Been as busy as a three armed bandit. Got the pitch agreement from the production company and now they want a logline and synopsis for the romantic comedy, which meant that I had to go back and re-read the script to refresh my memory. God, it does have some really funny lines which I'd forgotten about.
"If you showed any more cleaveage, you'd have to carry your boobs on a silver platter."
"Being handcuffed makes me famished."
"I choked on a hot dog at Yankee Stadium."
"This is a wedding, not a Memorial Day parade."
In other news, I sent MOTHERHOOD off on a wing and a prayer and once I get the synop done, want to get back to refreshing my other rom com THE ORACLE OF ORCHARD STREET. Today I also thought of another killer high concept comedy (three in fact) but I ain't gonna tell ya cos as Larry Brody of TV Writer.com warns, "there are thieves among us."
I'm overjoyed that Bush's Faith Based Magical Mystery Social Insecurity Tour is going down in flames and that his approval ratings are slip sliding away, down, down, down.
Heather dyed her hair caramel brown (looks good, it brings out the blue in her baby blues). As my own Valentine's Day present to myself, I went to the hair salon and got a new do (my mother doesn't like it, she wants it short and I want it long) and I made brownies. I'm just a regular Wonder Woman.
And Adrienne, if you read this, meow meow.