart. Crack right along the arc that holds the
things together where they’re adjustable.
I tell you, it’s getting to the point where I’m afraid to take my dick out
to piss…
Luckily, it’s all minor stuff. I’ve got backup sneakers, backup headphones,
a new pair of work boots that I need to start breaking in, etc. While I’m
ticked about the Sennheisers, overall, these are pretty minor in the grand
scheme of things, and I’ll take the tradeoff any day.
Tradeoff, you say? What tradeoff?
Well, got some extraordinarily good news today that makes the petty stuff
seem, well…petty. The executive producer who wants to bring Visions of
Sarah to the screen updated me on where the company stands in terms of
financing, and I got to see the operating agreement and the financials for
the company for the first time this afternoon. All I can say is, “Wow.” The
budget they’re now working to secure would definitely be enough to make the
film with the kind of production value I could’ve only dreamed about when I
was making The Bunker. These guys want to put seven figures behind the
flick, they’re talking A-list talent, the casting agency they’re working
with is top-shelf, and they are dead-set on a theatrical release.
Selling this script would be huge for me, and not just in terms of it being
a heck of a payday. If the producers land the talent they’re angling for,
the flick’s guaranteed to get a lot of ink. Heck, if just one of the leads
pans out, the flick’d generate buzz. Nobody on the short list for any of the
parts isn’t recognizeable. Even the supporting cast being discussed is made
up of actors just about anybody who occasionally goes to the movies would
know.
There’s a long way to go yet, and I know plenty of people who’ve been down
this road before-some who’ve even gotten paychecks, only to have the film
dead-ended in the middle of pre-production or disappearing in turnaround
purgatory. But still, while little things around the office are falling
apart, negotiations on the screenplay and rights are still going strong.
This property is moving closer and closer to being green-lit every day. So
if I gotta deal with headphones giving up the ghost and sneakers that’ve
walked their last mile…so be it.
I can always buy brand new and better once the first check’s in the bank…
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promise.
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& Willie Nelson (no joke, can you believe this?)
