6-Oct-2006

For the past two days, there has been no writers' room.  Which means I have nothing to do but sit and stare at the wall of wedding decorations I've created.  I mean, I GUESS I could be working on the second draft of my Monk spec, but who wants to do that?  Not me, not when My Replacement and I, who sit literally a foot apart when I'm out of the room, have invented a game called "Words That Make Me Laugh."  One of the funniest words I know is "pony."  If anyone says it, I immediately start cracking up.  My Replacement feels the same way about the word "bombed."  So, after eight hours of careful thought, we came up with the following sentence:

"I was so bombed I beat up a pony." 

Then the P.A. drew a picture of himself beating up a pony.  And gave it to me.  It is now on the wall with the wedding decorations.  To top it all off, My Replacement and I have lapsed into our full-on Kentucky accents, which frightens just about anyone who walks in the door.  The redneck slap-happiness must stop.