Funny Robin Rafe Story...

As you all know, I have ordered the Manka Bros. senior executives to help me during my recovery from my shattered ankle.  Today, something really funny happened.

Robin Rafe

- President of our Theatrical Group - came over to scrub and wax the floors (and this is no small task with over 20,000 square of house).  So anyway, she comes over wearing a pant suit-type-Hillary-Clinton-thing, high heels and carrying a bucket with a sponge in it.  She mumbled something about having a meeting later with Clint Eastwood and needed to get out of here as soon as possible.  I called bullshit on her - if we had more meetings with Clint Eastwood and less meetings with Bobcat Goldthwait, we wouldn't be in the financial position we're in and she wouldn't be scrubbing my floors.  She admitted that she didn't have an "actual" meeting with Clint Eastwood - just a potential phone conversation about a potential project that he could potentially be interested in.  Whatever, start scrubbing.

To make a long story short, she fell on her ass about 50 times!!! (I don't think she realized that I could see everything in every room on my video monitors).  She is worse at scrubbing floors than in picking movies.  I want someone from post-production to come here and take the surveillance tapes of her mopping and edit together all her falls.  We could probably win "America's Funniest Home Videos"!  We could sure use that $10,000.

I can't wait to see Jay McBee clean out the gutters tomorrow!