An After Lunch Afterthought (Gutom Lang Yan!)

Before you viewers peg me as a fame-whore—oh well, yeah I am, duh!—consider the following first. I read and re-read my episodes at least five times after it has gone on air. And I can safely say that 90% of the episodes in The McVie Show have been revised at least twice after it has aired. I’ve even revised several episodes days after they aired.

Obsessive-compulsive? You could say that. Careless editor? You can definitely say that. But I revise on-air because first and foremost I should be satisfied with the episodes I show. Yeah, some of them can be trivial, even insignificant. Most are fluff pieces. But I want my fluff pieces to be coherent fluff pieces.

Another thing I realized: I’m happy with mediocrity. HUUU-WHAAAT?! you may gasp. Let me explain: I want to be the best I can be; I want to be great the way I am—writer, interviewer, actor, kisser, rimmer, whatever. But I’m also keenly aware that compared to others I will not always be the best or the greatest because someone else will always be better at writing, interviewing, acting, kissing, rimming, etc. (and conversely someone will always be worse). So I try to just compare myself to me and see how I stack up. That’s why in the comedy/entertainment department, I genuflect before the altar of Badinggerzie’s “Third Sex In The City” blog. Not all of you will find it hilarious, of course, but that is my—and Sassy Lawyer’s—point. Standards are relative. Absolutes are for the speed of light and gods—and even those two have non-believers.

Okay, do I sound too defensive already? I’ll really stop now.