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Indeed. The tent compound is out on the West Bank, and we're using the same stages as last year.

They're actually very tight with scripts on AHS. Everything is watermarked with the name of the person the script is issued to, and to get on the distribution list you have to have it cleared through Ryan's office. There's been plenty of gossip that it wasn't stolen, rather sold instead. Memos aplenty already. I

Well, you know what they say about the rule of threes, right?

I read this earlier, and almost said something, but figured it was a little too obscure to go on about, but then one of my bosses also said something to me today about trying to remember which twin was which so here: First, if you hold you hands out, palms away from you and touch the tips of your pointer fingers and

I had a slow day on stage, and ended up reading 1000+ comments of vitriol and debate over ol' Carmen Esposito (you're welcome Ham Rove. I know her name's Cameron, but you suck, and deserve to whine and fuss over the letters that basically name a person, while ignoring the meaning of their words and actions. I'm

I'll only say that after reading the eight scripts that have been published so far, I'm remaining cautiously optimistic for the last five. And Dandy and Gloria Mott are my favorite characters of the season.

No room for #teamchelseaperetti?

Oh, baby. You're gonna hate the new one.

I just pitched this to Ryan Murphy's assistant. She gave it a good laugh and promised to pass it up the food chain. REWRITE!

I'm surely in violation of some nondisclosure agreement, but whatever press release they gave was wrong in regards to Chiklis' name. That's all.

Probably the snakes hanging off of your arms.

In the Post-NBC days, he's done a piece with Jack McBrayer where they visit the Weiner's Circle in Chicago, and it's fucking epic.

Here's my thing. If you're going to call yourself the producer, if you're going to call yourself the Assistant Director, if you're going to call yourself the stunt coordinator, you have to wear that hat. You don't get to play at being the boss without the responsibility. That's what kills me every time I see a

Yeah, straight colloquialism. Everything is a show, whether it's a movie, tv show, web series, it all falls under the umbrella of "What show you on right now?"

Yeah, the weather sucked, but that didn't keep us from getting up, getting drunk with a stomachful of breakfast and mushrooms before going to listen to music and watch a parade of the most imaginative costumes imaginable. And weird shit just happens. You're standing there in a t-rex costume watching a float with a

Things are pretty dead in New Orleans right now. Jeff Nichols' Midnight Special started shooting this week, but that ain't happening for this guy unfortunately, and that pretty much only leaves a SyFy reality show that's hiring right now (I'm on day three off, not sure when I'm going back. I have pretty mixed

Man, fuck Kenard. Little fuckin' gump.

Last week I started working on a tv show that debuts tonight on Syfy. It's this reality thing where these two teams have to live in a house together, one team in somebody's idea of the "future" (basically remote controlled toilets with heaters, motion sensors, and bidets), and the other team has to live in the past,

I was rewatching Wolf of Wall Street yesterday and found myself really wishing I could go back to the early 2000's and tell folks that teen heartthrob Leonardo DiCaprio and that chubby kid that tried to buy the platform shoes from Catherine Keener in 40-Year Old Virgin would be smoking crack in a Martin Scorsese movie