Ooooooone of the most interesting things about my life and my time with Stumped? is that if it were a movie, very few people would believe it. For some reason, I experience lots of weird little coincidences and chance meetings that would feel eminently fake if they were portrayed on screen. Case(s) in point: I was in LA, sitting outside a Coffee Bean at the corner of Beverly and Robertson, killing time before a meeting I had at New Line when my cell phone rang. It was an acquaintance of mine, Donnie Darko’s producer Sean McKittrick. McKittrick and I were going to get together for a lunch or breakfast the next day and McKittrick needed to figure out his schedule before we could pick a location. After some cursory small talk McKittrick unveiled his preferred meeting spot: at a table outside the Coffee Bean on the corner of Beverly and Robertson, precisely where I was presently lounging. After my meeting at New Line, I headed over to another building (8899 Beverly) for another meeting. 8899 Beverly is home to two different celebrity PR firms, Warren Cowan and Associates and Chasen PR. In the elevator on the way to Chasen’s office, I got a call on my cell from a publicist whom I hadn’t spoken to in well over a year who worked for Warren Cowan and just wanted to check in with me. When she asked me where I was, I laughed and told her that I was in the elevator on my way up to see her. She laughed at my “joke” and asked me what was new. Capitalizing on the opportunity, I stayed on the elevator and continued up to Warren Cowan’s 9th floor office. I walked in, walked into the publicist’s office and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned and was as surprised as I’ve ever seen anyone. Her jaw actually dropped. If a movie’s script ever featured an amazing turn of events like these, I wouldn’t believe it. It would completely take me out of the moment and lead to a series of interesting complaints. One of the most interesting things about my life and my time with Stumped? is that if it were a movie, very few people would believe it. For some reason, I experience lots of weird little coincidences and chance meetings that would feel eminently fake if they were portrayed on screen. Case(s) in point: I was in LA, sitting outside a Coffee Bean at the corner of Beverly and Robertson, killing time before a meeting I had at New Line when my cell phone rang. It was an acquaintance of mine, Donnie Darko’s producer Sean McKittrick. McKittrick and I were going to get together for a lunch or breakfast the next day and McKittrick needed to figure out his schedule before we could pick a location. After some cursory small talk McKittrick unveiled his preferred meeting spot: at a table outside the Coffee Bean on the corner of Beverly and Robertson, precisely where I was presently lounging. After my meeting at New Line, I headed over to another building (8899 Beverly) for another meeting. 8899 Beverly is home to two different celebrity PR firms, Warren Cowan and Associates and Chasen PR. In the elevator on the way to Chasen’s office, I got a call on my cell from a publicist whom I hadn’t spoken to in well over a year who worked for Warren Cowan and just wanted to check in with me. When she asked me where I was, I laughed and told her that I was in the elevator on my way up to see her. She laughed at my “joke” and asked me what was new. Capitalizing on the opportunity, I stayed on the elevator and continued up to Warren Cowan’s 9th floor office. I walked in, walked into the publicist’s office and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned and was as surprised as I’ve ever seen anyone. Her jaw actually dropped. If a movie’s script ever featured an amazing turn of events like these, I wouldn’t believe it. It would completely take me out of the moment and lead to a series of interesting complaints. One of the most interesting things about my life and my time with Stumped? is that if it were a movie, very few people would believe it. For some reason, I experience lots of weird little coincidences and chance meetings that would feel eminently fake if they were portrayed on screen. Case(s) in point: I was in LA, sitting outside a Coffee Bean at the corner of Beverly and Robertson, killing time before a meeting I had at New Line when my cell phone rang. It was an acquaintance of mine, Donnie Darko’s producer Sean McKittrick. McKittrick and I were going to get together for a lunch or breakfast the next day and McKittrick needed to figure out his schedule before we could pick a location. After some cursory small talk McKittrick unveiled his preferred meeting spot: at a table outside the Coffee Bean on the corner of Beverly and Robertson, precisely where I was presently lounging. After my meeting at New Line, I headed over to another building (8899 Beverly) for another meeting. 8899 Beverly is home to two different celebrity PR firms, Warren Cowan and Associates and Chasen PR. In the elevator on the way to Chasen’s office, I got a call on my cell from a publicist whom I hadn’t spoken to in well over a year who worked for Warren Cowan and just wanted to check in with me. When she asked me where I was, I laughed and told her that I was in the elevator on my way up to see her. She laughed at my “joke” and asked me what was new. Capitalizing on the opportunity, I stayed on the elevator and continued up to Warren Cowan’s 9th floor office. I walked in, walked into the publicist’s office and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned and was as surprised as I’ve ever seen anyone. Her jaw actually dropped. If a movie’s script ever featured an amazing turn of events like these, I wouldn’t believe it. It would completely take me out of the moment and lead to a series of interesting complaints.