So there's an old joke

This career counselor goes to the circus for fun. On his way out, he sees an older guy cleaning up after the elephants. He goes up to him and says, "A guy like you? Doing work like this? You're very strong for your age. You could be a carpenter or something, make much more than you're making here." The guy scrapes some elephant poop off his shovel and says, "And leave show business?"
Over the course of the last few weeks, I have been in touch with the staff of one of my favorite TV shows ever (for the purposes of this blog I'll refer to it as The Andy Griffith Show). Today I went in to interview with them.
When I got to their offices, an assistant asked me a question. I was very nervous, so I assumed he was asking me "Are you Muffin MacGuffin, here to interview for an internship on this program?" I nodded yes and he led me to a small and cramped room full of people in their fifties. It took me a few moments to realize that I had accidentally landed myself among some auditioning actors, working toward a role I had no chance of getting. I eventually steered myself in the right direction, and after a brief meeting, got a spot interning in the accounting department of what is, as I may have mentioned, one of my favorite TV shows ever.
There's no way to describe how excited I am, mostly because I'm less excited than I am cautiously enthusiastic. I don't begin working until next week, so I definitely am waiting for the other shoe to drop. There is some possibility that this internship could lead to working on this show next year, and it will probably look good on my resume, and I will learn so much about TV production -- my internship will involve some interaction with every different department. But I've only been in L.A. two weeks now -- can it be working out this well?
Incidentally, many of my friends from high school are taking a road trip to Gettysburg tomorrow or so. We'd been talking about doing this since school, and now that we've graduated and they're all in the same place, they're actually doing it. Very Breaking Away, I guess.
This clip made sense to me earlier as to my day, and a little less sense as this evening wore on, but I actually ended up using four programs to put it together, so now you have to suffer through it and appreciate its relevance:

I'm Getting Too Old For This Shit... Is That What I Was Supposed To Say?

I'm twenty-two now, which feels about right. I live in Los Angeles now.

I know I haven't blogged a whole ton lately, and sorry, but I've been in the multi-month process of moving from The Place in Boston to The Hills in Los Angeles. Here are the pertinent details:
I have been here for almost a whole week, and I'm not a famous television writer yet. I have had some very encouraging meetings, though.
On Thursday I had a meeting on a studio lot, which is (as I've mentioned elsewhere) my favorite place to have a meeting. It was fairly productive, and afterwards I saw Christina Hendricks IN PERSON. This marked my first celebrity sighting since moving to The Hills, and also a reminder that I really am not getting out much, seeing as it took me days to see a famous person. The studio was also throwing a big party for the release of a movie, so I grabbed myself a free veggie burger and ice cream sandwich.
This was significant, incidentally, because I have started a process of trying to get more in shape because guess what that is the situation in L.A. I have been eating more healthy and making myself smoothies and also running and stuff and man it is less fun than pizza three meals a day.
Last night I went to a very fun musical written by someone who was described to me as being myself "in five or six years," seeing as he graduated from the same place as I and is on the fast track to writing a sitcom I really enjoy. I introduced myself to the writer, and hope to get some face time with him some time in the next two weeks. I also met an assistant director on the show, and totally talked her ear off about my opinions on different multicamera sitcoms (Chuck Lorre shows tend to make very good use of their space, The New Adventures of Old Christine has a really good set, and NewsRadio did it best). All in all, worth the four hour round trip to the show (there were also free snacks at intermission, and it was a really good musical).
In the meantime, I'm getting used to L.A. except for the way nobody seems to jaywalk, ever. I'm prepared to start this revolution, but I'll need everybody's help.
I also keep plugging away at my scripts. When someone asks if I've written anything, I'll have things to show them, and that's pretty important. If anyone reading this now wants a bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, eager-to-learn P.A. for their TV show, you know where to reach me.
Same thing goes for anyone in L.A. who wants to be my friend.

Eight-and-a-half hour shift tomorrow for my birthday. Getting ready. I may turn this into a once-a-week blog, or whatever. We'll see.

More Broad Trip

Today I made a couple of contacts from the road, which was pretty cool. Other than that, it was almost all driving. If you're interested in reading the FULL STORY told by TWO PEOPLE with DIVERGENT VIEWPOINTS, you can go here. Otherwise, I'll write something about Sammy Glick sooner rather than later.

Broad Trip

It's difficult to convey, but pronounce the title of this post "brode trip," as in a road trip with your bros. In this case, my bro is my sister, and we're driving out to Los Angeles. I may be away from this blog for a few days, but if you look to the right of these words you can follow me twittering pretty relentlessly from the road, except when I'm the driving person, in which case, I relent. Ohio tonight.