Bedtime stories
Jan. 17th, 2008 10:00 pmEarly tonight, because I have three court appearances tomorrow and several next week in addition to an all-day seminar I'm speaking at.
Best license plate, year to date, seen on Maple Road today:

I hope most of the locals will remember that. For those that don't, this is probably as good a place to start as any. For decades, those words, punctuated by a ? and a !, respectively, meant a day at the low-rent district of local themeparkery. Think Seabreeze in Rochester, or the legendary Jolly Roger of my own Long Island childhood- a free-parking, slightly dangerous collection of carny rides and cheap Wild West shows which pale in comparison to even Six Flags class stuff, let alone Disney. (For a time, to capitalize on the Canuckistani shopping crowd, they even renamed the place Two Flags Over Niagara. That lasted until the owner of a local lawn-fete-carny operator bought it up, right around the time we moved back here, and gave it back its original name.)
Even though the place hasn't used that slogan in any significant advertising in decades, it's one of those local pieces of ad-biz parlance that long outlived the campaign. It's fun to see someone actually paying for the privilege of having that memory next to his tailpipe.
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So the Directors Guild negotiated a new contract, months in advance of it expiring and with significant advances for its members in existing pay scales and for new media. No fuss, no picketing of major events, no millionaire writers crying in their lattes over how they're being repressed.
Meanwhile, the head of the IATSE, whose members in anime and reality are being poached by the Writers Guild in a union-jurisdiction power grab, likened the WGA leadership to a "clown car."
There's a thought. Maybe the unemployed low-scale writers and other trades affected by this clusterfuck can all get jobs in clown suits at Fantasy Island this summer.
Best license plate, year to date, seen on Maple Road today:
I hope most of the locals will remember that. For those that don't, this is probably as good a place to start as any. For decades, those words, punctuated by a ? and a !, respectively, meant a day at the low-rent district of local themeparkery. Think Seabreeze in Rochester, or the legendary Jolly Roger of my own Long Island childhood- a free-parking, slightly dangerous collection of carny rides and cheap Wild West shows which pale in comparison to even Six Flags class stuff, let alone Disney. (For a time, to capitalize on the Canuckistani shopping crowd, they even renamed the place Two Flags Over Niagara. That lasted until the owner of a local lawn-fete-carny operator bought it up, right around the time we moved back here, and gave it back its original name.)
Even though the place hasn't used that slogan in any significant advertising in decades, it's one of those local pieces of ad-biz parlance that long outlived the campaign. It's fun to see someone actually paying for the privilege of having that memory next to his tailpipe.
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So the Directors Guild negotiated a new contract, months in advance of it expiring and with significant advances for its members in existing pay scales and for new media. No fuss, no picketing of major events, no millionaire writers crying in their lattes over how they're being repressed.
Meanwhile, the head of the IATSE, whose members in anime and reality are being poached by the Writers Guild in a union-jurisdiction power grab, likened the WGA leadership to a "clown car."
There's a thought. Maybe the unemployed low-scale writers and other trades affected by this clusterfuck can all get jobs in clown suits at Fantasy Island this summer.
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Date: 2008-01-18 06:24 pm (UTC)