Tag Archives: musing

Good Times Roll

That night there was something of a party at the hotel. Not an official industry type party, nothing that formal, although there were some industry people there. Like Jordan. And some friends. Like Matthew. I guess it was more of a mass hangout than a party, do you know what I mean? I had a […]

To Be A Lover

I got drunk that night with Bart, after watching Louis’s “dailies.” Louis finally said more than two sentences in a row, and actually went on quite a bit while pointing at the screen and describing various nuances of the effects. “It looks awesome,” I told him. “Seriously.” This was before the drinking really started, so […]