This morning I joined my colleagues for a one-hour strike outside our school. I was glad I had practiced by picketing with the WGA a couple of times because I knew what to expect. I made it my mission to smile and wave at all the people who honked their support - and there were many. If you honked at some teachers this morning, thank you.
For those outside California - the state is planning to cut 10% of the education budget this year because somebody somewhere screwed up. These cuts are going to hurt schools like mine the most because my kids don't have rich parents who can donate computers to make up for the losses. We're in danger of losing arts programs, teacher positions, extra curricular activities. We'll probably have 40 kids to a class in some places. So we called attention to the plight this morning by yelling a lot of chants on Washington. I also protested by eating a chocolate iced donut.
While I was standing out there I struck up a conversation with one of our drama teachers. I mentioned my time on the lines with the WGA and he mentioned that he was in the WGA. Turns out he used to work at Disney. Apparently there is a sequel to Who Framed Roger Rabbit? lost up there in development hell. Perhaps it will some day reappear.
I didn't get a chance to mention my own writing aspirations because another teacher started talking about his film class, so now of course I can't go back to my Disney friend and be like "Hey remember when you said you worked for Disney? Got any friends there who want to see a zombie script?" Perhaps I can bring it up in another conversation some day.
Tonight I attend my eighth prom. You know, they start getting boring after you go to that many proms, although it's a little better when you bring a date and I am lucky enough to have one this evening. And at least our prom is pretty nice and there's good food. I like taking pictures, but I'm starting to run out of pretty dresses to wear.
Stay away from The Roosevelt Hotel on Hollywood tonight unless you want to be surrounded by horny teens in strappy dresses.
Um...
ReplyDeleteNot to be creepy or anything, but that might not be the best thing to say to keep people *away* from the prom.
I'll assume tongue was firmly planted in a cheekward position. :)
My friend just bought a car, and the guy he bought it from happened to mention he was a rep for the animation guild.
ReplyDeleteWe looked him up on imdb, and turns out he was one of the writers for Fox and the Hound and The Great Mouse Detective.
This is one of the many reasons I love living in LA.