sarahcentric

Sorry for being such a Ghost lately. I’m in pre-production for a shoot in Miami at the South Beach Comedy Festival. All pre-pro means is that you answer 100,000 questions from your crew, and anyone else involved in the project, quickly and passionately. For example, you receive emails like this with no subject in the header…

“Red M&Ms? I think we can pick 5 lbs up here and bring them down with us.”

You don’t need to work in TV to know the answer to this.

“Yes. yes. A 1000 times YES!”

I don’t care what you do for a living, you can always use 5lbs of red M&Ms.

In other news, I’m back down to my pre-christmas cookie weight thanks to 2010 resolutions, which involve copious amounts of Omega-3 fatty acids. Does anyone else think this ingredient list on my fortified orange juice is disturbing? “Ingredient not found in regular orange juice”
Ummmm, yeah! No s–t!”

I guess Tropicana steals poor sardine families from their cute, little, cartoon can beds while they sleep at night and cram them into my orange juice. I have no idea where tilapia settle down, but I would imagine those raids are pretty devastating as well.

I don’t think I notice a taste difference. Still, I am convinced that I’m going to pour a glass of juice and a live goldfish is going to swim out. I’ll bring the fish to Miami with me and release him into the open sea, where he belongs.

I’m sure some nice sardine family will adopt him and make room in their can bed.