Jacob and I were out for a stroll yesterday and had an interesting conversation with some of the kids from the neighborhood. Two had disappeared beside a neighbor's house, another appeared to be directing from the street.

Me (trying to strike up a conversation): What are you up to?

Neighborhood Kid 1: Nothing. We're just trying to do...something.

Me (prepared to learn that they're planting explosives or something): Well, what kind of 'something' are you trying to do?

I learn that they are doing some filming based on A Book With No Words.

Me: Interesting. Is this for a school project?

Neighborhood Kid 2: No, we have our own production company. We're making TV shows and movies.

Me (impressed): Wow, that's pretty impressive.

Neighborhood Kid 2: Yeah, you can find all of our stuff at www.aandmore.com.

So not only do they have a production company, they have a website from which you can buy episodes of the show they're working on via Paypal.

We then talked about books I enjoyed when I was younger (William Sleator). One of my favorite Sleator books was Interstellar Pig; I was pleasantly surprised to learn that one of these burgeoning movie-makers has it. I came away with a downwardly-revised estimate of the probability that western civilization is doomed.