SOME OTHERS

sorta kinda like me.  Except one appears to be an honest-to-goodness farmer, and the other appears to actually have something to do with/in Hollywood. 

Plowing time came early this year.  AgriCrap Incraperated and millions of genetically-modified-corn-fed farting cows may or may not have something to do with it. Meanwhile. as the world cooks, I'm writing another screenplay.  Someone may care someday.  On the other hand, I can't think of a better excuse for never getting around to finishing a screenplay than the end of the world.