I got an early birthday – or maybe it was Christmas – present this year from Apple. A free one-year subscription to the Apple TV+ streaming site.
This means I get to watch Apple’s ultra-expensively produced TV shows that probably shouldn’t be called TV shows because they’re made for interweb streaming.
The WGAW Board, WGAE Council and WGA Agency Negotiating Committee on what’s happening vis a vis our kerfluffel with the various literary talent agencies and our preparedness for upcoming Minimum Basic Agreement negotiations with the various studios, networks, production companies, et al.
Dear Members,
The latest news in the agency negotiations is that the Guild continues to have useful discussions with several individual agencies. All of them have asked for confidentiality, and honoring those requests is part of building the trust that allows the possibility of making deals. As soon as that happens, we will let you know.
THE USUAL NOTE FROM LB: From the summer of 2002 to the spring of 2010, Gwen the Beautiful and I were the proud and often exhausted owners of a beautiful Ozarks property we called Cloud Creek Ranch.
In many ways, the ranch was paradise. But it was a paradise with a price that started going up before we even knew it existed. Here’s another Monday musing about our adventure and the lessons we learned.
Oh, and if y’all detect any irony, please believe me when I say it comes straight from the universe and not your kindly Uncle Larry B.
THE USUAL NOTE FROM LB: From the summer of 2002 to the spring of 2010, Gwen the Beautiful and I were the proud and often exhausted owners of a beautiful Ozarks property we called Cloud Creek Ranch.
In many ways, the ranch was paradise. But it was a paradise with a price that started going up before we even knew it existed. Here’s another Monday musing about our adventure and the lessons we learned.
Oh, and if y’all detect any irony, please believe me when I say it comes straight from the universe and not your kindly Uncle Larry B.
THE USUAL NOTE FROM LB: From the summer of 2002 to the spring of 2010, Gwen the Beautiful and I were the proud and often exhausted owners of a beautiful Ozarks property we called Cloud Creek Ranch.
In many ways, the ranch was paradise. But it was a paradise with a price that started going up before we even knew it existed. Here’s another Monday musing about our adventure and the lessons we learned.
Oh, and if y’all detect any irony, please believe me when I say it comes straight from the universe and not your kindly Uncle Larry B.