How's it sit? Pretty cunning, don'tchya think?

Jayne ,'The Message'


Natter 56: ...we need the writers.  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


lisah - Jan 15, 2008 12:10:54 pm PST #3423 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate

And I bet it's killing sara but she won't correct anyone - shouldn't it be chile? At least in conjunction with green

OH! I knew I was wrong and forgot to go back and correct it. der.

Except I think the last time I had a sparkling red (shiraz?) it was too sweet for me. And I like sweet!

I don't like sweet so...maybe not? Now I'm confused!


Kat - Jan 15, 2008 12:15:49 pm PST #3424 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

Lisa, what I have had hasn't been overly sweet, at least for sparkling. It's worth a try at the very least.


Susan W. - Jan 15, 2008 12:30:04 pm PST #3425 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

I have never had a sparkling red wine, but I'd like to try it.

And for some reason I'm craving sangria all of a sudden.

I want to earn a living wage and get out of debt and walk out at the end of every day with at least a scrap of mental energy that I can use for more interesting things, but this isn't my dream job. In the 9-5 responsible grownup sense of the phrase, I'm pretty sure I have no dream jobs at all.

t nods


juliana - Jan 15, 2008 12:34:11 pm PST #3426 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

I want to earn a living wage and get out of debt and walk out at the end of every day with at least a scrap of mental energy that I can use for more interesting things, but this isn't my dream job. In the 9-5 responsible grownup sense of the phrase, I'm pretty sure I have no dream jobs at all.

Unless the job is something like Theatrical Artistic Director/Managing Director/whathaveyou, I'm with JZ. Unfortch, the theater jobs I see posted are $20K less than what I'm making now. Cannot afford.


Liese S. - Jan 15, 2008 12:39:08 pm PST #3427 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Okay, the second person today has called me "young lady" over the phone. WTF?


JZ - Jan 15, 2008 12:41:25 pm PST #3428 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Heh, Susan. I'm completely unsurprised that we share a brain on this.

I've been watching the MSCL DVDs and just getting sad at how much time I wasted not following up on things I cared about -- I remember loving the show so much, being so amazed at its novelistic complexity and narrative richness and noting the places each member of the writing staff took the stories and characters, and I actually started working on a spec script to send to Winnie Holzman if they managed to pull off the miracle of a renewal for season 2.

And then, when it was cancelled, instead of reminding myself that it was one show, that Bedford Falls was a going concern with more shows in the works and each of the writers was moving on to new projects that would surely need new writers, I just... dropped it, and forgot about it, and frittered away the next couple of years on stupid shit (and some good shit that I also failed to follow through on, dumbass me).

My total true dream job would absolutely be "member of the writing staff of a Bedford Falls show," and when I look at my long-ago writings I don't see any reason for me not to be doing that right now, except clinical depression and self-sabotage and just a general mid-20s slackery sense that time was limitless and I could fuck around for ages before bearing down professionally. And now I'm a few months off from 40 and trying to find some way to do something more productive than kick my decade-younger self's ass.

Curse you, passage of time! And you, awareness of mortality, you bitch!


erikaj - Jan 15, 2008 12:44:54 pm PST #3429 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

George Pelecanos(apparently) spent his twenties getting high and selling appliances.(Sometimes at the very same moment.) This is my very favorite making of a best-seller ever. By which, I mean that it's not really too late unless what you really want is a career as a youthful phenom. And look how that worked for Britney.


Vortex - Jan 15, 2008 12:55:12 pm PST #3430 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

My dream job is managing director of a regional theatre. big enough to matter, but not huge enough for unending stress. I can even make decent money doing it, but I'd have to work my way up and I can't afford the pay cut right now. Come on, lottery!


NoiseDesign - Jan 15, 2008 12:59:21 pm PST #3431 of 10001
Our wings are not tired

On the whole I have, in many ways, my dream career. There are still plenty of soul sucking days and I do all kinds of stupid shit where I drop the ball and miss the details on things. At times I get down on myself about it, but I try to cut myself a break when I can. The fact is, even with a job you adore, work is work. Sometimes it is very rewarding, sometimes it is just long and arduous and you just want to take a nap. At least, that's my experience with it.


Matt the Bruins fan - Jan 15, 2008 1:03:13 pm PST #3432 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

The sparkling red I linked to above is pretty sweet, it tastes like red grape juice with a little bit of alcohol kick. But it's not cloying—I've had a wine from Israel that was so sugary I couldn't get past the first sip.