Clutz in California

What a day, what a day!

Ok, last night, I lost my wallet. That's my lively-hood. My driver's license, my credit cards, my debit card, etc, etc, etc. After alerting two hotel security teams, front desks, and two different sets of housekeeping teams, I found my wallet in my bag. You know, the one I emptied 2 or 3 times to find the dang thing.

Terry Pace, who is here volunteering for the Alabama Filmmakers Association, lost his cell phone the first day, BUT we think this was a "deliberate" subconscious attempt to rid himself of contact with mainstream society. His wife is really thrilled.

I then tripped over the mat on my way into the market today. Not to mention that I fell the first day and bent my badge and I am the butt of endless jokes about being a clutz. Sad day for me. The security guard I tripped in front of seemed very concerned about my well being. What a nice guy.

Everything is going great. Our team is working together seamlessly to make this happen. Buyers who view this film comment on how beautiful it is...some even cry!! Kenny made the suggestion that we sell the film in exchange for the Santa Monica ferris wheel. Kenny's a funny man.

Last night, we had our first AFM disaster. Our first screening of the film. We were all so excited, so pumped about what a great film we have, how great it's going to be in the marketplace, blah blah blah. We sit down to watch this beautiful film, only to have the sound MESS UP! When I say mess up, I mean sound like the speakers blew up. But we had a great audience who seemed to be understanding. The AFM Staff has been so great helping to correct the damage done.

Well fellow supporters of Cypress Moon and When I Find the Ocean, we appreciate your love, support and prayers. Tune in next time for the next entry entitled: Distribution...Has the journey taken a new path?