TIFF is in full swing in Toronto. Saturday my sisters ran into George Clooney, in of all places, an alley! Where was I? At home working on my TV Shows. I have a Pitch Session at 11 am on Wednesday and can't mess this up. If I do, I give Joey Gannascoli permissin to feed me rat poison on the air! A slow painful death. And he knows all about that from his days on The Sopranos. Yesterday, Precious premiered, with Oprah in attendance. She's predicting Oscar Buzz for Monique.
Hafeta wait for 2010 for that.
For everyone lovin The Shark Tank, can you just believe these people, who have their hands out for $350K and offer the Sharks 15%.
I can't. Each time another entrepreneur thinks they are going to get it Their Way - I shout, at my TV, This is NOT Burger King. Wake up and smell the coffee as O'Leary said the other night. And who can compete with Nike in the Sports Bra Biz? You gotta be kidding me. I cannot belileve the person who has been in business and made, after 5 years, something like $18K. Or the other person, who cleared $4K. In a year. Or, the person last night who thought their business was worth a million but THEY HAVE NO ORDERS. I cannot believe it. Yes, I remember a Root Beer Float, but for Pete's Sake, my grandmother could sell at least 100 a week.
And she's dead for 35 years. I am more astounded with each new contestant. I loved the elderly couple who invented geriatric underwear for people suffering with Crohn's Disease. Nice idea but kinda bulky. Looks like i won't say it.
Well, it definitely reminded me of Sponge Bob with his square pants and i'll leave it at that.
OK, call in on September 28 at 7:10 to chat with Shark Kevin Harrington, 646-915-9574.
You may win a copy of his book Act Now. I am off to feed my shamrocks and think up some new idea for Gardening.