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truth and lies I wonder whom I’m writing for. Myself or some anonymous reader who Googled “throat cancer” and “Bea Arthur” and ended up here? I think I prefer writing for that accidental tourist. That way, I’ll be more vigilant about spelling and whatnot. So, I've just been accepted to be an Understudy Company Member for Lila Theatre. That’s way cool. They do truth-based improv and sketch work, which means I’ll probably be revealing all my deepest darkest secrets during my scenes. Guess I won’t be inviting family members to any of my shows. Robin, Kia, and I recently spent an evening getting drunk on champagne, watching selects from Disarmed, and writing out thank you cards for everyone who contributed to the film. It was a fun night, and the footage looked FANTASTIC, though it was a bit humbling to watch myself on screen (I still picture myself at twenty-six not thirty-six). I’m really excited by the film. The two scenes that I was most worried about ended up being two of the strongest, and our Director of Photography, Kev Robertson, shot the living shit out of Jack London Square. Oakland’s Chamber of Commerce should get their hands on this stuff. Soon, not today, I’d like to talk about my day job. I’m an advertising copywriter. Back in the day, this job was a whole lot of fun. The cliché of a bunch of buddies playing Nerf basketball while coming up with wacky ideas was pretty accurate (picture Thirty Something or that Tom Hanks movie with Jackie Gleason, Nothing in Common). But now it’s more like working in a bank. Advertising has definitely lost its luster. But that conversation is for another day. …Election Update… I considered designing a colorful armband for my campaigners to wear, but I’m afraid the Nazi’s may have permanently made the political armband a fashion and social faux pas. Thoughts? Qualification #6: My lack of ambition means I won’t start campaigning for Lieutenant at Arms the minute I’m elected. Releasing the hounds of fiscal responsibility, Steve Anacker
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