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Thursday, February 03, 2005

I'm not asking that every agent and editor/publisher involved in the book business run right out and see "Sideways." I'm demanding it.

Yeah! You!

Adam had run out of the theater to stock up on soft drinks when Miles was first asked about his book. I so desperately wanted to pause the movie until he got back so he could heard the anguished ums-and-ers of the answer.

THAT'S MY LIFE!

Okay, except without the alcoholism and nebbish tendencies. Or the washed up actor best friend prodding me into uncomfortable, comedy-fraught situations. No, I have Adam for that.

Still.

THAT'S MY LIFE!

One day, maybe.

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