Wednesday, July 18, 2007

So LA! with Sister Galina

We’ve hit a minor snag in our production schedule due to our financing falling through. It seems the Roman Catholic Archdiocese of Los Angeles has a $660 million bill to pay and won’t be able to fund our show. Luckily for us and you, PBS has agreed to step in and save the day. We’re very happy but don’t expect to see any pinko commie programming. No siree! We will not compromise our laissez faire ideals. However, due to the significant reduction in funding, we will have to cut down on our production costs. Hopefully this won’t have any effect on the production value of the show. We are committed to bringing you quality programming.

Having said that...

Sister Galina and I spent yesterday evening taping her video introduction so that you can get to know her a little better. You can check it out at:

All you have to do is click on one the little boxes to the right of your screen and voila! You’ll get a little tidbit about Sister Galina and what makes her tick. Watch it, rate it and comment at your heart’s content.

We’ll keep you posted on our progress.

Teri Carson
Executive Producer
So LA! with Sister Galina

P.S. You can watch the trailer at the link above or here:

P.S.S. Now you have a really good reason to contribute to PBS! But wait for the membership drives so you can get a cool gift. I swear by my Dr. Perricone kit. My skin has never looked better. Or if you ruined your credit you might consider the Suze Orman package. Just a suggestion.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

So it goes.

“Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you’ve got about a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies — ‘God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.’ ”

Mr. Rosewater

Thursday, March 08, 2007

A friend in need.

His name is Eric Volz and he's a friend of mine. He is a U.S. Citizen and has just been sentenced to 30 years in a Nicaraguan prison for crimes he did not commit.

He was working as the publisher for El Puente Magazine in Nicaragua when he was accused, convicted, and sentenced for murder.

He is suffering a slow and debilitating existence under conditions beyond your comprehension. Fighting starvation and under the constant threat of violent attacks. His life is on the line everyday!

This is not a joke, this is not a game, this is his struggle. The facts of his situation speak for themselves and can be found at the website indicated. If you think you can help him in anyway do not hesitate, we are begging you....his survival could depend on it.



Wednesday, January 24, 2007

If I could, I would

live on Pinot Noir, bread pudding and Sour Patch Kids
be cooler than Patti Smith
make Johnny Depp realize he’s neither cool nor French
play the piano like Oscar Peterson
sing like Sarah Vaughn
bring Jeff Buckley back to life
party with Sam Peckinpah and Keith Richards
cook like Chef Pepin
marry Jon Stewart
lock Bill O’Reilly with Tarantino's gimp
make it impossible for Ann Coulter to get a vibrator
feed the vegans
liberate the Anne Geddes babies
hide Billie Joe Armstrong’s eyeliner from him
ban anything Uggs
star in a Godard film
never misspell another word


“Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation.” --Graham Greene

I put on my running shoes, wire myself to my iPod, and hit the road. During the first forty minutes I work out my problems, then I break the wall. After that, I can go on running until my legs quit on me, usually at the two hour mark. During this time, I create, find story and structural solutions to my screenplays, direct the film in my mind, storyboard, etc.

It has often been said that therapy kills creativity. Paul Schrader said it was the opposite, that it opened new doors. I don’t know. If I could afford therapy, I don’t even know if I would try it. I don’t know if I want to find out what is wrong with me. I think if I did, I’d turn into a very boring person. I like being hopelessly flawed.