My Level of Composure During the WGA Strike
Ok, it's not quite at Don Knotts level, as a friend described my disposition during the machine-gun-toting- guards-at-St. Patrick's-Cathedral days after 9-11, but it's getting close. And it's only day 2 of the Writer's Guild Strike, .
I'm just not used to this downtime. Or the articles that make it sound like we're a bunch of calligraphers and this thing called the printing press was just invented. (Point of interest - Sumner Redstone was likely alive when the printing press was invented.)
I have to get it together. Time for a hot bath!