Bye Bye Rumsfeld...

With the transition of power in Washington, the feeling of hope is palpable around the world. You can hear the collective sigh from Western Europe all the way on Sunset Blvd. (which was clogged this morning by actors wearing giant bobble heads of Liza Minelli and Jack Nicholson...creepy) The world is poised for change. We expect it, crave it, yearn for it, and for those who have sat heavy on their laurels over the past six years; their worst fears have come true - especially those misogynistic fucks who can't see a woman as speaker of the house!

I know that this political strain is a departure from my regular fare, but the past few days have been so exciting politically that I had to comment. So many of us in LA are working under the assumption that at some point, all of our ass-kissing hard work is going to pay off. We sit in hope that the notes we write on scripts will be recognized, the line we wrote for that sitcom will not get cut or the deal we have been trying to put together for five years will finally come together. The other day my boss equated the chance of the two of us making money on any of our many projects with the chance of us winning the lottery. What? I gave up a great job to work on the 1-1000000 chance I am going to make it? YES. The rewards are so great that it is worth it to wait it out and put irons into as many fires as you can because some day - that glorious door will open. The question is - once the opportunity presents itself and you have managed to convince your constituents to put their faith in you and vote you into office, are you prepared with the skills and strategy needed to set you above the regime that just left, because no one's job is ever safe in DC or LA!