October 22, 2013: The Pitch!

This morning, I headed downtown for the first of several pitches for this SF series Paul and I are developing for a local production company. In these situations, I like to wear a suit.  It’s smart, professional, and helps people differentiate between me and my writing partner.  You may think it a little ridiculous – after all, we’re two completely different people – but something about being a writing team leads many to inevitably meld us into a single hybrid person, or two interchangeable individuals.  I’m not kidding.  Well into our tenth year on Stargate, co-workers were calling me Paul and him Joe.

Yes, the suit is one way of offering a visual nice contrast – me, looking all business; him, looking like a post-apocalyptic hobo.  There are other far more interesting ways to go but my writing partner is all (whiney): “But I don’t want to wax my eyebrows!” or “Why do I have wear the macrame hat?”.  But I digress.

So I arrived ten minutes early and was about to head inside when I noticed a guy walking by with his french bulldog.  Naturally, I just had top stop and strike up a conversation about the little bruiser who looked like my Lulu if she made the move to the heavyweight division.

Lulu resting up for the big welterweight bout.

I had just leaned in to give the little butterball a pat on the head when he suddenly loosened a hellacious sneeze, blasting the pant leg of my new suit with a frothy dose of dog snot.  The owner was mortified but I shrugged it off.  I know.  It comes with the territory, like sleepless snororous nights and vomit mines.

Rough start aside, the pitch went very well.  Paul took the lead on this one and did most of the talking while I provided a supporting role, standing by in case our guest had any questions or needed someone to spot her on the squat rack.  Next week, I’ll repay the favor when we switch gears – and projects – and I’ll monopolize the conversation with hilarious slice-of-life anecdotes and tales from my days at Camp Kakeka.

I leave you with this, via my sis: The 13 Creepiest Things A Child Has Ever Said To A Parent - http://www.buzzfeed.com/mattbellassai/the-creepiest-things-a-child-has-ever-said-to-a-parent?s=mobile

Adorable little rapscallions.