Hi. Yeah, here I am. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and where have I been? Damn fine question. Obviously, I’ve been trying to mediate the Transit Strike, and that’s been keeping me a little busy. The egos on both sides, you know? And seriously, isn’t there a way for us to get rid of all the negotiators and put some competent people into place? Certainly, the MTA is in need of competent leadership, but nobody is holding their breath.
Actually, I would LOVE to be mediating those talkes, but as I now live in Clinton Hill, Brooklyn, I can’t get to the fucking Grand Hyatt Hotel!!
I’m just praying for no rain (which is supposedly on its way, of course), since this weekend I plan to head into Manhattan and do some serious movie catching-up. We’re talking 10 over the weekend, minimum. I’ll let you know of my progress.
Meanwhile, I’ve got tons to catch-up on going back to last Friday when the great Typepad shutdown made my posting impossible and gave you the privilege of forgetting everything I had written through the week and reliving my “R.I.P. Richard” post over and over again. It was such a joy to see the indieWIRE folks throw my blog up on the giant screen at the Apple Store with it looking like I hadn’t written anything all week. (Not their fault. It was all Typepad.)
Anyway … catch-up, yes. That will come … tomorrow. I have to go to a screening of The Producers now to insure that I don’t somehow accidentally pay for what I unfortunately hear is an awful adaptation. Meanwhile, somehow, if you visit the main indieWIRE page and look under where it says “new in iPOP” and they show four of their recent photos from events, somehow little ol’ not-so-insider that is me appears in two of those shots. Obviously this is an indication that everything around town is dead, people have left for vacation, and indieWIRE is hurting for photos. Hopefully at least one, if not both, of the pics will rotate off that main page soon.
Until (as Fox5 unbelievably seems to love to say verbally and with its graphic) “Illegal Transit Strike” Day 3 …
Out of Focus 