Stream of Consciousness Blogging: Writer's Conflict and Marlee Matlin

Thank you for your patience in sticking with The Jason Show during this unscheduled and unforeseen hiatus.  The truth is, the writers of the Show have sat down at their writing table multiple times and have come to blows over what would be acceptable and not acceptable as to the content material of immediate upcoming episodes.      This has put them at an impasse, which has meant that no writing is getting done.  Which means no production. Which means no episodes.

Fear not, loyal viewers.  All is fine in the Show household.  No crisis.  No conflict.  The source of the controversy among the writers comes, shall we say, outside of the home?

That's not to say that there hasn't been plenty of other topics about which the writers could write.

For example. . .

Switched at Birth continues its production on the same lot as The Jason Show.  I've been very interested in the whole affair.  The other night I watched them film a scene over and over again of some cops pulling up to my neighbor's garage and pulling a gun on a young teenager holding a crow bar, yelling, "Drop your weapon!"  Then a predictable clang as he dropped the crow bar and the bark of the officers saying to the guy, who is deaf, "You got something to say?  Huh?  Get in the car!"

Earlier this same evening, I looked out Diego's bedroom window as I was helping him get ready for bed, and saw this:

These ten kajillion megawatt lights were lighting up the neighborhood to make it seem like day when it was actually night.  As you can imagine.

And...before that, I came home from school to see Marlee Matlin standing in my front yard.



The producers of Switched at Birth really know how to treat the neighborhood right.  Those who allow the use of their front yards and driveways are handsomely paid.  Tokens of appreciation, such as car wash gift cards, are freely given.  One of the coordinators even told us, "Feel free to come on over and we'll show you around, you can meet the stars, and if you see everyone's eating, come on out and have a bite to eat with us."

Don't worry, I'm far too shy to take him up on that offer.