No Sheep Balls

If you're looking for clever imagery or a hee-larious story of Asian tomfoolery, go to webofliesanddeceit.blogspot.com
-- because this is just a boring, colorless update post.

No lamb's testicles, I promise. So you might wanna leave now. If you're into that kind of thing.

Tonight with a little pinot grigio and a little Joshua Redman, I got through the bulk of the heavy lifting on the Dismal revision. (I wish, by the way, not only that I shared Greg's worldly travels but also his ability to put text in italics.)

It feels pretty good. And it'll be really great to hear it, during the table read we have scheduled for Sunday morning. Eight actors from the local university will be reading through the script -- which will help immensely.

Really a screenplay is not a written document but an oral and aural one, so I'm forever grateful to these young'uns for taking the time to do this.

Sunday afternoon, we hold our first casting session for supporting roles. Looking forward to that, too.

Sent scripts to two Pretty Cool Mainly TV Actor Guys so they can check it out and consider playing the bad guy, Croaker. Both of whom are on my wife's two favorite shows, so either would be a hit.

Man, I'm shivering like lamb's testicles, I'm so excited.

Oops. I promised.