This is so neat!! “The Office” Sabre printer showed up on “The Angel of Death” “Dexter” episode on October 30th. Since the Sabre company corporation is in Tallahassee and Dexter is in Miami, it only makes sense!
Picture source | News tip: Michael (thanks!)
Jenna was a guest on “The Tonight Show with Jay Leno” last night.
PART 1
Jenna Fischer talks about pregnancy pet peeves and public restrooms
PART 2
Jenna Fischer describes her character as a hot mess in her new movie A Little Help.
Ryan posted a new post on his blog, Thousand and One Words:
Two words: worn out. Can you relate? I know I can. Between work, Twitter, Facebook, film projects, music vid cameos, Kelly, and this blog, I’m spent by the end of the day. Sometimes I forget that I’m just a real person, not a Disney tween star. I feel a lot like this frayed tire — weak and overused. The photographer here has made a bold choice by placing the center of interest in the middle of the picture. Normally I’d laugh at such an amateurish move, but somehow it works. It slaps us on the mouth with its meaning, without being too much. Like a human body, a tire is complex and made up of different layers molded together to give it strength. However after time, they come apart due to pressure. Tires aren’t magic, and neither are we. The only exceptions I can think of are Regis Philbin and Jennifer Aniston. But for the rest of us the message is clear: decelerate, and take a minute to cool down before we run too thin in today’s age of ubiquitous non stop activity.
So The Office is 10 years old.
Well the first episode of Series One aired at 9:30 p.m. on a Monday night, 9 July, 2001.
Obviously the concept existed sometime before that. The BBC pilot was shot in January 2000, and we shot our own pilot two years before that. It was shot in a day in the “real Office” that I worked in for eight years from 1989 to 1997.
I had David Brent as a character from about 1995 I’d say, and he is based on people I’d met throughout my adult life.
The very first scene of the series, where he is talking to the forklift truck driver, is based on an interview I had at a temp agency when I was 17, in the school holidays. He was in his mid thirties wearing a bad suit. His opening sentence was, “I don’t give sh—y jobs”; I just looked at him and nodded. He said “If a good guy comes to me,” (he pointed at me to let me know he already knew I was a good guy), “and says I wanna work hard because I wanna better myself, then I will make that happen.” He phoned his friend and at one point said, “Yes of course he’s 18″; then he winked at me and did the Pinocchio nose mime. (It was nothing to do with fork lift truck driving but it was for work in a warehouse). I never saw him again, but I used to do impressions of him as I told the anecdote over the years. He was the very first Brent I can remember. There have been many since.
