The writers of Late Show With David Letterman have nothing better to do so they've started a blog. Looks like this one will be worth keeping an eye on.
One of them, Lee Ellenberg, tells a story about embarrassing himself by going up to Andrew Bergman on the picket line and telling him (wrongly) that he wrote the movie, The Jerk. I have an anecdote that links right up with that.
I had this lady friend who often did not know the credits of people she met around me. We got into the habit of me whispering them to her so she could participate in conversations and not just stand there feeling excluded.
So one day, we're at Farmers Market and I see the fine screenwriter Carl Gottlieb. He spots me and heads over to say howdy so I quickly whisper who he is to my friend. The three of us have a nice conversation and then, after we part, she turns to me and says, "He seemed very nice and very smart."
"Yes," I say. "Carl's one of the brightest guys I know."
She asks me, "Then why did you say he was a jerk?"
"No, no," I say. "I said he wrote The Jerk."