Take It To The Max

2003-10-20T19:52:00.000-05:00

New blog: http://www.xanga.com/disappearingninja

Check it out. I haven't figured out all the shit yet, but it looks more interesting.

2003-10-15T22:55:00.000-05:00

That's it. Baseball is over for October. The Cubs couldn't pull it off. I thought they had a chance when Wood hit a homer to tie the game and Alou hit a homer to take the lead. They had steam, but once the Marlins scored, everything faded out. Baseball is over for Chicago and me this year. I will not be watching the World Series because of the Marlins and thier bullshit expansion and wild card antics. I may sound bitter because of living in this town now, but I never liked the Marlins when they went back in 97. Man, I wish Costas was Comissioner because things would be different. First off, the Marlins probably wouldn't be where they are now because they would have had to play more games and harder teams. MLB has turned into bullshit, but there is always next year.

Go Cubbies!

2003-10-11T10:24:00.000-05:00

DON'T READ EBERTS'S REVIEW OF KILL BILL VOL. 1! If you do, you will find out to much information and nothing will be a surprise. I don't know if it will be a surprise, but the hilarity of the moment will be taken away. I usually enjoy his reviews, but this one was too much. I might need to fire off a little rant to the fat man in the suit.

Yesterday was one of the better more exciting days in my short life in Chicago. Kill Bill in the afternoon, walking Michigan Ave with the rich people and realizing that I shouldn't even be allowed on that street, and Death Cab for Cutie at night. The Death Cab show was good except people couldn't stay away from the ubdates of the Cubs game. Technology almost ruined the show for me. People were constantly checking their cell phones for updates. The Cubs won, but I think we all could have waited until after the show. Christ the swarm of happy drunks on the streets could have told us all the score. My one complaint is that they didn't play more songs from their new album which I believe is there best to date. They did end on Transatlaticism (made up word) which was beautiful. 8 minutes of pure genius, increasing in intensity and finally erupting in an explosion of emotion. The opening band (The Long Winters) on the other sucked a fat cock. At first, I was tapping my foot along with the opening song, but after that everything fell apart for them. The lead singer has a mustache and that should have pointed me in the direction this Seattle band was going. That wanted to rock 70's hard rock style, but then couldn't pull it off. I knew it was over for them when they covered Young's Cinnamon Girl. Phish, Phil Lesh, and Dave Matthews cover Cinnamon Girl, not some garage band from Seattle. Go practice and reinvent yourself before playing anymore. Trust me I wasn't the only one. The entire drowd was not into it and the band even realized that they sucked.

Must start working because I am going to the bar at 4:30 to watch the Cubs game at 7. Go Cubbies.

2003-10-10T18:39:00.000-05:00

Tarantino is back with a swift kick to the public's balls. Kill Bill Vol.1 is so absurd that it is perfect. I have never seen something so violent and outrageous in my viewing life. I laughed from the beginning and couldn't erase the smile for the 2 hours of hose like blood bursts and flying heads. I don't want to get to specific so get off your asses and see them film because you will not regret it. I don't think I have any complaints, other than I want Vol 2 now motherfucker. I can't wait 6 months, you cocksuckers at Miramax.

Watch for Gogo because she is a little vixen who will rip you balls off if you look at her wrong.

I thought the script was perfect and ridiculous when I read it and what Tarantino did made it even more outrageous. He has taken cinema to a new extreme, and believe me there will be some assholes out there who will try and copy him--me included. Fucking absurd. I may be going overboard, but to test an audience with that much blood is wonderful. One hint--the anime sequece is FUCKING AWESOME. I will admit that I am a fucking nerd/geek and this is a perfect film after playing a hard fought battle of Galaga.

Eagle claw

2003-10-09T08:56:00.000-05:00

My coffee tastes like a corn tortilla this morning. Maybe it is a sign for me to get some mexican food in my belly. Or maybe it is telling me to start drinking good coffee because this Mazwell House shit is killing your insides. I am a ninja, I should only be drinking the best.

Speaking of Ninjas, a girl in class the other day starting talking about Ninjas and Pirates. She is in some online chat (nerd) that tries to figure out which is better. God Damn that is easy--Fucking Ninjas Retard. Ninjas are invisable while Pirates have the disadvantage of peg legs and eyepatches. I could kill a Pirate with my arms and legs lopped off.

Fucking MMM. He called from Spain this morning at 7am. Christ, I don't have class till 2 and wanted some extra sleep. I couldn't go back to sleep after are stimulating conversation and all the fucking horns and hookers propositioning him in the background. He still has his passport which is a good sign, but he says the noise is fucked.

I watched some of this Documentary about Kevin Smith. He was on a Campus lecture tour which hardly talked about film. Most of it was dick jokes--some funny, but for the most part it was ridiculous. He did admit to not having a visual style which I think is lame. Fuck that, define yourself bitch.

I am an actor now with a great character arc who likes to take risks. Act this bitch. I will rip off the next person's arm who makes me act.

The devil spreads his wings.

2003-10-05T12:58:00.000-05:00

Maybe I don't blog much anymore because my life has become so boring. I am in a contant freakout, always going apeshit about school or something stupid. APESHIT!

I have tried to forget about school over the weekends, but that usually only lasts for a day and then I start freaking out about all the work that is due the following week. I can't seem to get ahead of the game, always finding something more fun to do than school work. I have to write a script today and why I waited until the last minute will not be answered. Getting ahead of the game is the smart option, but why not have a shit load of pressure on your shoulders. I love the feeling of everything holding me down and forcing something out for a deadline.

Watched Jack Black on SNL last night and of course SNL still sucks even with Black as host. There were some funny aspects to the show, but not like the old days. The intro was good and I was wiping tears from my eyes because Black was very animated with his song and dance. I still haven't seen School of Rock, but that is on the agenda for this week, along with Kill Bill on Friday. Sweet fucking kung fu action.

My apartment is fucking freezing. They said they turned on the heat, but I have no way of regulating it so I can't tell if anything is happening. I am losing toes and my fingers will be next. Time to bundle up and get to work.

Rock on.

2003-10-02T11:05:00.000-05:00

My insides are rotting. I had enough whiskey last night to kill a fucking horse. The whiskey poor was perfect. But that Maker's Mark kills me everytime. I think I need to lay off that shit for a little while.

Saw The Frames and Calexico last night. A tremendous show. Loud. Loud. Loud. And since hot dog beat me to the post--yes they were decked out in there skintight rock suits, kicking ass all over the stage.

I saw the singing homeless woman last night. She sits on the corner and says, "Have a nice day. Have a nice day. Have a nice day. Buy a streetwise. Help the homeless. How you doing. How you doing." She says this over and over again in a high pitched chirp. Its weird to walk by when she says, "How you doing" because I have the instinct to answer and when I do she repeats herself so I don't know if she was even talking to me. Maybe she is taunting me.

2003-09-25T08:58:00.000-05:00

I am still freaking out as the first week of school is winding down. So many questions are running through my head. I need to clear my head over the weekend and start fresh next week.

I guess my classes are going well, but overwelming. I need to figure out a schedule because when I get home I have been so tired that I don't want to do anything but lay around. My homework has been little thus far and I have been freaking out about it for some reason. I am most worried about the lines I have to memorize by next week. I looked over the dialogue which isn't much, but it is still intimidating. I only have one class today and then I am somewhat free for the weekend. I have to go in tomorrow to work on a project which hopefully I will finish. The deadline for the project was moved up a week because we were all moving so quickly. WHATEVER!!

Next week is going to be a lot more work and a lot of things are due then so I must be careful with my time over the weekend.

There are a few shows happening over the weekend and I am not sure if I should go or study. Will I actually study on a Friday night? Most likely not. Since jumping into this grad school, I finally have a grip on what Hot Dog has been going through for the past year. This shit is time consuming and life altering. One step at a time.

2003-09-23T08:20:00.000-05:00

Hot Dog called it. I am going APESHIT and I have only had one class. Holy shit it is going to be a lot of work. I already have an editing assignment. Jesus Christ! What am I thinking?

I have class all day to day--bye bye.

