We'll hammer out the podcast delivery and schedule at some point, but right now, it's time to take one of the major steps. I can't wait to work on the promo material, even though anyone can make promo stuff for any type of project, real or imagined. But having an actual product, made by people who know their shit, makes things seriously legit. Y'know? And do you know how exciting that feels?
Off to CVS for cough drops and antacid and a scrip refill. Then it's time to turn on Doc's voice and direct at the same time. Hopefully we'll be out in time for me to make some of the Tony Awards, as Mo has concocted a drinking game which she only halfway stole from the Oscars. Judging from the rules of the game, I'm reasonably sure Mo will be completely incoherent by the time I get home, and I'll have to decipher drunken IM. Not like that's ever happened before. (We'll see about my participation, tho. No need to get schnocked on a Sunday night with a 6:00 am alarm the next day.)
Hey, I just looked at my hands and, just like Michael Corleone's, they're rock-steady. Guess I am ready for this after all.