Way back in 1981 I was pretty much at rock bottom. I was working as a bicycle messenger in San Francisco, after wandering off the academic reservation. I can remember sitting there in the can after a shift one day: I was soaked to the bone, cold and hurt everywhere after going ass over head when my front wheel got caught in an old train track paved over by Levi Strauss.
Up on the cheap plywood that the toilet at 444 Clementina was, at eye level if you were sitting down, some graffiti. I was cold. I was tired. And this is what I read by some anonymous guru I never got to meet:
“The more shit you take, the less money you make.”
I was stunned. The corollary hit me like a live wire connected to that john I sat on as the rain beat down: The less shit you take, the more money you make.
Within 2 years I’d gotten myself a top slot in the media world: Dayside SF at UPI (think Huffpo now).
In 30 years I’ve not found one scintilla of evidence that whatever else is true in life, this is true. All the time, in all places, for all people, amen.
But it’s time to put this to new music, dance it around the room and see if it works for you:
“The more digital you are, the more money you make.”
I have the shot list on one side and sections of the script on the other, and I can re-order and reposition chunks of text next to “shots”.
Phil Simon (the 