I had no one to take my picture yesterday before I went to school. Sad

2003-09-20T10:12:00.000-05:00

GD alergies. My nose is going to explode. This is an every morning thing. I might just rip it off.

Tried to go see Interpol last night at the Riviera, but no luck. When I got there the show had just sold out. I hung a little while looking for some tickets, but then said fuck it at the top of my lungs and jumped back on the train.

I love the train and where I live. I live near everything. The Metro is 3 blocks away and the Riviera is 3 train stops away. There is good music all around me. It is so easy to get around this fucking town.

Went down to school yesterday to pick up my student ID. Of course they weren't open when I got there so I waited for an hour and got my ID right away. Thinking my ID took no time at all, maybe getting my Upass--unlimited train riding for the semester--would take no time at all. Whatever. The line was over 2 hours long. They weren't going to be activated until Monday anyway so I left to walk the city. Got some dough and found a record store. Picked up the new Beulah and My Morning Jacket. The Beulah is awesome and recommended to all. MMJ is good, but takes some time. I haven't listened to Southern Hippie Rock in awhile. MMJ is a cross between Neil Young and The Allman Brothers. I think more Allman brothers with there jams. To all you stinking Hippies--Alaska--who read this MMJ is for you. They are coming to town next week so I will see them live to find out more.

Today is a work day in the PJ. Don't plan on leaving the house unless for some food other than the shit I have in the fridge.

Rock on.

2003-09-17T11:05:00.000-05:00

Walking down Jackson to the bank and saw some weiner on one of those Segways. Kind of wanted to push him over, but I bet he is to fast. Wait a sec. I am a fucking Ninja. He never would have seen me. Maybe I should get one of those. That would be funny, me on a Segway cruising the streets of Chicago, knocking into people and injuring them. I can do just as good of a job on foot as a ninja--I mean through the air.

Met with the graduate advisor yesterday and got my classes--Production, Directing, and Screenwriting. It is going to be intense. I have to act in directing which I am most worried about, but I ran into another classmate who went to acting school who said that we will all help each other out which is nice. I will contribute my technical knowledge to those who have never seen a camera and those who are good writers and actors can give me a hand. I think we will all work together well, but who actually knows. Nothing has started.

Tomorrow we meet for a tour, screening, and a meet and greet party. It should be a good time.

Chicago is nice. It is cooling off, the Cubs are in the race, and the beer is cold. Still need to watch some films and write a proposal, but I am not worried. I keep being told that the History book does not need to be finished until Spring and we should just try and watch as many films as possible. I only have a few pages to read and a few films to watch. I think I am ahead of most other people which is good. Nothing to worry about.

"If this just doesn't fucking rock, then I am not as good as I thought I was." Tarantino on his new film "Kill Bill Volume 1."

2003-09-13T21:08:00.000-05:00

LOADER! Met Nate Dogg after orientation. School is going to fucking rock. Orientation was awesome. We had a good meal, good speakers--nothing long winded, and the department meeting was good. Everyone in the new class is pretty cool.

Met Nate at Sluggers where I found him pounding back 16oz Old Style's. So what did I do, I ordered an Old Style and five hours later we left. Lots and lots of Old Style and some pizza, but now we are hungry and it is time to go and get more food. The waitress by the way looked like Michelle Phiefer but hotter. Michelle in the cat outfit but hotter. Oh my God was she hot. All the waitresses were hot--all midwestern girls are hot.

This place rocks. I am going to jump kick the shit out of this place. My ninja techniques will conquer anything. Fuck Yea.

2003-09-10T22:27:00.000-05:00

Why do rappers always have towels? Do they sweat more than other people? Also I am sick of the entourage on stage. They do nothing but stand there and blurt out words that aren’t real words. I don’t understand this. Maybe I’m not hip to the scene. I go to Snoop Dogg (Double G Bitch) concerts to see Snoop Dogg not the other 40 people with towels. Take it to the beach, not the stage. Got that.

The national news was wonderful tonight. The king of Royal Assholes John Ashcroft was being grilled by Peter Jennings. Ashcroft was trained well to dodge questions. He didn’t answer one question with a straight answer for the 5 minutes he was on. Even though he was on for 5 minutes, I still flipped the channel multiple times. I can not stand that Asshole. Speaking of Assholes, Ashcroft’s Buddy, Dickhead (Rummy) was on PBS being grilled. They must have talked earlier that day because Rummy dodged questions with great insight. I am becoming so sick and tired of the robotic motherfuckers who claim to be running this country.

It’s not just a Republican thing either. The Democrats are a bunch of stinking bungholes. The debate in Baltimore the other night was a bogus piece of shit. The only thing worthwhile was when Kucinich (Mr. Long Shot, but the only worthwhile candidate) called out Graham about voting yes for the war after he had just ranted about how Bush shouldn’t have taken us into Iraq. Kick to the balls Graham from the ninja Kucinich. Who is there to vote for? Lousy pigfuckers.

At least the California recall has died down. It isn’t getting much coverage because maybe everyone is coming to their senses that it is bunch of shit. Just wait a week and those assholes will be back spouting their crap. No recall.

2003-09-09T22:31:00.000-05:00

Finally on my computer again. The phone got turned on today, but I don't have a phone yet because I don't know of any place within walking distance to get on. Speaking of walking, I went to L&T to pick up some shit for the apartment and the approaching winter. Got a cheap comforter and a box filled with all types of lamps. Ended up not buying this one chair because it was a piece of shit. I am sick of buying shit for this place and vow to stop. I did pick up an old school chair (the wooden kind with metal legs) at the retail store down the street. I am done buying. I am saving my money for sushi, beer, and film.

It is hot in here and I need a testavent©. Thats right it is copyrighted. Triple M and I have a patent pending so back the fuck up.

Fuck Fed EX. Those sons of bitches have still not found my last box of CD's. I have a shitload of insurance on them so I am not as pissed as I sound, but could rip off their balls and feed them to them. My other box that shipped back home because it lost the label made it to Denver, but then got shipped back again. They are airmailing it to me tomorrow. I swear to god it better get here tomorrow or there will be hell to pay.

I found a diner down the street that is the new Barn. It doesn't have green chile, but what can I expect. It is cheap, I can smoke and drink coffee, and the food is good. Fuck Yea!

Still working on my history book, but coming close to finishing. Only 300 pages left and I only have 8 films to watch. Almost there. It is time to start this motherfucker.

Great gradma died today. She fucking rocked, but it was her time. She swore, drank, rocked till death. 95, not bad GG.

Guitar kick for GG

2003-09-06T20:14:00.000-05:00

Walked the neighborhood this afternoon and found everything I would ever need. Clark St. which is right by Wrigley Field has everything. There are tons of restaurants--Etheopian, Mexican, and Asian of all sorts. Especially SUSHI. I haven't tried any yet, but I think within the next few days I will have tons and tons of sushi in my belly. The walk wasn't bad either. I couldn't believe how everything is so close.

The Cubs are out of town now, but will be back this coming weekend. Nate Dogg arrives Friday and we have tickets for Sunday's game. I also picked up a ticket for Friday. After the game I will have to jump a train and meet him at the airport. The following day I have orientation and then a hard night of drinking because that is what you do in this town.

Everything is going well. Tomorrow the neighborhood is having a block sale so maybe I can pick up some more trash for the apartment. I might also try and make the White Sox/Indians game, but I might wait till next week when they are playing the Twins--both tied for 1st in the division. This town will explode if both teams make it to the show.

I have been working on my ninja skills and I might be taking them to CA for awhile. I think some Big Brother outfit needs its ass kicked at USC. Night vision goggles. Goggles won't help when I'm there because no matter what no one can see my ass coming. Drop kick to the head. Did you see that coming? I don't think so bitch. Whose pirating movies? No anyone anymore. Once they see my shadow they'll know they are fucked. Give me that camera motherfucker. Now you have no hands. Good luck taking notes.

2003-09-02T20:11:00.000-05:00

Soon to digging through the trash. The alley right around the corner from the courtyard has a nice old trunk sitting in it. I need a coffee table and I think it might work, just as long as it is still there when I am finished blogging. Went to the resale store down the street and lugged a tv stand home through the crowd of Cubs fans. Very exciting. It wasn't that heavy, but by the time I got home my forearms were on fire. I think they are still burning. Where is the GD fire extinguisher.

