Today was a busy day, I was at the Theatre at 0630 changing the marquee and setting up for our special screening of SELMA. Plan was to get the important stuff done early so I could get in a quick nap before heading back for the 1400 matinee and the following two shows. It is now 1955 and the nap never materialized. All this tedium means that I got no editing done today. I am, supposedly, off tomorrow and Wednesday where I hope to make some progress. I should do a countdown clock, number of days remaining till premiere night, Jan 1, 2026. Shit, it's going to take me, at this pace, at least twice that just to get all the media digitized. I am doomed. That fucking piece of shit trump doesn't make things any easier either. 

Officially, 11 months and 11 days to go. We shall overcome. 



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