Thursday, June 22, 2006

They got me. Go on. Just leave me. Save yourself.

Got another email from that company looking for reviewers. This time at least, they asked me to review a documentary on independant filmmakers.

Why you ask? Because they read my info and realized I AM an indie filmmaker? No.

Because I wrote a blog mentioning Robert Redford. And he's kind of known for creating this tiny film festival called Sundance. It's little. Barely even worth bringing up.

At least it's better than being known for poop. I AM reputable when it comes to indie filmmaking. Poop? Well, let's just say I only have time for one hobby.


Tracy Lynn said...

Dude, you are quite seriously killing me. A thousand tiny deaths, is what is going on here. From the laughing, for crissakes.

Schrodinger's Kitten said...

ok - no more. I don't want you to die on my watch. I'm going to start reporting on the state of Iraq and the seriousness of herpes. That's it. all the time. nothing else.

Tracy Lynn said...

Personally, I think you could make the Apocalypse sound amusing. I am resigned to my fate.

Fitèna said...

lol! Wll you e getting paid for that, au moins?