omorrow, the fall semester for the Stark program begins with a day-long orientation. I am told that I may not come up for air until several weeks later. This is a fine thing; everybody I’ve met associated with the program is awesome, and I’m psyched to kick ass with my classmates. A few items before I’m sucked in:
Brian Perry did a fun little “exit interview” with Sarah and I for New York comedy blog The Apiary. You can read it here.
I am already craving my favorite fall beer, Southern Tier’s Imperial Pumking. If you see this bottle, you’d be a fool not to buy it:
In between trips to Ikea, a grueling series of DMV visits, and some light city exploration, I managed to finish another draft of “His Tainted Legacy,” the spec pilot I’ve been writing for a while. It’s out to some of my trusty readers, and if you’d like to read it as well, let me know—I’m always eager for feedback and impressions.
ello, LA. We’ve been in town for 3.5 days and we’ve secured an apartment steps away from Los Feliz village, for about $350/mo less than we were paying in Cambridge (and roughly the same space). The search was accomplished with a combination of craigslist and westsiderentals.com. Although this feels like our primary accomplishment, the cross-country road trip that came before was equally awesome. Tough adventure to summarize. America is a beautiful, lonely country.
If you’re ever doing what we just did, some practical advice:
1) Don’t mess with UHauls. Get a roof rack & storage pod for the top of your vehicle, from REI. When you arrive at your destination, return it all to the nearest REI and get all your money back, no questions asked. REI is the best company ever.
2) Check your car before you go, full inspection. You don’t want any doubts about your brakes, engine, or the like. Even when you pass inspection, there’s a chance you’ll end up stranded on a hill in some endless canyon in Wyoming, terrified that those lurches in your engine were more than the car getting spooked by altitude. (We called AAA. It was just altitude.)
3) Pee everywhere. That next rest stop in 79 miles may be closed, or filled with scorpions.
4) National parks! Find them.
We’re temporarily caught up in the exciting particulars of furnishing our new home, but soon our attention will return to the reasons we’re out here—film, music, and comedy. Thanks to all our east coast friends, family, and readers who are sticking with us through the journey. We miss you, but all is well.