Monday, February 24, 2014
It was hectic with lots of e-mails and wrangling and social media hours spent working along at Mayfair related chaos. Our projector exploded, as you might understand, a working projector is kind of a necessity to screen movies at a movie theatre and to make money and stay open. Plus, I was a bit upset at some editorial rejection for a comic book script that I wrote and am very fond of.
As an added bonus, I woke up at 4:00am with the worst pain I've ever felt in my life thanks to an ear-ache. Seriously. It was deadly. Worse than getting a chest tattoo.
Amidst all the broken Mayfair stress, writing woes, and a debilitating pain in my head, to top it all off I got a text informing me that Harold Ramis died. Not a good day.
My mum used to let me watch SCTV reruns in my early childhood, so by the time I saw Ghostbusters and Stripes, I was already a fan. I won't bother running through Harold's resume...but I will point out that I even liked Multiplicity.
This all happens on a day in which we had Caddyshack on the schedule at the Mayfair. If the projector hadn't of konked out on us, we would have screened a Harold Ramis movie tonight! What are the chances of that!?
Anyhow, I'm really sad...we're all sad. On a day when I get choked up reading many a Harold Ramis tribute from everyone from Patton Oswalt to Bill Murray to President Obama, luckily we can easily remember his genius talent and better times. Let's all go watch Ghostbusters.