The place is coming along. I am pretty much furnished and for cheaper than I thought. I ordered a desk today and I think that is the end of it. Office Max says it will arrive tomorrow and for Christ sake it better.

I have been dealing with phone company's trying to find the best deal, but I am not willing to drop the dough for the DSL and the cable company doesn't have service in my area yet (cable modem). I will be going the slow route for now--hell I am used to it so it shouldn't be that big of a deal. The thing is I won't be up and running until next week and all they have to do is flip a switch. Those lazy SOB's.

Went to the Sports Tavern this afternoon to catch the last 3 innings of the Cubs game. Well those 3 innings turned into 9. The Cubbies ended up winning the game in the bottom of th 15th with a Sosa 2 run shot. A pretty exciting time. Being in the tavern is almost like being in the stadium. Not really. I might make into the Stadium Thursday, if I don't go downtown. Everyone goes nuts--plus it is for the division. I don't know how many games the Cubs are out, but it can't be much, if any. They have another game tonight, but I am going to save the dough and hang at home, listening to myself breath.

Beer is expensive here and I am beginning to drink more which is a good thing. How else am I going to meet people if I can't drink a lot. I dropped $20 on 3 Harps. Man that is a lot. In the Duke City that is a case of PBR.

I have to stay around the empy apt. tomorrow while I wait for some goods and then I will head out to see some of the neighborhood. So far so good, but I need to venture down more of Halsted and Clark.

Prince is bumping in the cafe. This place is sweet.

2003-08-31T13:24:00.000-05:00

Blogging at an internet cafe may be invasive, but fuck that noise. I am safley in the windy city--no wind but some rain this afternoon. Pretty lonely, but getting by. Living near Wrigley--near the stadium and all the nonsense. Haven't ventured out to much yet, but plan on doing so in a few days. Got some furniture the otherday, need more and am going to find some in a little while--when my time runs out.

It is a very different lifestyle without a car or even access to one. Going to the grocery store is a project in itself. You can't buy to much shit because if one does, it becomes impossible to carry. Fuck that noise. Went last night and did well, except I forgot to get coffee so I had to wake this morning and begin walking immediatley. Got coffee and some other shit, but the highlight was the crazy homeless woman. I had 2 bags--one packed and the other with just egss. In a voice filled with gravel, she yells "Why don't you put that one bag in the other bag?" I couldn't respond because I thought I was going to spew my insides with laughter. I wanted to give her all my money, but then realized that I was getting short on dough--and without an ATM card that means FUCKED.

I haven't had time to practice any ninja moves lately, but I met a fellow ninja and we are going to kick some ass after the Cubs game. A lot of drunk people to fuck with and practice new moves. They won't be as fast so it should be an ass kicking festival. I might have slowed a bit, but that shouldn't stop the eagle claw from WMDing all over this joint.

2003-08-26T18:15:00.000-05:00

My stomach has been in knots for the past 2 days. I think I am a little nervous to get out of the Dukecity and start all over again. I am also very excited to get on with it. Tomorrow at this time I will be on a plane and headed East.

Nate Dogg is going to make a trip to the windy city over my birthday weekend. He has a business trip to Baltimore and for only an extra hundred bucks he can fly to Chicago--and that is what is happening. By then I hope to have enough furinishing and what not.

Shipped some boxes book rate this morning and then tomorrow is the big shipment via Fed EX. Just have to pack this mo'fucker up and that is it.

This will be the last blog for a little while. I will be offline until next week and then I will be dropping WMD all up in this joint motherfucker.

Eagleclaw to the throat, bitch.

2003-08-24T12:16:00.000-05:00

Man, I haven't blogged in awhile. It feels good to be king of the world again. I leave in 4 fucking days. Oh yea, motherfucker.

Last night, Sara put together a farewell dinner that was over the top. We got 11 people to show and stuff their faces. I won't name names, but they all came. We went to Bucca because that is the place to go when you have a large party. We didn't get the Pope room. I don't know why. It might be because the Pope would have punched me in the face when he saw who it was. Anyway, we had so much food it was unfuckingbelievable. I ordered everything for the table and had no idea that we could take it all down, which we did--dessert and all. After a good dinner and some Watkins stories we parted ways. Some came and some didn't, but we ended up at Monte Vista. It wasn't bad because the majority of Albuquerque was at Fall Crawl. Yes Fall Crawl is really early this year. School hasn't even started for UNM yet. We ended up staying there and sucking down mixed drinks that had hardly any alcohol so we switched to beer. Dave and his wife were in town--who I haven't seen since the wedding about a year ago. That was nice. Doorn was being a pain in the ass last night. He was drunk and he was screaming shit all night. Shit one should not be screaming. Then we left and on the way to the car Doorn tried to start shit, but my ninja instincts kicked in and I nearly killed him. He never thought a man of my size could be so quick. I showed him--silencing him for the rest of the night.

Corey finished the story boards for Out Patient and they look great. I think comic book style is the way to go when selling a project, but in the long run the old school story boards are more helpful when on set. They're very descriptive and over the top. Dan and I figured out the long dolly shot. Well it is not a dolly shot anymore, but a stedicam shot. That makes for less construction and more excitement. Sweet dude.

Katie gave me some Japanese candy for the plane ride. They look pretty damn good. She also gave me some reading material--a little music and some celebrity scandal and boob stuff. AWESOME.

Air guitar riff. Oh Yea!

2003-08-20T10:35:00.000-05:00

My stomach is eating itself. I am so fucking hungry. In twenties minutes I will be at the Mule Barn with the Prodigy (Watkins), Corey, and Emily. Do you believe that someone actually called Watkins a prodigy to his face? What a boner. Yea, I'm a jealous loser who can't write endings to films. Well, fuck me.

Why am I not in Chicago? The Dukecity is eating me alive. I should have left earlier, but at this point there is no point in whining. I will be there in a week--poor within a month and dying of too much sushi in six weeks.

Picked up the new Czars CD. Haven't had a chance to listen to all of it, but what I have heard is pretty sweet. I need an ipod because without a car to listen to music in and rarely doing so at home, I am stuck.

I have Corey working on some storyboards and yes, most of them are ove the top because Corey is crazy. We have one continuous dolly shot that starts with Brian dropping into frame in the alley and the camera dolly's out while he runs at the camera. It continues and then all of a sudden a cop car stops right in front of the camera--all one shot. The cop car is going to hit the camera and then I am going to have to owe the school even more money.

I'm going to drink coffee and smoke cigarettes. Yea bitch!

2003-08-17T20:41:00.000-05:00

I still have Triple M's Damien Jurado CD and in the case I just found a great mix CD that I haven't listened to in awhile. Even at full volume it is hard to hear because my brother has the volume on the tv exceptionally loud. That butthead.

I accomplished nothing today. Absolutely fucking nothing. My Dad is selling the house and at first he wanted me to leave with the dogs for 4 hours and then he tells me that my Mom doesn't want to be around. I planned on getting some work done for school, but no, I have to take my Mom to a movie to get her out of the house. We ended up going to see Bend It Like Beckham. A very good film--coming of age, bollywoodesque, comedy. Bollywood films are hysterical because of the fucking great music, singing and dancing. Leaving the house everytime someone wants to come and look at it better not become a regular thing. I have shit to do. WHATEVER!!!!

I am pretty much all packed except for a few loose ends. It looks like I am going to have about ten boxes which really isn't a problem. After figuring out Fed Ex, I found that it isn't that expensive. I wish I was leaving today. I am ready to have no money and resort to selling myself for sushi. I am going to WMD all over that city. They better be prepared for me to take it over.

2003-08-14T13:10:00.000-05:00

Cleaned out all the shit from the red shed yeaterday. Narrowed down a lot of the things I am taking with me on my move. I threw a lot of crap away, that I have no idea why I kept it in the first place. I just have my CD's and clothes to pack and then I am off to the races.

