Writers Strike Provides Distraction

There are 10,000 writers marching in front of my building right now, making their way west on Hollywood Blvd.

It's times like this that I wish I had listened to Josh when he said, "you should really go with a digital camera that uses AA batteries, rather than a rechargeable. You know that when that crucial photo-op comes you're camera is going to unexpectedly die." He was right. I got about 4 crappy pictures before I was instructed to change my battery pack.

I was first disrupted by multiple long, deep train-like horns. I thought myself, "hmm, that's odd. There are no trains on Hollywood and Cahuenga." So I went out to investigate. The horns I heard were actually coming from 4 or 5 eighteen wheelers which were ever-so slowly paving the way for 10,000 picketing would-be writers dressed in red and chanting, "when I say 'union' you say 'power' 'union'... 'POWER', 'union'... 'POWER'!!" There were people on stilts, in costumes, helicopters in the sky and more camera crews than I could care to begin counting.

But alas... my attempt at amateur journalism is halted by the fact that my camera is out of batteries. That's not a good sign.

Our plight as writers

I've officially decided to pledge my allegiance to the writers strike. Sure, I realize I'm not actually an employed writer and thus not legitimately striking from anything, but I just want them to know where my loyalty lies. And yeah, it's not like I'm going to stop writing blog entries or anything because let's face it folks, this is the only creative outlet I have left... for the moment. So I'm really just joining the writers strike in spirit, I suppose.

But now that I think about it, I'm not going to get to watch new episodes of my favorite shows. They're sort of betraying me, as a fan and supporter of their work. Come to think of it, maybe this is my opportunity to strike! No no, not 'strike' like I was talking about before; 'strike' as in lunge, attack. Yes! Here's my window to get noticed, amidst lack of true professional talent... THAT'S IT! Fuck the writers strike! The fair weather is shifting my way!!

BUUUAAHAHAHAA!!!