TGI Friday: With NAB starting on Sunday, my 2-59 plans are thwarted. So today a big clean up of the usual boring things – dish washing, taking out garbage, clothes washing (Tricia is in Australia looking after her mother). In the middle of this life style threatening routine, an email pops up from WildCare. They need urgent help.
Later in the day, I collect Rod Allen from Larkspur ferry terminal. Rod is a great friend. He laughs at my jokes. He comes from broadcasting in London but was never tainted with “elitism” – a trait common with BBC & ITV producers. He was owner and editor of Broadcast magazine and later my sales agent for my indie documentaries. Sold “von Bulow” to the Discovery Channel for $65,000. I made it for $5,000. He is a sort of hero of mine – Rod – not von Bulow.
Last year post Burning Man, he agreed to cut my Pinot film from 93 minutes to 52, a task I could never do myself. What – throw out 40 minutes of pure brilliance! He says I’ll hate it. Frankly, I don’t care, I just want to sell it – and I’ve always admired his ability as an editor – so his choices will be good ones. So easy to get wrapped up in one’s on pet favorites.
As we were having dinner with Nicola that night (she worked with Rod at Broadcast magazine) I thought it was better to wait until Saturday to see Rod’s changes to my masterpiece –
Great dinner with Nicola, who was the cook for The Rolling Stones. She now runs a market research and brand strategy company here in SF.


