Dear Diary – Day 2

Dear Diary: Today, like most days, I’m running one-hundred and fifty miles in a lot of directions simultaneously. My in-box sounds like Ms. Pac Girl on steroids. Ping. Ping. Ping. Twenty-five...

Dreaming

I had a dream the other night, I got off an elevator and as the doors closed behind me they faded into the wall. I began running down what looked like an endless hallway. No doors. No exits. The...

How To Become A Line Producer

First – let’s determine your ability to withstand pain and pressure.  The type of pain and pressure associated with being hurled into space at 2000 miles per hour in a tin can, reminiscent of...

A Budget is like Silly Putty

Silly Putty – a popular toy during the 50’s and 60’s.  It was housed in a bright red plastic egg case, and could bounce, stretch, and take on various shapes.  It was meant to occupy a...