Watched Hiroshima Mon Amour yeaterday morning. Not a great film, but interesting none the less. I think I am getting more and more on track with all the shit I need to do before the first day of school. Read close to 100 pages this morning--so now I am right where I want to be in my history book. Just finished a very interesting section on sound and studios during the 30's. Very indepth--breaking down the studios and the great directors of the era.

Headed off in a an hour or so to Twin Warriors to play some golf. I have only heard good things from the course so it should be an exciting difficult round.

2003-08-12T23:04:00.000-05:00

All that shit I went through with Fed Ex.com was nothing more than a billion log on names and passwords. I checked my email this afternoon and found out that each time I signed in with a new screen name, I was registered. I think I got the 10% which is nice, but also found out that there is no resident ground pick up. That pretty much sucks a fat cock because that is the cheapest way to go. Without knowing my official address I am pretty much stuck with the air express. I'll live--I'll just have to spend more dough.

Spent the better part of the morning and early afternoon at fucking Vizeon. I really hate that place and am even starting to hate the Family Sausage. We had an audio problem that would not go away and I had no idea how to fix. It was only happening when we were dumping to tape, otherwise FCP was playing it fine. Couldn't find it and after making 5 dubs decided to call it quits and said that it was as good as we were going to get. I don't think Matt is very happy. He said that he was going to try and recapture it in FCP and try and fix the problem before submitting it to festivals. The best of luck. It is out of my hands forever.

Packed up all the books I want to take--only 2 boxes. Less than I thought. Started going through all the shit in the red shed. I weeded out a few boxes all ready and as of now it is looking pretty good. I might get away with taking very little to the windy city--but this could all change tomorrow when I go through the rest of the shit.

I didn't watch any films or do any reading as of yet today. I need to get back in my routine tomorrow before I fall off track. I have Cries and Whispers and Hiroshima Mon Amour to watch before the next batch arrives.

I leave in 2 weeks from tomorrow. Holy fucking shit it is creaping up on me.

2003-08-11T22:43:00.000-05:00

Motherfucking Fed Ex. The son of a bitch website won't let me register for the 10% discount. I am so close to punching the shit out of my computer. Shit/Bitch/Asshole/God damn it/Motherfucker.

Dan is 100% in the right for calling that Kentucky Cunt a dick face. He is a throbbing dick face who doesn't know his asshole from a hole in the ground. What he said about Dan's paper is all bullshit. For some reason that dick face thought the entire paper was about war, but in actuality it is about authorship. I feel sorry for this dick face because Dan lead up to his thesis of authorship and it is easily explainable. He is a dick face--that's all.

Started some packing this morning. Nothing big, just a few video tapes and cleaned out the desk as well as the organizer. I think I am going to have more shit than I had imagined. All those cd's and books are going to take up a lot of space. I need to start throwing shit away and decide what to take and what not to take. I did buy my plane ticket out this morning. I leave on the 27th of August. It is a one way flight so I suspect that I will be detained for a minimum of 12 hours. They better not even think about or I am going to WMD all up in the Sunport.

On the news this evening, I heard a report about video cameras going up in schools--starting with Mississippi. This is fucked up nonsense. What are they trying to teach these kids? I'm more scared of the government than I am of some crazy shithead blowing up the school. Do they actually think that cameras are going to stop kids from killing other kids? Oh yea, Columbine would have been stopped. If anything, those kids would have loved to be on video. What it's going to do is silence a lot of voices. These kids are going to be scared to speak their minds with their every move being taped.

Matt and I head to Vizeon for the final time tomorrow morning. I have to throw on some Flicks credits, make some copies, and then I am out of there. Afterwards, I think we are going to submit films to some local film festival taking place at the Lobo this weekend. A church owns the Lobo which might mean that they won't be taking certain kinds of work. I'll turn in Distress and if they don't like it, fuck em.

2003-08-09T18:08:00.000-05:00

Just got back from Capturing the Friedman's. A pretty good documentary, but I have no sympathy for any of the Friedman's. I believe that is because of the way they were portrayed in the film. I was jumping back and forth between their guilt and innocence. By the end, I felt confident that they were guilty of the crimes put against them--child molestation. At the beginning of the film, I thought they were innocent and as the film moved forward everyone in the family began to get dumber and dumber until they did themselves in. I think it is a cut and dry case that would not have been a good documentary without all the home video footage. The eldest son David has the camera set on a tripod as the family fights over the charges and what is going to happen to their father/husband. The hardest part in the film to watch is in the beginning when David comes on screen (video diary) and says that if you are not him you should not be watching. You feel like you want to turn your head, but actually have to find out what he is going to say. I think the Friedman's are insane, except for the smart son who didn't want to be interviewed for the film. Even though, throughout the entire film I wanted to know where he was.

I had a ton of sushi last night with Triple M. I was watching something stupid on TV at around 2:30 and they were eating sushi. I had to have some immediately so MMM and I went to gorge ourselves. Everything was perfect until we decided to get some extra sushi. I promised MMM that we would get the Philadelphia roll because I had picked everything else. It looked good on the table, but that couldn't have been any further from the truth. Fucking cream cheese in sushi is bullshit and wrong. The salmon and avocado portions were perfect, but once the taste of creamcheese hit my throat I thought I was going to puke everywhere. From now on I am going to stick with the traditional sushi. I wish I had enough money to go and have sushi tonight and every night after that.

Been looking into moving trucks and moving services for my big move to Chicago. Motherfucker, that shit is ridiculously expensive. Uhaul and Budget wanted $800 and Penske wanted a whopping $1500. Infuckingsane. Then I called a Upack em joint and they wanted $1200. I figured that it is cheaper for me to Fed Ex some of my stuff and buy all the furniture when I arrive. Train/Plane ticket, furniture, and Fed Ex is cheaper than all the moving trucks. I am still up in the air on my departure date, but I am thinking the 27th or 28th of this month. I am ready to hit the road.

2003-08-07T19:52:00.000-05:00

MOTHERFUCKER! What is this world coming to? Could California become any more fucked up? Who am I going to vote for--the tiny dicked muscle head, the midget, or the porn giant? Thank Christ almighty that I don't live in California. Poor Dan and Anna. This shit is more fucked up than Ventura in Minnesota. Arnold runs around screaming "I'll be back" every 2 seconds. This guy is a fucking idiot. Gary Coleman is a retard. Christ, no one has seen the guy since he was a security guy. And Larry Flynt's wheelchair bound ass isn't any better. I'm Larry Flynt and I want to put slot machines all over the state to get rid of the deficit. Sweet idea. How about, for every quarter spent a California resident will get a free subscription to Hustler.

My awesome idea: Since there is a majority of washed up pile of shit celebraties running for office, FOX should hold the debate. Not a traditional debate dumbass, but a Celebrity Boxing Debate. I think Arnold has the advantage, since he can only fight a midget and a guy in a wheelchair. He could probably kill them both by stepping on them. We make it a tag team boxing match. Each candidate gets to choose a fighting partner, but Arnold has to choose his disgusting wife. Could she be any skinnier and frightening? She looks ready for Halloween 365 days out of the year. More botox anyone? I think she drinks it for breakfast. Coleman could be paired with Todd Briges (he has experience--sweet advantage), and Flynt has to choose one of his centerfolds. Very very distracting. Gray Davis would be the ref. This would be the ultimate debate. All the democrats running--Arianna Huffington (Yea, Whatever) will watch ringside, collecting teeth and facial tissue from the fighters.

I hope J LO runs for president. She is from the block. Bush can take his scripture and shove it up his ass because J LO's sweet ass will be in office.

Is this world retarded or am I blowing everything out of proportion. I think day by day things are becoming more and more fucked up. Let's send people to Liberia to get slaughtered just like Somalia. Where is the WMD because I could use some?

Happy Birthday Triple M. We're gonna WMD all over the jizzoint tonight. Bling bling and bitches will be flowin like Crystal at a P Diddy party.

