Happy Hump Day

I'm all tapped out of originality, people. Too bad, so sad. I'm going to blame this neverending cold on my lack of creativity. And for that I'm going to blame the people at my windo leaning into my office breathing on me and touching things and the like. It really is as simple as reading the "do not lean into the window" sign but I guess I can't expect literacy from everyone trying to own and operate a retail food business, now can I? I say all of this to say... I hate my job. On with the show:

Britney's cooch demands it's 15 minutes of fame!

Fresh posts in the casting section. Most are L.A. gigs. Some scattered about.