So, I have actually had a good couple of days. I had a pitch with PitchQ. They’re a service that records your pitch and posts it online. I submitted a pitch to a specific call and got to go in and record it without paying the usual fee on the website. It was a really great experience. The guy behind the service is really cool, supportive, and open about the process. He says they accept about 2-3% of the pitches they receive, and then have about a 1% success rate.
He also said if you’ve written a zombie script, you’re in. Which reminds me that I have that zombie idea that I keep meaning to write about. It’s actually web series in my mind — but maybe I could Love Actually that thing up.
And I found out last week that I got a promotion — I’ll now be Lead AE on a full season of a reality show, which is exciting. It won’t start until February, but it’s a decent raise, and an excellent job. I’ll even get to edit the webisodes, which I am stoked about. Because I have a strong attachment to the idea that the web is the new distribution method… as soon as it figures out how to do that.
I also watched the entire first season (so far) of Glee. Which I love. Like, I want to work on that show because it is everything I love: musical numbers, awkward high schoolers, comically over the top bad guys you love, and occasional really touching and honest moments. Also, the gayness. The only thing that would make it better would be otters.
From last night:
1. Zombies were attacking and every time anyone felt under the weather they had to be chained up outside on the roof until it was clear that they were not turning into Zombies. I blame F for showing me Plants vs Zombies.
2. I was writing a paper for a history class in High School where my old student teacher who is now married to my step-cousin, Mary Leslie, was the teacher. I was writing a really long involved thing on how the conflicting policies of George Washington and Thomas Jefferson and their actions in divorcing the British Government and forming their own led to the Civil War. If this is in any way true, I have no idea, but it sounds interesting.
3. I shot Count Olaf and planted his fingerprints on the gun to save the Baudelaire children. They came to live with me in California. This is strange because I haven’t even read all those Series of Unfortunate Events books.
4. This turned out not to be a dream, but I thought it was when I woke up. The zombie dream woke me up and I felt really terrible — nauseous — so I looked at my email on my phone. I had an email from HuffPo about Obama winning the peace prize. That didn’t make any sense, because I’ve never gotten email from HuffPo and also what? When I woke up I decided it was a dream that sort of made sense that it would happen some day if he ever managed to end the war on gays, drugs, health, Afghanistan, and/or Iraq. But then it wasn’t a dream, and I was confused, because he hasn’t done any of that.
Actually, I feel a bit sorry for Obama. He already had enough pressure on him, this is just adding to it. It’s politically sort of not that great for him because he’s got nothing he can really point to and be like “Yes, look at what I did!” I think we treat him like a man who can do a lot more than the system allows him to. In reality, decisions are made by a bunch of assholes in Congress who play to their bases instead of the good of the country.
We’re currently occupying and waging wars in two separate Muslim countries and making clear we reserve the “right” to attack a third. Someone who made meaningful changes to those realities would truly be a man of peace. It’s unreasonable to expect that Obama would magically transform all of this in nine months, and he certainly hasn’t. Instead, he presides over it and is continuing much of it. One can reasonably debate how much blame he merits for all of that, but there are simply no meaningful “peace” accomplishment in his record — at least not yet — and there’s plenty of the opposite. That’s what makes this Prize so painfully and self-evidently ludicrous. – Glenn Greenwald