Much like someone who says “I love this song!” or “I love this movie,” or “That is my favorite restaurant,” when everyone within hearing knows that they love every song/movie/restaurant, that is how I feel about Medau. It’s my favorite street! Next to Pacific, Hyde, John, the list goes on. How cute, how small, how tree-lined, how architecturally pure, how well-loved by tenants, etc. And how I would love to answer, “where do you live,” with “Medau, madame.”
After touring two playgrounds the other day slathered in sunblock I forgot about my least favorite aspect of good weather: slathering yourself with sunblock. Also, the weird sun-headache I get that desires hours of lying on the couch watching movies where someone says “Shall we go to Bath?”
Neighbors – overheard
I’ve been going to a lot of meetings lately in association with my ‘hood. There, I overhear funny things:
(man married-to-someone-else to woman, both in fifties) “My god you are so fucking hot.”
Said in speech on crime to the tel-hi neighborhood, the Cap’t of the Central district admitted, via Peskin, that his laptop was stolen while he was getting coffee from an AssBucks, whoops, I mean FourBucks, oh no it’s Starbucks. Needless to say many boos followed. And Caffe Roma owner brandished his Caffe Roma to-go cup and pointed. When Peskin alluded to the fact that he hoped the Cap’t was discounted @ Roma, Cap’t said: “more like, I have to pay extra.” I’m assuming this is a joke. Have I plugged Caffe Roma enough? Caffe Roma, at: Columbus between Union and Green, right before Rose Pistola.
Worked on the script today and got quite a bit done. Filling in more information earlier, adding another assasination by the Chinese spy, mostly formatting but it’s all good. Getting an idea more on the format, and recruited a very talented post-production person. I think the June date will probably slip, but I’m still trying to get the screenplay out early.