WGA Strike Week 2: Rick & Colet Go Picket

This one has to be brief because my BRAND NEW Mac just took a crap.

Here is Colet, pensively waiting to cross the street in front of the Fox lot where we picketed today. She got the vote of "Cutest Strike Outfit" from the people at the sign-in desk.

You would think that none of these male writers had seen a woman before because their eyes were glued to her and the pretty blond woman who was in line with us.

That said, we met no one. Writers who knew one another talked to one another, and everyone else was just in their own world. It was sad, because I kind of wanted to meet people and chat and just hear how things were going.

And no one hit on us. Not that we were going to cheat on our respective husbands, but when you're walking around in 80-degree sun you want some kind of distraction. If not a quick chat about possible jobs then at least a quick "hi" so our self esteems wouldn't burn.

We did have one celebrity in our group, Gregg Clark from The New Adventures of Old Christine. He smiled at me, though I think it was because I was wearing a Joanie Loves Tchotchkies shirt.

Tomorrow, Presidential hopeful John Edwards is marching by NBC. I can't make it, but it's kind of a cool thing.

Lots of people drove past and honked their horn. It was MUCH louder than when you have people standing on a corner with "Honk to Stop The War" banners.

As Colet said, "People take this strike shit seriously!"

Even the employee shuttle bus driving into the Fox lot honked. Probably not the best idea for the driver's job future, but we cheered back.

As I said, my computer is on the fritz.

What happened? Software Update told me to download some new system file. I did. It shut down midway. Next thing you know, my programs aren't working and the computer won't reboot.

Hi, who has FOUR deadlines before leaving town on Monday?

And the soonest they can see me is tomorrow (Friday) at 6pm. So much for watching that advance screener of Battlestar Galactica: Razor that our friend Gizicki snagged.