“What do you do?”asked the custom’s agent.
“I’m a writer-producer,”I told him.
“Anything I’ve seen?”
“Well, I worked twelve years on a show called Stargate…”
“Didn’t really watch it. Didn’t really like the way the stories went.”
“Was it the human form replicators?”I wanted to ask. But instead I said: “Well then you can check out my last show, Dark Matter. It’s on Netflix.”
“I don’t do Netflix.”
“Then maybe my next show.”
Which brings us here to L.A. where I will be spending the next six nights with a “privacy” button by my bedside that, when it switched on, bathes the room in an eerie red luminescence that makes me feel like the potential victim in a Mario Bava movie.
The alternate would be NOT to turn it on and risk housekeeping kicking down my door at 7 in the a.m.
This morning, I kicked things off by having breakfast with my new production partner, Vanessa Piazza, who is in town on her own meet-and-greet tour.
I’m pleased to report the weather in L.A. is overcast and downright cool, perfectly mirroring my mood.
Vanessa works on her tan. Brrrrrr.
Following my first meeting of this L.A. trip, I met up with Tauri Jay and Yael (they of the former Dark Matter AfterBuzz show and sundry others).
I ordered sliders. Hilarity ensued…
I offer photographic evidence lest you doubt.
Retired to my room this afternoon where I screened the first episode of Stranger Things 2. So far, so good. Going to try to squeeze in another episode before bedtime.
Tonight, it’s dinner with the lovely Torri Higginson, then drinks with an old friend.
Tomorrow, it’s four more meetings, two of which will touch on material right up my alley…