Today didn’t go like I wanted. The plan was to run to church and help, then come back home and work on questions for tomorrow’s shoot. Then later, meet Alisa to work on The Simple Life and Best Beat scripts and projects.
But what happened was that church took longer than I thought. So, when I got done, I had to run back home. At home, no progress was being made on the script, because my eyes were closed. When I finally got up, I needed to run to the bank and that’s when it all went terribly wrong, as they say in the news business.
Let’s just say my visit to the bank involved signature cards and faxing. This stroke of good luck worked together to change my plans so I’m here at midnight writing questions for tomorrow shoot.

Who saw that coming?