Oh, the state of the arts in Richmond is in a downward spiral. So, that has me kind of down. Otherwise, the weather is beautiful, with a capital B. 70 degrees, sunny and the trees are all changing into the most amazing blaze of color. One red tree really got my attention yesterday, it looked like it was on fire. Fall in the Southeast I love more than any season anywhere. First, you get a season. Second, it is warm, so you don’t have to suffer with the usual “season change” blues that we of the northern climes suffer. Third, it’s warm until January and then we get one ice storm, everyone freaks out and drives like maniacs and then it’s warm again.
What else? I’ve had a busy social week—we went to the AICP “Best of the Commercials” show on Wednesday, which was pretty interesting. There are some really funny ad campaigns that I’ve never even seen before—such as “Gary Busey Week” on TBS and a really funny VW ad with a dragrace. But, what was really annoying (there’s always something) were the advertising students in the audience—they were yelling and whooping through the whole thing, they ate a damn lot of the food that the rest of us paid a FULL PRICE ticket for and well, they were just annoying. As in, “I’m getting a fancy cool degree in advertising, so therefore I can make fun of anything that I don’t deem cool enough.” I have three words for these newbies: Get A Job. I don’t know why it annoyed me so much other than my usual pet peeves: unbridled youth, loudness in movie theaters and ungrateful snide attitudes.
Oh, and there is this other “incident” that I’m kind of peeved about. Okay, so I’m on the board of this professional organization and one of our board members works for a cool production company. So, I met the owner of said cool production company and we talked for a while about film. I found out he’s making a film in town and I offered to help out because 1. It sounded like a really interesting project and 2. I studied film. So, fast forward to last week where I run into Cool Production Company Owner at another event, at which point I introduce him to Daryl. I believe they said maybe two words two each other. Later in the evening CPCO comes up to me and says “Hey, I’d love to have your fiancé stop by the studio so I can pick his brain about my screenplay.” I said, “Okay, that sounds great. I’ll let him know. And, you know, I’d love to help out as well.” Fine—I’m all for Daryl getting started in the film industry. Then, he comes up to me again before the night is over and says the same thing! Mind you, Daryl is at the same party, why CPCO cannot go directly up to him is beyond me. So, that kind of annoyed me, but I just brushed it off.
So, fast forward to AICP event where I run into CPCO again. I say “Hi, what did you think of the show?” He says, “Yeah, there was some good stuff. Listen, tell your fiancé to stop by my studio. I’d love to talk to him about my film.” Again, Daryl is standing 5 feet from us. Does CPCO say “Hi” to Daryl? No. Does he say ANYTHING to Daryl? No. Apparently, I am the secretary in this situation. I would like to clarify that I want Daryl to succeed, and if this is the way to go about it, then so be it. What annoys me is the totally chauvinistic attitude CPCO has taken with this whole thing, when he hasn’t even made the effort to speak to Daryl (who, BTW is one of the friendliest people on earth). It’s just so annoying to me that when you tell someone that a guy is into film, it’s like they are in the presence of a possible Coppola. When you tell them that a girl is into film, they just think you must be writing a Nora Ephron film. SO ANNOYING! I mean, honestly, I’m not jealous, I’m just kind of hurt that CPCO can’t seem to fathom that I might have just as much talent as a guy. ARGH! Though, I have to say it is really interesting to meet someone who is unabashedly sexist as opposed to trying to pretty-it-up. All I have to say is, watch out CPCO, the game is ON!
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