Flotsam and Jetsam

Ho there, just a quick note as I prepare for the Austin Film Festival. There's more to this than stuffing T-shirts in a suitcase. I'm attempting to wedge my oversized heckler's routine in there, as well. I have to be ready when Tom goes off at the pitch competition. He promised not to perform only half of our winning pitch for American Jedi from last year's event. It took a few helpings of flan, but in the end he caved.

The big news on the home front is that (1) I recently started the actual drafting of my historical epic, after months of research and planning, and (b) yesterday I passed the Act I turning point and crossed into Act II. Or, rather, my protagonist did. He's holding up pretty well, all things considered, but he's in for it, poor guy.

Also, don't eat trans fats. You may have heard that New York state is considering getting rid of these nasties, which lurk in processed baked goods. The good people at the Weston A. Price Foundation were the first to alert us to their terrible powers, and now the good people in Denmark have banned them. I like good people.