Poor People Gonna Rise Up...

... take what's theirs...

Nick(/Emma) enjoying the Wii I've granted them. It must be nice to be in a loving relationship *and* have fun with the Wii.

Of course, everything I love betrays me eventually...

No word yet from the Western District, so don't ask.

Spoke with my lawyer briefly, he told me about an agent at Paradigm who's interested in me. In passing, he also mentioned agents at two other agencies who *weren't* interested in me based on the script—but he reassured me that "it was just personal"... Personal taste, I think he meant. He tried to explain further—that these two agents just weren't looking for "genre-writers"—but the damage was done.

This is my problem. It's the people who DON'T want me that I fixate on.

Some scattershot links for you today, and I'm not even going to try to make them relate:

Food Network Fires Mario Batali!

New York City restaurants are like that Pixar movie!
(Hint: not Toy Story.)

This one's older, but: UGLY QUEER FAMILIES NEED NOT APPLY!

Don't you know, you better run run run run run....