Since Friday morning, I have been feeling a small stinging sense of crapiness.
Bob Bowen, Ira Sherak, John Aoshima and I spent about 12 hours today working on a "video scavenger hunt" project, and for what result? Total, humiliating garbage. Unwatchable. The most satisfying part was working up the nerve to show the video to the crowd at Titmouse Studio, then laughing and crying hysterically from the overwhelming shame of it all. John and Ira had already left, so it was up to Bob and myself to bear the load. And we did, dammit, like the men of old. We were not proud of our failure, but Bob does own the only copy available on Earth, and he will hopefully destroy it tomorrow night.
That is all.
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