It’s Done
And I need to post quickly to meet my posting deadline of midnight because I just stayed up late and watched Wim Wender’s “Wings of Desire” and I have less then 15 minutes to make sure this doesn’t fuck up.
And I need to post quickly to meet my posting deadline of midnight because I just stayed up late and watched Wim Wender’s “Wings of Desire” and I have less then 15 minutes to make sure this doesn’t fuck up.
I can’t believe it, but I am going for, I even to hate to write it here, a colonoscopy, tomorrow. I am tripped out, distracted and kind of oddly curious. I have rarely had any procedures in my life and have never been knocked all the way out. And given my adventure seeking nature, I crave new experiences, even if they are invasive, embarrassing and kind of gross. If I had my choice however, I would not do this. But the reason I am doing it is my doctor noted that I am in fact 50, it is time, (thankfully it’s only once every 10 years) and my insurance is covering the bulk of it and who knows how long I’ll have insurance.
Or two for one, that is both today’s and yesterday’s posts. Just as I was getting ready to head down to post in the lobby yesterday, (see posting below for reference) Wendy and Faith called me and told me they were picking me up NOW and I needed to be downstairs ASAP. I figured I could try to post from the restaurant the closing festival party was at so I dragged my computer along, but no luck.
So, I got another godamn grant rejection today, but I am in Sedona, away from home, seeing films, hanging out, seeing new landscape, appreciating my good fortune and thanking both Wendy and Cynthia for their support, while I worry my internal worry beards like a string of tattooed pearls.
It’s 5:42 and I have finished my major obligation here, which was to co-present with my entertainment attorney about how to get your film out there, legally and as efficiently as possible. Given that your odds of getting a feature narrative distributed is less than 5%, this is nothing to be disregarded, even though I have.
So, what to say. I’m in Sedona in film festival land and it is familiar and new at the same time.