2003-08-06T11:54:00.000-05:00

Like Triple M said, the people danicng outside of O'Neils were hysterical. At first they were dancing to a slow song then all of a sudden they reached in the car and put on Saturday Night. We were cool until they started dancing faster and singing at the top of their lungs. At that point I fell on the ground as did Triple M and I shit my pants I was laughing so hard. When we left another couple came out of the restaurant and said, "They are fucking dancing." Got into their car laughing and peeled out. I wish I had a video camera because that was some funny shit.

Ryan thanks for the explanation on how to get pictures on the blog. Seems complicated, but if you can set that up for me that would be RAD. That tree you had in your front yard was fucked up. Your lucky that son of a bitch didn't come tumbling down on the house or someone's car. That would suck, but also be pretty god damn funny.

I got a call from Chicago apartment people this morning at 7. What the fuck? Don't those assholes know there is a time difference. I took advantage of the wake up and tackled 50 pages of history before breakfast and cigarettes. Finished the chapter on early Soviet cinema. At first it was boring--but eventually picked up--breaking down the Odessa Steps scene shot by shot. Very interesting.

Watched The Wild Bunch yesterday. The 2nd best movie ever made next to Badlands. Peckinpah is fucking amazing--a fucking genius. The end of that film where all the Wild Bunch is standing around and then they laugh and realize that they should kill every mother fucker is perfect. I tell you it is perfect.

I have to practice some eagle claw moves for my master. He has the toughest squirrel in the West lined up for me to fight. It is a little scary, but I think I have the speed and skill to rip him to shreds. Oh, my master wants me to fight him blindfolded. I think it is fucked, but if I don't listen I get my balls stepped on by a horse. I just want to know when I get to fight humans. This guy is obsessed with animals.

Gone.........................

2003-08-05T09:41:00.000-05:00

Check cleared--truck sold. Thank Jesus H. Christ. No more worrying about insurance or any of that jazz. One down, one to go before I leave. I promised not to mention so I won't.

Still haven't heard from financial aid and I am beginning to worry. I wonder when they want my money? It doesn't seem like they care very much because no one has called or done anything. Today, I am going to call and find out what is happening. I need the extra dough for rent, throwing stars, and sushi.

Watched Witness yesterday afternoon. I enjoyed it, but I pretty much hate Harrison Ford. In my opinion, he over acts. For instance at the end when he is screaming at the other cop, I wait for his head to explode because he is shaking uncontrolably. It was interesting how the Amish people were protrayed. After watching the documentary Devil's Playground, I found that Peter Weir depicted the Amish correctly. During the working scenes, it felt as though the film were a documentary.

My buddy Ryan started a blog. Check it out at www.r3tr0.blogspot.com. I don't know how, but he has pictures on his blog. Must practice foxwalk and throwing stars. Ha.

2003-08-03T17:46:00.000-05:00

Afternoon storm started a few minutes ago. It is nice having rain almost every afternoon. The heat subsides and everything starts to smell much better. Listening to This American Life on NPR while I try and figure ot what to do. Should I read some history or the Sunday Times? I am think the Sunday Times, but I know I should be reading history.

Just finished Y Tu Mama Tambien. Very homoerotic film. It is a good dissertaion on Mexico itself--politics and life--as well as a good coming of age story that breaks up a friendship. It was better watching it for the second time. I could understand everything that was going on--the road trip and Mexico as a country.

Sold my truck this morning. One burden off my shoulders. Forgot I placed the ad and got a call from some guy this morning. Met him at a gas station and he gave me an offer, but I was hesitant (sp) so I left and realized that I should take the offer. As I was going to sell the truck to this guy, I got another call and went and showed someone else the truck. He offered me $500 more so I took his offer. The ad started today and it was sold by the second phone call. I got very lucky. Now I just want to cash the check to know that everything is cool. The thing is I forgot to sign the title over so there is really nothing he can do before I sign it. I guess we are both holding each other hostage because I have a check and he has an unsigned title. I think everything is fine. The weird thing is that we have mutual friends. Whatever, it is now out of my hands.

Tim and Betty arrived from Buffalo last night and are now in Santa Fe for the day. They won't be around for dinner so I stole some of my mom's salmon and am going to have a feast. Awesome.

2003-08-02T12:56:00.000-05:00

Just finished watching Bound--the two worst actresses ever, but decent story. I forgot about the film entirely until the hot lesbian scenes began, then I remembered almost everything. The Wachowski Brothers really made a jump when they did the Matrix. Bound doesn't have any special effects or sweet camera moves. The best shot in the film is at the end when Violet kills Ceasar in the pool of white paint. Nice slow motion effect with the blood squirting out of Ceasar's chest. Anyway, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be because the beginning drags a little, but then everything picks up.

Yesterday I watched The Manchurian Candidate and the Devil's Playground. Manchurian Candidate is amazing and the ending is unexpected. It was still a shock even though I had seen the film before. The Devil's Playground is a decent documentary about Amish Rumspringa. When an Amish kid turns 16 it is the beginning of his/her rumspringa which means that they can experience the English world. Yea, they do lots of drugs, fuck everything in sight, and drink all the time. The documentary is pretty good, but loose is some parts. Starts off slow without any direction, but by the end everything has been tied together.

I ate so much sushi yesterday I almost exploded. I was supossed (sp) to have sushi with Triple M, but he couldn't come up with the coupons. Maybe next time.

Still searching for an apartment. This is the last time I am going to write about an apartment search until I have something more to say. For instance, I found a place.

2003-07-31T19:38:00.000-05:00

"Shut up baby." My favorite line in Double Indemnity. What is with the dialogue in that film? It is fucking hysterical. The film is a good one. At the beginning when Walter's mistress wants him to kill her husband, he is a moron for saying yes because he thinks she loves him. You can tell that she never loved him and when he finally realizes it--the moment is great. Shoot the bitch in the stomach. Nice move Walter. Now why don't you go and die in the hallway from a shoulder wound. A fucking shoulder wound. I guess it was 1938. Good film with good pacing, but some of the continuity was off. That is understandable for the time, but still noticable.

Went back to Vizeon today. Not my idea. I thought the point of Flicks was to make a film in a week, not go back and fuck with it. We really didn't do very much because the fucking film is fucking perfect. Lowered some audio levels and stretched the title by a second. I'm telling you Matt and I cut a perfect film. The audio glitch took all of a minute to fix--but I guess being awake for thirty hours hindered us from finding a solution. The solution was to take some room tone to match the others scenes and delete a gasp. So fucking easy it is ridiculous. We do have to go back though because JD was in a meeting this morning and he is the man with the Flicks titles. Once those are attached Matt can shop it around.

Talked to the guy renting the apartment in Chicago last night. It went well. The place sounds perfect. My own room, a back patio, fireplace, ac, 4 blocks to Wrigley, 2 blocks to the El, and cheap. I think it is to perfect to be true. They want to meet me and have me see the place. It is kind of hard because I really don't want to go out there before I move. So I sent him my resume and a letter stating some bullshit and then I am going to talk to him and his roommates on Sunday evening. Except he emails me tonight and tells me that some other guy can pay the deposit and buy all his shit from him by Friday. What is this guy trying to pull? I'll know what is happening by Sunday. But after hearing about this other guy, I am kind of worried.

Triple M you should know not to lick escalator handles. I learned the hard way when I got caught licking the elevator buttons. I was sick for a long time. Anyway, my ninja training is going well. I fought a squirrel today. It was difficult, but I had to do it. My master says that ninjas fight squirrels because they are fast and ninjas have to be fast. I am so fucking fast now. My brother is lying on the floor holding his balls. He didn't see that one coming. I didn't even get off my ass. Talk back to a ninja again, I dare you motherfucker.

2003-07-30T16:45:00.000-05:00

Watched Raise The Red Lantern this morning. It was nice getting up and starting the day with a film. Amazing film. It kept me on the edge of my seat the entire time. I hated characters at the beginning of the film that by the end I felt sympathy for. Yimou's direction is perfect, creating a seamless story told through little dialogue. I agree with Dan on this one. It is perfect.

Met Triple M at Double Rainbow for lunch. I had a huge Rueben Sandwich that went in every direction. The motherfucker wouldn't even stay together. By the end I was eating it with a knife and fork. I know that is stupid, but it was the best way to shovel it in quickly. The rest of the afternoon has been a bust. I have read 5 pages of history and fell asleep for a little bit.

