10:14 PM
I just want to say that my friend Bill Coughlan is an evil, cruel bastard. I spent all damn afternoon walking around feeling really stoked, really inspired to get moving on my novel again, to dive back into all my attempts to get my old projects off the drawing boards and make 'em real. All because of today's post to his weblog (to which I'd direct link, but said link is apparently hosed). And all, I should add, because after this morning's post I completely and utterly forgot what day it was.
I hate this man. And by God, I will get him back for this. And you know what? My vengeance will not be limited to April Fool's Day. Oh, no. Revenge of this caliber can (and will) strike at any time, when he will least expect it. It will be mine. Oh, yes, it will be mine.
Now, now, Geoff. You're just upset that you didn't think of it first. Come on, we all know that's why you didn't do anything yourself — not for anything so noble as sensitivity to the world situation, but because you just couldn't think of anything so inspired.
Christopher McQuarrie asking *me* to write a screenplay for *him*? Based on a Frank Darabont treatment? I don't know, but I'd suspect they've got just a couple of people they might go to before me...
Take comfort in the fact that just about everybody else believed it, too. ;-)
If ever there was a reason to go after Bill with a sock and a cue ball, this would be it!
What is that phrase, "Revenge is a dish best served cold?" Might I revise?
"Revenge is a dish best served by a group of friends, banned together against a common foe."
Yeah, that's it.
Geoff, check out Bill's posting today (April 2nd) for a view of the commentary I sent our dear friend's way after I had been duped.