We made it through the major color-driven holidays. Good work, everyone. I used to get very depressed during Christmas — twelve screaming fights, eleven morning cocktails, ten pounds of weight gain — before I decided to embrace the day, to go all out even: buying a tree, hanging a wreath on my sad apartment door, playing the hell out of Pandora’s “Christmas Jazz” station, having lots of people over the day-of for breakfast, lunch and dinner. It’s maybe one of the more annoying things I do, but it helps me get through the end of the year.
HOSTESSING OUT OF CONTROL
(Mary Hamilton made the dress above. She made it!) My parents were in town for the week and we got to explore Silver Lake and Griffith Observatory. They also helped me out (with Mary and Todd) with a cold-read of a pilot I’m working on, and now I have the forever-memory of my mom saying “Hotties aplenty, dude,” which is maybe the best line of dialogue I’ve ever written or will ever write, past or future. Just give me the award now. The Dialogue Award.
All that holiday cheer is tiresome, even when it’s self-sustaining. I haven’t ventured into my office yet, choosing instead to stay in bed like I’m still on vacation and I just like answering work email for funsies.
I hope you had a lovely holiday, or if you didn’t have a lovely holiday, that at least it’s over now and hey it’s almost New Years, the holiday that sneaks up on us all and is a fun party, with kissing.
You have won the award.
thank youuu