A sign...

  • My friend Erin and I decided to take a coffee break during work today. I was telling her about my vacation dilemma. I'm trying to decided whether to go to the SXSW film festival again this year, or take a beachy vacation. I would really like to do both, but I have so many weddings to travel to this year, and I'd like to do some sort of European vacation, so I don't think I'll be able to swing it all.
  • As we were walking by the Thompson Hotel at 2 p.m. on a beautiful 67 degree New York afternoon, the following conversation took place.
  • Me: Blah, blah, blah, SXSW, blah, blah, blah.
  • Erin O.: You just missed the professional moment of your life.
  • Me: Huh?
  • Erin O.: You just passed Harvey Weinstein
  • Me: WHAT!
  • Yep, I did. Most of my friends know that I'm an aspiring filmmaker and meeting Harvey would be the biggest coup. I'll officially meet him someday. Oh, and I took the whole thing as a sign. I'm going to SXSW baby!