But Why Is The Blog Gone?

Haha. I love a good Fail. Especially the kind that usually end up on the FML boards.

Remarkably enough, Danny Gomez contacted me by phone this morning to say he wanted a copy of my resume on email; he had friends on other productions who were looking for someone, and apparently my name had stuck with him. Go figure! Mr. Hustle himself pulled through for me after all!

So I eagerly got on my email and shuttled him my resume, along with a brief message about having just started watching Tracey Ullman's State of The Union and enjoying its comedy.

Twenty minutes later, it dawned on me that I didn't attach my resume. I attached my complaint letter to Ithaca College about having not received a competitive education from them and being ill-equipped to launch a successful career in the entertainment industry.

omr. Danny, don't open that. Please don't forward it to everyone you know who needed a production assistant, either. It's the wrong file. I'm an idiot, I know.

Life's little ironies. It likes to pee on your leg from time to time and run away snickering.