SHORT:
Actors will work with someone named Christopher and be like it was a BLAST to work with phephe and ur like what did you say and they’ll look at you with the straightest face in the world and repeat “phephe” and point to the man named Christopher again…
MEDIUM:
I attended ATX TV Fest this weekend (where I won the pitch competition! and then attended panels on the the strike & such). Most of the weekend’s festivities were held inside the haunted Driskill hotel (ATX Fest HQ), but I made sure to occasionally pop out, grab a taco, and dissociate while listening to whatever HAIM song the establishment pumped through the speakers. I would die for HAIM and/but we, as a culture, have to admit that every song sounds like they’re singing it while riding down a bumpy road.
LONG:
My pitch was manic because I had a show until 10pm the night prior, left for the airport at 3am, boarded at 6am, landed at 9am, and pitched at 1pm. I spent the rest of the day celebrating* at a series of happy hours and parties.
*standing dead-eyed in the corner while eating 50-100 of the free Twix bars and stuffed mushrooms provided.
I also got “sir”-d more in Texas than anywhere else on earth. At first I was shocked, but then I realized it’s because every guy in Texas is a little b*tch trying to present as otherwise — zing! I blent right in…
You would think, because I went to Texas, that my Snack Of The Week would be from there, but actually it’s from right here in NYC, baybee! Earlier this evening, I dined at the dessert shoppe Morgenstern's BANANAS and had delicious salted peanut butter soft serve with Koala Chow topping (and another scoop of ube cookies & cream). It wins Snack Of The Week hands-down (pics included at end of this thing).
Runner-up SOTW’s include 1. the Nashville hot tofu tacos I had at Velvet Taco and 2. the almond croissant I kept trying to eat quietly while the showrunner of Vampire Diaries was talking to us (but it kept making so much noise every time I tried to reach into the bag and pull it out, and everyone kept looking over at me, so I pulled my hand out of the bag, but that also made a noise, so, at the end of the day, I should’ve just pulled it out and eaten it). When I finally did eat it, it was delicious and got all over my shirt.
There’s more to talk about re: this weekend, but I’m watching this video at the same time as I’m writing this, so I’m a bit distracted.
Highlights include: 1) sitting in the lobby with the creators of Cheers at 10pm when everyone else had gone home but I had to charge my phone just enough to call an Uber & 2) getting stopped at the airport because my birth year was entered as 1966 on my boarding pass so I went back to the United counter and the woman was like “who entered it wrong? Ur mom?” and I was like, uh no, pretty sure it was me. Considering I’m the one who made my flights. Because I’m 26 years old.
Isn’t it awesome that I graduated school, but am still frantically banging these out at 12:30am, moments before they are supposed to land in your inbox?
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