Super Secret

I didn't get any writing done this weekend. Instead I did a super secret job for a friend of mine, and got paid. It involved a print of a film I can not name and a director I can not name. It involved a car and some driving, as well as a bit of worry that my car might explode from the leaking and smoking radiator. It involved a private screening room in a posh part of town. It involved babysitting a print that everyone wants to see, but no one gets to, well I got to. It involved meeting a few famous people, and them meeting me. Unfortunately that is all I can say lest I am carted off and my entrails dined upon by cannibalistic PAs. So, sorry dear reader but no new Wizard for today.