Soon, soon! No one had a camera last night. Over the course of two nights of The Dead, I handed out four business cards - two to people who wanted help with books, two to people who seemed like they might actually call and have some sort of work for me. <p>I received a lot of encouragement from folks, including the admiration of a guy in the VIP section (I had purchased a Coke and fries and hung my sign over the Platinum Club sign, which then read "Platinum Copy Editor Available.") who said he admired me for going forth and advertising as I did. <p>After the show, walking the lots, my call was, "Does anybody have grilled cheese, Mountain Dew or a job? Have brains, will travel!" I wound up with a can of Pepsi Twist free of charge from some nice fellows who told me The New York Times might be looking for some editors.
If only I had any experience working for a daily. <p>I've got some work tonight (hooray! pages!! I can't wait!)
It'll be nice to get the old brain moving again. Nothing beats the thrill of production - late nights, discussions of early aviation and the Franco-Prussian War (Tim speaks, I listen)...<p>I'll be walking the parking lots at the Tweeter Center in Camden, NJ on Friday afternoon and hope to buy a ticket and get into the show, as well. I'd be at Jones Beach tonight to greet The Allman Brothers Band crowd, but I'd rather read pages than be a walking billboard.