More loot from the housecleaning wars. Long-lost goodies for your amusement.
Oh yeah, baby. I was 18, and I was gonna go straight from Fort Smith to Hollywood to be a scriptwriter. (Nobody told me that this spec script wasn’t going to be a viable ticket for that trip.) Getting stuck in local TV never occurred to me.
Quite why there was a whole box of this children’s magazine that I’d been hauling around with me for 14+ years, I’ll never know. But it was worth it just for this. 😆
More to come.
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