Well, I went and voted in the WGA presidential election tonight which coincided with the annual membership meeting. It was very poorly attended. I wasn't going to stay for the meeting, but as I was sneaking out of it, I got waylaid by Ted Elliott who is running for president (and for whom I voted), and is a chum of mine (Ted and his partner Terry Rossio wrote Aladdin, Shrek, The Mask of Zorro, and Pirates of the Carribean, to name a few). As we were gabbing, the very short membership meeting broke up. As I was about to leave, Dan Petrie (Beverly Hills Cop), the current president of the WGA asked if I want to join them for a drink at Kate Mantalini's restaurant across the street. By them he meant him, Ted, and Carl Gottleib (Jaws) the current vice-president and currently running for re-election ( I also voted for Carl). So I did, effectively killing the entire evening schmoozing with the hierarchy of the guild. we also ate...though I have never much cared for the grub at Kate Mantalini's (apparently, it is owned by the same people who have an interest in Hamburger Hamlet). My drink was the ubiquitous diet coke.