Michael's Musings
Austin Comic Con
by Michael B. Druxman on 11/11/10
November 12, 2010
Today, and for the entire weekend, I will be at the Austin Comic Con, signing copies of my memoir and other stuff, including some pre-signed photos and lobby cards by Roger Corman.
I'm not quite sure how well I will fit into that particular venue, but we shall see. It should interesting...to say the least. Among the other guests who are scheduled to appear are Lee Majors, Billy Dee Williams, Lindsay Wagner, Adam West, Burt Ward and Mimi Rogers.
On Wednesday night, I spoke at the Austin Network Mixer, and that went extremely well. A lot of local writers and actors were there, and they asked some good questions. I had a good time, met some interesting people and I sold a lot of books.
The screenplay I've been hired to write is coming along well. I think I'm on page 27. I had to do some backtracking, re-wrote a scene or two that weren't working, but now everything seems to be falling into place. I'm going to try to finish this script by the end of the year. I may not make it, but that's my goal.
Yesterday, I received a phone call from The Transcript, the Jewish newspaper from my home town, Seattle. The reporter did an interview with me about my memoir, which is supposed to run in the November 19th issue.
So, you have a creative weekend and (assuming I'm not too exhausted to write Sunday night) I'll be back with you on Monday. Otherwise, Tuesday guaranteed.
Michael
Sex and Good English
by Michael B. Druxman on 11/10/10
November 11, 2010
On his 74th birthday, a man got a gift certificate from his wife. The certificate paid for a visit to a medicine man living on a nearby reservation who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction.
After being persuaded, he drove to the reservation, handed his ticket to the medicine man, and wondered what he was in for.
The medicine man slowly, methodically produced a potion, handed it to him, and with a grip on his shoulder, warned, 'This is powerful medicine. It must be respected. You take only teaspoonful, and then say '1-2-3.' When you do that, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life, and you can perform as long as you want."
The old man was encouraged. As he walked away, he turned and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"
"Your partner must say '1-2-3-4'," he responded, "but when she does, the medicine will not work again until next full moon."
The old man was very eager to see if it worked so he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he took off his clothes and said, "1-2-3!"
Immediately, he was the manliest of men.
His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes, and then she asked, "What was the 1-2-3 for?"
And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with a dangling participle.
You have a creative day.
Michael
The Banister of Life
by Michael B. Druxman on 11/09/10
November 10, 2010
As You Slide Down the Banister of Life, remember:
1. Jim Baker and Jimmy Swaggert have written nn impressive new book. It's called "Ministers Do More Than Lay People".
2. Transvestite: A guy who likes to eat, drink and be Mary.
3. The difference between the Pope and your boss. The Pope only expects you to kiss his ring.
4. My mind works like lightning, one brilliant flash and it is gone.
5. The only time the world beats a path to your door is if you're in the bathroom.
6. I hate sex in the movies. Tried it once. The seat folded up, the drink spilled and that ice, well, it really chilled the mood.
7. It used to be only death and taxes. Now, of course, there's shipping and handling, too.
8. A husband is someone who, after taking the trash out, gives the impression that he just cleaned the whole house.
9. My next house will have no kitchen - just vending machines and a large trash can.
10. If you need a shoulder to cry on, pull off to the side of the road.
11. Definition of a teenager? God's punishment for enjoying sex.
12. As you slide down the banister of life, may the splinters never point the wrong way.
You have a creative day.
Michael
