The lovely Mrs. McCormick and I took some time off to dog sit for some friends who needed an emergency Hawaiian vacation. These things happen. Still and all, we had a good time. We both love animals, even if our current lease prevents us from owning any, so the chance to play with doggies was not to be dismissed.
Also, the down time gave me a chance to get some real work done, juggle multiple meetings, and assemble materials for presentations. While no one has pulled the trigger on turning any of my writings into cinematic masterpieces, no one has asked me to stop harassing the receptionist either. And, to be clear, I have more meetings scheduled for next week. Some with people who have circled back.
All in all, I can’t complain.
Now, sticking to this theme, I have to thank the wonderful humans who gender identify as female for sending me topless pics. This is a new development that seems to coincide with my newsletters about shopping my works to film production companies. For those who haven’t read The Brittle Riders, there are two species, Succubi and Llamia, who have limited resources and don’t waste them on unnecessary clothing. So, they go topless when weather permits.
As much as I love looking at naked boobies, and I truly do, I have to admit something. There is not a universe, now known or hereafter developed, where I would be involved in casting.
In other words, feel free to send me all the salacious pics you want, just know I am in no position to further your career.
Lastly, I’d like to remind you that I have multiple promo videos you are welcome to share. All you need to do is CLICK HERE to enjoy them all.
Until next time, stay safe and sane and keep those Polaroids popping.
