Father-Son investors

Shot until 3 a.m.
Up at six with the girls.
Had a meeting at 11 a.m.
Arrive at Dancer offices, make face time then leave immediatly to pitch private investors.
A father and son team;
Actually, not so much of a team as if they are to invest would do it separately.
The father seems to have done this before and doesn’t care about the new tax-incentives that were just passed by Congress.
The son, however, does.
A line-item, dollar for dollar tax write off up until 2009.
Pitch went well enough.
Am shattered, as the British portion of my team likes to say.

Producing a Reality Show.

Begrudgingly said yes to produce a reality show.
About five minutes ago, this happened
Desperately in need of money.
I even tried to price myself out of the job when I interviewed, but they said yes.
Depressing.
Good money, but depressing that I have to go back.
Working for the British company, Radar TV, who created the television show,“Britain’s Most Extraordinary Dancer.”
Not kidding, that’s the title.
VH1 is flipping the bill for a pilot of the US version: "America’s Most Extraordinary Dancer.
The word “Extraordinary” is basically an anagram for “shitty.”
Americans won't get the title; we're not wired that way.
The premise, as I understand it is as follows:
If you took the worst contestants on, say, American Idol, but instead of sending them home they move on to the next round.
The worst, or the most "extraordinary" will win $1000.00 and crowned America’s Most “Extraordinary” Dancer.
I’ll be outta the loop on Operation Pilot for two months (that’s the new title, by the way.)
Cannot help but feel a kinship with Dave Roberts.
He’s struggling for money, too.
Going through a lot of the same things as I am.
Debt, for one.
Kids (and their college funds).
Shit, man, just paying the monthly bills.