Now I have to go to Munos on the other end of the world to pick up my Dad's car. That really pisses me off. He has been acting like a putz ever since he got back and I am sick and tired of doing shit for him. Ever since he said they were going to sell the ranch and head back East, he has been confrontational. I was going to take him golfing this weekend, but I don't think it would work out. Being together for 4 hours is a long time.

Fuck, I have to go Munos. I need to watch a film and read, not pick up a fucking car.

2003-07-29T17:01:00.000-05:00

I know the template is a shock--but it had to be done. I was getting sick and tired of looking at the nasty pea green background. It must have driven everyone nuts to read. Enjoy the new one. I wish Blogger had more to choose from.

Just finished watching The Graduate. Damn, that is a good film--plus Anne Bancroft is HOT. Fucking Hot. I usually don't like Dustin Hoffman--I mean I pretty much despise him, but he has been in some good films. Those films probably would be even been better without his presense. I've seen The Graduate before, but watching it for the second was a good experience and a lot of that film is humourous. Swinging the Cross at the wedding at the end is hysterical--then locking the wedding party in the church. Nice move Dustin.

I am trying to watch 1 to 2 films per day. I have a few films to watch before school and I really can't fall behind. I might have found a place today. It was advertised on the Columbia website. The only downside--might actually not be one--is that it is living with 2 other people. They are both recent graduates of Columbia and they live in a great neighborhood--4 blocks South of Wrigley and 2 blocks from the El. Sweet Jesus, this good be the end to the hunt. I am going to talk to the guy who placed the ad tomorrow evening and hopefully I will know what is happening. I just want to stop looking for a place and start concentrating more on school.

Alicia told me the other day that she might start a blog. I think she should because it is so much fun. Just be careful. Triple M, where are you? Are you still writing the BlueMan Group article. Give it a rest and blog.

2003-07-29T10:19:00.000-05:00

I guess Julia is in town because Triple M is off the map. Where are you? We need you nonsense to take us through the day.

Looked for apartments online for a long fucking time yesterday with only little hope. I flagged about 5 places that might work--but now I need to find out there exact locations. I don't want an hour commute everyday to school. Talked to my Dad's friend out in Chicago and he helped me out. He told me that I didn't need to go out there beforehand to find a place. So I am not. Then I talked to Anna and she came up with a good idea. All these people with good ideas are killing me. I think I just might fuck this one up on my own. I am going to look for some more places today--but not having a fast modem is a pain in the ass. I sit here all day waiting for one page to turn over.

I called the school yesterday to find out about my financial aid status and NOTHING. They told me that I should know in 2 weeks what I have been awarded. Christ, this is what they told me over 2 weeks ago. I may never know and then I may never go to school.

Going to lunch with the Alaska Hippies this morning and then back home to watch some films, find apartments, and read some history. Holy shit, my life is exciting.

2003-07-28T16:30:00.000-05:00

There is a glass jar sitting on the table next to the computer that looks as though it is being lit with a spotlight. The sun is bouncing off the metallic roof and falling through the window onto the jar. It looks surreal especially after watching Tykwer's Heaven. Very interesting film. Moved very slow--but also felt rushed via storeyline. The cinematography was unbelievable. His style as a director is different than most. Tykwer's choice of shot--dolly, wide, cu--is almost always more interesting than other directors. The camera seems to be continuously moving, creating a fluidity that is graceful and mesmerizing. I recommend it.

Went to the Barn with Alicia this morning. She is probably on her flght back to DC at this very moment. It was nice to see her. She has become very sarcastic living out in DC. It is pretty fucking funny to talk to her. The Barn was good--both had burritos and mine came with cigarettes and coffee. Yes you can still smoke at the Barn because it is not in the city of Albuquerque. I found out the smoking law went into effect when I could not smoke at Garcia's. What is happening to this country? Before we know it they (Religious Right) are going to ban booze and talking at restaurants. WHAT THE FUCK?

2003-07-27T12:36:00.000-05:00

Last night rounded out the wedding weekend. Lots and lots of weddng fun. The ceremony was nice--but frightening as well. I don't attend church and I thank my parents for not taking me to church. When I entered the church doors I thought I was going to explode or catch on fire (devil horns), but it wasn't hot at all because the air conditioning was kicking. I think that is what saved me from immediate damnation. Anyway, the service was wierd. A little heil hitler which was actually a blessing and a lot of preaching. I did learn a lot about the stained glass window pattern.

Headed to Billy's for a beer before the reception at the Hyatt. We thought it was happy hour--but the ladies in bikini tops thought otherwise. The reception was nice. Drinks were expensive--but who cares because I was throwing money around. Had a few Crown and 7's, smoked a carton of cigarettes, and danced with someone's mother. Why does that always happen? Triple M drove me home because there was no way I could have pulled that off. Felt like a ninja kicked me in the skull when I woke up. Not some little roundhouse--but a full on sweet ass motherfucking jump kick to the skull. 2 Aleve cured the pain.

The BBQ last night was nice. There was fry bread. Oh my sweet christ was it good--with or with out honey. After eating fry bread I found myself helping Puma's cousin with some slideshow. I fixed the audio working in some crazy Windows editing software and then went on my way. The show was one of those alternating grow up picture deals and then the new couple together pictures. So cute, I puked on someone standing to my right. Later that night the crazy hippies went to the casino--not Sandia (2 minutes away), but Santa Ana in BFE.

The people who came in town are shuffling out. I'm not going anywhere anytime soon. Still haven't found a place--but I am probably going to rent from a distance. As soon as I find something everything will begin to cool down. Watched L'Aventura yesterday. Dan says it's perfect, I say not--but I did tell him that I would watch it again to be sure. Have to watch Godfather II today and maybe III if I feel up to it. Also need to crack the history book. There is a ninja at the door waving me over. I can't be late to my lesson. Until next time.

2003-07-24T16:39:00.000-05:00

The whole crew got together last night for one for fling before Puma takes the leap. The Alaska hippies flew in, Denver hippies flocked, and Durango hippies rounded out the hippie circle. There was so much Phish and Dead talk I thought it was the late 90's. Everone is exactly the same. Some have gotten bigger, some look much much older, and some have lost more hair. After starting out at Kelly's, everyone wanted mixed drinks so we went to Ned's--good place except for the fucking big screen tv--then they wanted to go to Bennigan's of downtown (Maloney's). Fuck that noise. So we ended up at Brewsters which isn't much better than a dumpster. They were spinning (yes, I'm hip to the scene) hip hop and all the ladies and Diaz were shaking their asses. Most were drunk and it looked like a high school kegger except for the guy hanging all over the married and soon to be married women. It's as though he had no idea what we were celebrating. Anyway it turned out to be a fun night.

The wedding golf tournament was this morning and everyone was dragging from last night. It was a good time. We didn't win, but I swore a lot and won the long drive contest--$25 gift certificate. Yea, I fucking rock. Just taking it easy until dinner with the family--for Scott's birthday and Mom and Dad's anniversary today. Robb's Ribs for lots of meat and hot fucking BBQ sauce. Sweet Tits Bitch.

Thanks for the disc Triple M. That mother fucker rocks the fucking house. So many good songs by so many great bands on such a small disc. Who knew that a disc so small could pack such a big punch? Must read some film history.

2003-07-23T18:04:00.000-05:00

I am beginning to stress out over the no apartment in Chicago yet. I spent a few hours searching on the net today, but nothing. Fucking nothing. This is becoming fucking ridiculous. I think I am going to have to fork over the dough and head out there for a week to find a place. God damn it, son of a bitch.

Read a little history this afternoon. Nothing special--just the move East to West (Hollywood), patents, copyrights, big studios beginning, and the feature film beginning. I think it is going well thus far, but there is still a lot of work to be done.

Finally got some rain the past few days. A decent amount fell. Just have to hope that it continues for the rest of the summer.

