The Year of the Tweet

I conducted my own impromptu poll of those described by me as “The Thumbers” – those people who successfully communicate through electronic devices by the use of one thumb on each hand, used singularly or in tandem, with reckless abandon.  As a casting director, what I do for a living is called profiling. My question…

The Bullshit Brigade

Membership is free just about anywhere in the free, or not so free, world. There they be, gathered together: nonsectarian, sectarian, agrarian, religious, persuasions of every imaginable ilk; cut evenly or torn in unmistakably boorish fashion; clear-skinned yet unmercifully pocked by every imaginable disease of deceitful presentation devised by their fellow man. The colors of…

Backpacks & Kazoos

Often, the sheer brilliance of my staff of colleagues is mind-boggling or, if nothing else, at least hard to fathom. Believing the premise that timing is everything, then consider an office where its players launch into a seemingly obtuse conversation regarding the origin and merits of backpacks and kazoos. The fact that last night, some…

Pretzel

Noted people reference their Fathers as they answer the question: “What would your Father have said?” My Father would have at least asked me what I meant by that. Dad always gave me a chance to explain.  He always felt he had so much more in life to learn, and not enough allotted time to…