We’re writing a movie.

By we, I mean myself and my two writing partners, Brian Levin and Jason Zumwalt. (That’s us, up there!) We don’t know what that movie is yet, but sitting at the new Sugar Cafe on the corner of Allen and Houston, it’s time to figure that out. Eventually, one of us says “let’s write what we know.” Okay. What do we know?”

We think in silence, until finally there’s an answer. “We know what it’s like to be a part of an impenetrable, cock-blocking flock of dudes.” If nothing else, we were keenly in tune with the experience of going out as a group of single guys and forming a disgusting Voltron of testosterone and bourbon that made it impossible to have meaningful conversations with members of the opposite sex. We knew it well.

We talk about this for a while, and eventually leave Sugar with a kernel of an idea: a movie about a group of friends who break up with one another in order to finally grow up.

We spend the rest of the summer outlining “A Flock Of Dudes.” We name the lead character Adam in honor of Adam Brody, an actor none of us have ever seen in anything but we imagine is quite good.

It’s an exciting time. Thanks to a deal with Turner’s SuperDeluxe.com, we were all

able to quit our jobs to make online videos full time as The Post Show. Also, we just signed with a Hollywood talent agency, UTA, and have decided to move out west in the fall to pursue TV and Film.

In mid-September, we move to the Oakwoods in Toluca Lake, and then into a house in Hollywood, though I’m flying back to NY a lot. I have a bunch of weddings to attend. Plus, I started dating a 4th grade public school teacher named Heather and the plan is to do long distance during the school year. After that, who knows?

Settling into Los Angeles, Brian and I take our first round of meetings with production companies. We drink bottles of water and tell young development execs about the screenplay we just started writing. It’s a group decision to leave Jason out of these meetings because (a) Brian and I are the Jews, and (b) Jason is a Viking prone to breaking chairs. We’re sharing one car, though, so Jason rides to the meetings with us and wanders aimlessly around the parking lot while we chat.

We complete the first draft of Flock on December 13th, 2007. We chose to write it in a notebook by hand, because that’s how we had written our sketches, so it takes Jason a couple of days to type it all up.

It’s 173 pages long.

We whittle it down to 120 and send it to our agents. There’s a Friendster joke on page 87.