My life has become boring and I am running out of things to say. There are pirates and ninjas fighting in my driveway. I have to take care of this.... Holy shit. One of the pirates threw his parrot at the ninja and the parrot started gouging its eye out. That's gotta hurt. Wait wait. The ninja just ripped out the parrot's heart and ate it. The ninjas are beating the shit out of the pirates. Oh my god (say very slowly in amazement). The head pirate, with a jump kick, dug his wooden leg into a ninjas temple. The ninja is twitching on the ground, but he is starting to get up. This needs to be stopped.

2003-07-22T23:34:00.000-05:00

Just changed my pants. I WMD'd all up in them after reading Triple M's commentary on Coop's blog. Fuck that shit is funny and I think Coop has just entered the realm of the dragon. I will keep my distance for now--but if there is any provoking I will not hesitate to jump in and drop some wicked WMD.

Did a lot of driving today and got nothing done. I was looking for some clothes for this wedding I'm going to on Friday. First, it all starts out ok--but then I get to a store and I want to slam everyone's face into the counter. I did have fun at the Men's Warehouse. Why I went in there I will never know. I did waste the clerks time. She had all this shit laid out and I said, "Let me think about it. I'll be back later today." Then bullshit began flying in all directions. I actually just go to stores to get some exercise. I put on my jogging suit and power walk the mall a few times a week. I get all kinds of crazy looks. It might be the head band or that as I'm walking by people I steal their drinks for rehydration. Fuck them, I'm in the zone.

The hippies arrive tomorrow via plane or VW. I really don't know. Tomorrow we are all getting together to bullshit and talk shit. I'm out BITCHES.

2003-07-22T11:36:00.000-05:00

Made it downtown last night. It felt good to have nothing to do again. That is how I like it No Diggity. Smog played the Launchpad last night and it was one of the best shows I've seen in awhile. Smog is a lot like Lou Reed--not really singing, but singing--telling stories, and rocking hard. The entire show was good mixing both soft songs with hard rocking tunes that could blow your mind.

What is it with the asshole at the concert who feels it necessary to yell something at the band between songs? Whoever that person is, he/she should be hog tied and removed from the building. I don't remember what the asshole said last night, but it was along the lines of "Play another song, Yea, you rock." No shit asshole. Thanks for expressing you concerns that they might not play another song ten minutes into the set. This guy is almost as bad as the guy who wears the t-shirt to the show he is going to.

Found Coop's blog again and he is on a tear. I don't know what that outdoor pseudo hippie is thinking. He fucks with me, he fucks with Triple M. Bad choice my friend. Check his bullshit out at stalkingben.blogspot.com. He keeps referring to this Yatta thing. My computer is to slow so I really don't know what it is. He must be in love or just humping it because he compares everything we do to it.

2003-07-21T01:33:00.000-05:00

I am back to normal now. I continued to nod off throughout the day--but now I am ready to rock and roll.

Why is it that everytime I turn on the TV I hear some rock and roll song hawking panties or cars? What the fuck is happening? Are all these musicians poor or are they too tired to say no to the advertising? For fuck sake--Bob Dylan is slinging Victoria Secret Panties, Blur loves their Levi's, and Led Zeppelin enjoys the leather of Cadillac. They are all sellout whores who should be strung up by their balls and forced to sling merchandise at WalMart--the whore of all whores--the place with the most blood on its hands.

Dan might hate--but I am extremely angry. I can't wait to rule the world. My kingdom will rock. I will have ninjas guarding the outer perimeter. They will line the moat surrounding my castle as well as be in the moat--ready to attack at any moment. There will be rock concerts all the time, WMD to ride for the kids (duh), and sushi every night. Holy crap this is going to be sweet. Oh yea. I will broadcast all my speeches via computer voice--different voices everyday. FUCK! I better get planning. Sweet, Rad, Fuckin' Bitch'n, Awesome, Dude, Yea, WHATEVER!!!!!

2003-07-20T13:51:00.000-05:00

I am still tired--even with a good nights sleep. All the Red Bull, Coffee, and Cocaine has caught up with me. It helped during the festival, but now it is time to clean my system. Flicks turned out to be everything Matt said it would. Lots of rumors, bullshit, and no sleep. I didn't sleep from Friday morning until Saturday at 12. Holy shit, I thought I was going to die. We finished the film, turned it in, and went to bed. I think we did a hell of a job in a fucking week. For fuck sake, we made a film in a week.

As, I've expressed in the past, I wasn't that excited about the script--but the end product is something much more. The script was only a blueprint and Matt's direction with Corey's lighting are what made the film what it is. Watching it last night at the premier was exciting and gut wrenching. Christ, I was sitting between the Sound Engineer and the Lead Gaffer. I was hoping the entire time that I did them both justice in the editing room. Of course, I had nothing to worry about because the film looked fucking amazing on the big screen. Each scene transition was seamless, without any audio or lighting differences. I think the best part of the night was when the audience laughed at all the right parts. I think we had the entire audience rolling with the "homosexual" line. We built that fucker up to its full potential. Reaction shot after reaction shot made the humor pour out of The Family Sausage. Last sentence is kind of gross, if you think about it to long.

The dissapointing part of the evening was when we didn't win or get any recognition. I know it is an honor to be involved in Flicks, but for christ sake at least try to give awards to films that deserve it. I wonder if those fuckers who run the festival gave the awards to the best scripts not the best films. That is what it felt like. The winner, Clown Camp, looked and sounded like shit. There fucking audio was over the top loud. So loud that my ears were bleeding. None of the suido or image matched from scene to scene. Babof was another film that won, but pretty much sucked a fat one. It was experimental in a sense which can be good, but if they would have cut 8 of the 10 minutes it would have been good. Zombies doing the robot and breakdancing is fun as a music video, but without a good story it is shit. It felt like Michael Jackson's Thriller video gone bad. It fucking sucked.

Mind you, there were some decent films. Cluck by Nutter was good, Medicine Wind sucked, Blueberry Muffins had potential, and Lifters needed a lot of work. All in all it was a good experience and I met some interesting sleep deprived people.

On another note. I think I am falling behind in my summer reading and viewing schedule. I don't actually remember what I have done as of yet, if anything. I need to get the ball rolling. I don't want to go into Chicago behind. I need to be on track or ahead of the game. FUCK. I am still freaking out from the previous week.

Time to make a Red Bull with an eight ball. Try it, it tastes like cough syrup and ass hair. mmmm good.

2003-07-18T08:09:00.000-05:00

I think my body is beginning to fail me. Have I left Vizeon or was that a dream? I don't know what is happening anymore. Matt and I walked out of the doors at 11 and it is now 7am next day. For fuck sake--this shit is crazy. In a way I am having fun trying to make a movie in a week. Well, editing 2 movies for me since I fucked up the first time. We got a lot finished yesterday. We had a rough cut of everything except for the montage at 7pm. Came back from dinner and worked on the montage. Finished the montage and by 9:30pm we were laughing like 2 little girls for about a half hour.

I came in an hour before Matt is going to arrive. I wanted to work on the transition into and out of the montage. It looked good last night--but as usual I fucked it up somehow. I don't think I know what I am doing anymore.

Goal: Be finished at 12am.

2003-07-17T09:36:00.000-05:00

First off--Coop is up and running again, talking shit as usual. Triple M and Dan--we need to take care of this problem. MMM, Coop has started a nuclear holocaust. I will post his blog later--right now I don't have time because I am about to begin editing again.

I was at Vizeon last night until 1 in the morning. I fucked up my project. I take the blame--but Matt for some reason won't let me. Who knew that if you shoot in 24p that you can't capture in 24p--or at least how I tackled it? I had the entire rough cut of the film completed--then we realized that it was jumping a lot. My dumbass thought it was progressive scan and just how it looked. Boy was I wrong. We finally figured out how to capture it correctly and then I was off to the races. I had to bag everything I had done the previous days and start from scratch.

I began relogging and capturing at 7pm, went to the wrap party for a half hour and continued logging and capturing until 12:30am. Then I started cutting until 1am. It was a long fucking day--but the PBS films got me in shape. I am now back at Vizeon about to start rocking and rolling. Matt is going to show up in a couple of hours with music and then we will be all set. The footage still looks good and I think we may have a good film on our hands.

