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So, this whole writer’s strike thing? Giving me a big headache today (that’s literal not figurative.) Now – I’m not 100% sure what’s going on, but – as I’ve mentioned before I work on a lot, but my office itself is very close to the street. It’s also next to a grassy area sometimes used for shooting. Well – needless to say that the grassy area is also near the street. Some incredibly brilliant people decided to film something there today. You know, in full view of the street. You know, 1/2 a block from the strikers. Who have now converged. I can’t tell if they’re actually disturbed the shooting, or if all the yelling is part of the shoot, but I know the striker’s are part of it – not to mention the honking of passers by. But I have such a headache. It’s from the constant yelling, screaming, honking, chanting. Dude, I’m the parent of two small loud people. This beats that. Did I mention the screaming? I mean, I don’t blame them – they’re striking – it’s kind of expected you know? But it’s making me want to just go home.

OH, and then, after work I have to go to Poe’s softball game. You know – where it’ll be SO QUIET.

don’t fear the reaper

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I really really really did not intend for nablopomo to turn into a strike blog for me… But they keep giving me material! I realize this is serious business, but we’re still dealing with the foibles of human nature.

Yesterday, one gentleman went back and forth to the two gates on either side of me. With a cowbell. All day. All I could think was, “The WGA Strike! Now, with more cowbell!”

I am an evil person.

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For the record… I haven’t missed a day yet. This may just be a new record for me in this kind of endeavor.

Well, I now have to physically cross the pickets. I don’t want to. But I must. You see they bumped up the picket times, so now they’re already there by the time I get to work. And frankly, all that would happen if I refused to cross in solidarity is I’d get fired. I’m not in any union, much less the WGA. So, I’d get fired for not showing up to work, and I’d still be fired after they finally get a contract, and all I’d get is unemployment. Maybe. Probably not, considering how I would have lost my job. So, cross I shall.

Makes me feel terrible. Like I’m a rotten person. But, my family comes first, and their fight is not my fight. I’ll never get paid residuals ever. Even though I work on every single film out of my studio. So, while I feel for them, and their creative content, I cannot NOT cross (if the WGA will pardon my double negative.)

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OK. I really haven’t talked too much about the strike here, because I’d rather not get my ass fired, thank you very much.

In truth, the strike actually doesn’t effect me – or won’t I should say until maybe mid 2008. We’ll talk again then. Which, considering the last one lasted something like 22 weeks is a possibility.

But here’s the thing. I have to be at work. I’ve not crossed a picket yet – I get there early so I don’t have to. I stay on the lot at lunch. And then they’re gone by the time I leave. OK fine.

I’ve already mentioned the honking… My God The HONKING. My office windows are out to the street, and I can’t tell you how annoying the honking is.

But today? The air horn? So annoying. I’m not at a freaking basketball game.

But the prize for most ingenuity goes officially to the bugler. Yes, that’s right. Some enterprising picketer brought a BUGLE. And then went from line to line, playing his bugle (which so reminded me of summer camp bugling to wake us up.)

Goooooooood Morning good morning good morning!
It’s time to rise and shine!
Gooooooooood Morning good morning good morning!
It’s time to rise and shine!
Get up get up get up get up!
It’s time to rise and shine!

And then a rooster would crow. And then the bugle would blow.

Sorry. Tangent.

Anyway so the bugler is walking by and BUGLES AT MY WINDOW. What’d I ever do to him? I have nothing to do with their fight. Really. I swear. The there his is bugling at my office from the street. I have to say, I had no idea what to do with myself.

The Strike

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For those of you have asked, thank you. No – This strike shouldn’t effect me. I work in strictly film (and not in writing) and our studio has enough to keep them busy through 2008, so I should be fine. Not to mention the fact that I’m not in a union – so I don’t even have to worry about my union jumping in.

I can’t speak for others at my particular studio, since we do TV production as well.

But in this case, I can’t see it turning into a personal problem. Thank God, since we lost everything three years ago. I don’t know if I could take us personally going though that again. We’re just now financially getting back on our feet.

Hopefully these people were careful with their money, and I certainly hope they were making more money than we were back then, so hopefully desperation won’t become an issue. I’m hopeful this will be totally peaceful, unlike last time where poor Poe had everything from salad dressing to beer bottles thrown at him. It was a very ugly time in our lives.

But now – this time around I should be fine. But pray for the strikers and union – whether you agree with them or not. It’s a really horrible position to be in.

Trust me, I know.

I went and looked for my union entries from three years ago when Poe was effected. Here’s one of them (really any from that 6 month period). But then I found this entry right smack in there too. DUDE? Does history repeat itself every three years?? SPOOKY.

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