talent

if you're in the biz like i am, weird shit crosses your desk. as the lowest piece of shit in a piece of shit production company, it's your job to open the mail that belongs to no one. they usually contain the headshots of the worst people you've never met. today was different.
a big white envelope was handed to me this afternoon, and it changed my life. its return address reads "THE PRINCESS PARTY, P.O. Box #691538, Los Angeles CA 90069" [i can't believe '69' is in there twice either, but chill, there's more]; in the center of the envelope, right above my company's address, it says "PEACE & JOY theprincessparty.com"; and in the lower lefthand corner it says "NOTE: I WOULD LOVE TO HOST A KIDS SHOW. I HAVE MANY IDEAS $$$" [sic].
needless to say, the envelope did contain a headshot (in color, LA style) for a woman with no last name. please check out their website for at least 21 hours, as i have done, and know i am better for it. princess party: i bet you DO have some sicknasty ideas $$$!