Looks like we’ll be heading back to San Francisco on November 6, until the 9th. During this time we’ll pitch our documentary to The Gentlemen. I don’t think it would be a good idea to talk about the story itself yet, but I can whisper this into your ear: Alien Bikini Monkey Car Wash.
“Do you feel me?”
Apparently we’ll be filmed, which sounds super. I’m attractive and skeletal. They’ll follow us around as we snack at Jardiniere, hang from the cable car at the Hyde Street turntable, laugh fetchingly in the rotating bar at the Hyatt, crap in the planters at the Top of the Mark and wind up gyrating wildly in our tiny shorts at 5 am at the End Up.
Then we do the pitch at a loft in the Clock Tower building.
