November 6, 2007
Got another box of books from Amazon last night. I'm kind of mystified by the titles: I Thought I Was The Crazy One: 201 Ways to Identify and Deal With A Wacky, Artist Husband, and 501 Spanish Verbs. Somehow, I don't think these are books I ordered. Ha.

Actually, I'm reading Understanding Comics: The Invisible Art by Scott McCloud. Very inspiring and entertaining. Jason Strykowski lent me his copy. Learning quite a bit about the nuance of my chosen profession.

Working strong, thanks to the Swami Swash (that's the backwash from the intent, not the adherance to the principal). Scratchboard feels good. Loosy Goosy is the name of the game and I'm in the Goose Groove. Sorry for all the mixed metaphors.

Royal Wade Kimes called me yesterday and said he is going to film a music video for his "Apache Kid" track (#15). He's got a crack crew but they want to film in Oklahoma. No way! I said. We need to film this in Arizona. I've got the stagecoach, I've got the Apache models, I know exactly how this video should look and feel. He's checking with the crew to see if they'll make the hike to the land of 90 degrees in November. More on that as it progresses.

Read the review of the DVD for Seinfeld (Season 9) in this morning's Arizona Republic. I had to smile at this line, "The four main characters are sentenced to a year in prison, and the last dialogue heard is a carbon copy of the opening dialogue heard in the pilot show." In other words, It's bookended. Ha.

"Rule number one: no bookends. Rule number two: no bookends. Rule number three: no rules."
—Old Screenwriter saying