I tried to look at it positively; we had a wonderful vacation and Wildwood, NJ weekend, thanks to the Pee-Wee money. I had paid off my car loan. I just assumed Ruebens never actually read the script (“I’d hate to think he did and I drove him to it”). I wrote in my journal that Disney must be filling in Pee-Wee’s footprints at their Grumman’s Chinese Theater in Orlando. All in all, what a zany turn of events! At least I had something new to distract me.
I was going to a “get acquainted” meeting for the “Where’s the Party?” show, with an actual production meeting the following day. This was exciting, right? I had mentioned “Party” here. And I was already shaping the Pee-Wee related events of the year into some kind of follow-up for my “Write Stuff” novel sequel (overly-optimistic on my part I must say now). Or maybe use it for a good sketch for “Where’s the Party?”
I came up with about 25 pages of material, adapting it to the format of the show: “Where’s the Party?” was a talk/variety show. The premise was we were at the swanky penthouse apartment of a rich guy who hosted a swell party every night. There was an A Cappella group (instead of a band), a company of players who would play various party guests that would segue into bits, celebrities would be brought it. Weird talent. We would cut to a guy watching TV if we needed to do a video sketch outside the confines of the penthouse. It really was a fun, flexible format, filled with music, comedy and stunts. Other ABC pilot programs were getting full week try-outs in New Haven, but they were more traditional talk show style (I remember Joy Behar was there the week before us). We were only getting a two-night run.
Work on “Magic” was at a standstill.
I was still working to get Style Without Substance to tape a show on our local public access channel.
There was busy work. There was work. There was hope.