Comic, Playwright, Non-Essential Artist

Los Angeles

I’m Back!

I know it’s been a while since I blogged, but I temporarily lost my power cord, which led to NO COMPUTER ACCESS! Oh, the horror, the horror!!

In my latest earning incarnation, I have turned into a rapid fire note-taker for focus groups. I get to sit behind a two-way mirror with marketing professionals while they make snide remarks (oh, yes, they do) and type every last minutia about what Barbara from Encino thinks of Gucci handbags. It’s fascinating to see how people live…especially, people willing to spend $1,000 + on handbags about once a year. What I have come to realize is that handbags are to many women, what cars are to many men. An addiction to a status symbol that I might well indulge if I could afford such addictions (whoops…I’m not allowed to ever say “I can’t afford….” Rather, I CHOOSE not to indulge in luxury handbags as my addiction of choice, since caffeine and sugar are so much cheaper). I know that the last time I went bag shopping (I spent a whopping $100 – which I’m grateful to have had to spend), I noticed that these intensely pocketed, giant monstrosities sitting side by side inside the cases posed a striking resemblance to a row of SUV’s in a parking lot. Anyway, the point is this: I’d like to make enough money to even consider blowing a grand on a freaking purse.

Just for today, I can observe people.