I will update mid day or late tonight. I hope to christ there aren't anymore problems--but this is Flicks.

2003-07-15T13:48:00.000-05:00

I should be working right now--but I just finished capturing all of tape 2. Some what of a pain in the ass--but I do get the opportunity to look at all the footage. The footage looks good. There are a few little kinks here and there--but I think that is not going to be a big problem. The problem right now are the editors next to me who do not shut the fuck up. They are constantly flapping their gums. I might go over there and rip their fucking heads off and kick them into Comanche. I wonder if they even set up their preferneces yet. They are still talking about the system--but it just happens that the main editor is an editor from Santa Fe. He works for Muse Media. They are a pain in the ass.

Came to my cubicle--think Office Space--and found that my monitor and chair had disappeared. I wasn't that happy and forcefully stole it back from the fucks who took it. They said, "We just wanted to look at some footage." WHATEVER. I responded, "Take a look at this." Then I punched the shit out of him. He fell to the ground crying. So then I kicked him in the stomach and made him hook my shit back up.

About to take off for some Chinese food with Triple M. It is that time.

2003-07-14T20:52:00.000-05:00

Picked up the script notes and Tape 1 from yesterday's shoot. Seemed a little unorganized when I arrived. Got in and out as fast as possible--trying not to bother anyone. Once at Vizeon--I encountered some technical problems--but after an hour and a half tickering I got through it all and began capturing. No batch capture for me today since the timecodes didn't match anything recognizable to the human eye. After reading the camera manual which for some reason no one could do on set I finally figured out the problem and phoned home. The timecode was on preset which in turn keeps the timecode running when the camera is on, in standby, or off. That is why the timecode was stuck in hour 3 and 4. After finishing all the capture for tape one I was off to the races. It was slow going at first--but once I began fucking with images and piecing clips together--the puzzle began to take shape. They gave me five completed and uncompleted scenes plus a montage. All the scenes they gave me are cut rough except for 6 and 7 which are looking pretty good. It felt good to be back at work staring at a computer screen yelling "FUCK" every once in awhile. The 24P looks great on the monitor. The colors are crisp and it has the feel of film--but it is still no where near the real thing. Once my work for the film was finished I drove back out to set to find out that they were and hour and a half behind schedule. Talked to the producer and she said they would pick up shots Wednesday (last day of shooting) or scrap some scenes. WHATEVER. I left to drink pepsi and eat chips.

Waiting for a call from Emily. I want to get the script notes and tape 2 tonight so I will not have to go to set in the morning before editing. I also need to get the opening titles and the music soon so I can start timing everything and find a rhythm.

Saw Triple M today and he was not lying about shaving. His beard is HUGE New Mexico.

2003-07-13T22:20:00.000-05:00

Triple M is up and running. I have finally convinced someone to start a blog--which in the long run will change his life forever--just as Monkeyidiot did for me. Check out Triple M's thoughts and dirty little secrets at laventura.blogspot.com. Mind you he has just begun--but I bet it is going to be extreme and lethal.

2003-07-13T18:01:00.000-05:00

Went to set a few hours ago. Caught the crew breaking for lunch. Perfect timing. Found out they were an 1/2 behind--no big deal. I think they can make that up throughout the rest of the day. Talked to Emily for the script notes and timecode--but they had only shot twenty minutes worth of footage. I didn't find it worth the trouble to capture and begin editing. I will get the tape and notes tonight at wrap and then tomorrow off to the races. I will go in a few hours early and get some work done. I figure I can cut some rough scenes together and work on the montage sequence. Corey shot it with different filters so I can fool around until I find the best pieces to put together.

Can't find cheap airline tickets to Chicago. I think I am screwed. My mind is stil not made up about living with someone or by myself. Now I am thinking about a studio for a few months and after searching the city for awhile I will probably be able to find a nice 1 bedroom.

Time to get back to work.

2003-07-13T12:40:00.000-05:00

I pulled in last night around 11:30 and found cars everywhere and people running in every direction. Scott wasn't lying about throwing an enormous party last night. He told me that there might be 35 people. Christ that is a lot of people--but when I pulled into the garage which was a task in itself--there were more like 60 or 70 assholes. There were cars everywhere--on the front lawn, in the street, and there was even an asshole parked on the patio a little. I don't know how I controlled my temper--but I did. I had to get out of the way of all the noise and bullshit happening so I went and watched some TV for 3 fucking hours until everyone had left. I couldn't fall asleep because I kept imagining something going wrong--something breaking, someone tearing up the property, or the cops coming. Actually I wouldn't have minded if the cops showed because everyone would have been kicked out and I could have gotten some sleep. As I walked outside this morning there was shit everywhere and the place was a mess. I felt compelled to clean and did so a little bit--but I am leaving the rest for Scott to take care of.

At 7am Flicks started. I don't know how Matt is holding up--but I imagine he is doing fine. I am going to the set at 1 or 2 to pick up the DV deck and head to Vizeon to begin editing. I just hope that my editing system is ready to go or I might explode. I don't want to be sitting around fucking with shit when I know I am going to have a lot of shit to do.

Began flooding the orchard this morning. It is close to done and then the watering for the week will be finished. I am trying a new method so maybe this time I don't flood the shed. So far so good.

Started my film history book. Much more interesting than I thought. Cook knows his shit and he explains everything in great detail which makes it easy to comprehend. I have just began the process for Grad school and I have a long road ahead.

2003-07-12T22:03:00.000-05:00

Downloading United States of Whatever onto a friends computer because I believe every living soul should have a copy of it. Liam Lynch is playing continuous now. This is sweet. Extra sweet.

Had the editing meeting today at Vizeon which turned out to be a bogus piece of shit. They had a camera demo for over an hour and then told us nothing about editing. I found out that I could not capture worth a shit. Everyone was having problems with the Panasonic 24P camera. After trying and trying on my system--reinstalling FCP4 and other shit--they told me that they would have to reconfigure the computer. Thanks Assholes. Do you know that the festival starts tomorrow? This shit is going to be more fucked up than I imagined. I have a bad feeling that my computer is going to crash multiple times and then I am going to go on a killing spree or pull an Office Space. Like when they are in the field beating the shit out of the fax machine. Heads will roll. Also Vizeon is only open until 8 for the next three days and The Sausage is shooting until 7 or 8. So you ask, "Ben, How are you going to capture without a camera?" Well we had to rent a deck from Field and Frame. I think Matt got a pretty good deal and it is a necessity (sp). I know there is more--but I don't want to bore you with all the details.

Saw 28 Days Later the other night. Not a bad movie. Actually it was pretty impressive how they cleared London and made it look deserted. It was shot on DV--but it doesn't look as bad as Chelsea Walls (interesting movie)--also not as good as film. Go sheck it out for a matinee. While at the theatre I realized how much I can't stand being in a movie theatre with other people. First I made the mistake of going to the theatre connected to the mall. Don't ever do that because there will be straglers and load/stupid people. When I rule the world I will see movies with only people I like and if people try and get in they will put in a head lock and get uppercutted until the film is over.

Went swimming and I am very graceful in the water. Handstands/walking on my hands/somersaults/and sweet dual splits while in a handstand. If only I had pro blogger and a digital camera--I could share my beauty with the rest of the world.

There's a baby coke on the desk and I want to crush against the wall into a million pieces. Maybe everything should be extremely small so that I can feel even bigger than I am .

Sara says, "Don't make fun of my miny coke it is awesome." Yea WHATEVER.

At Macaroni Grille last night there was a table of Mormans or Jesus Freaks. Christ they are both badnews. Anyway evertime the opera woman came over they all sang songs together--making me want to throw up. Instead I wrote 666 on the table with an arrow pointed at them. They didn't get the message--then I got up and flipped over there table and shoved devil horns in their faces. They ran and bursted into flares before exiting the building. My job is done.

2003-07-11T18:33:00.000-05:00

Flicks is 2 days away and people are beginning to explode. Matt is keeping his cool--but the directors of Flicks might pull something out their asses to fuck with everyone. The other day I got a call from Marissa telling me that we had to shoot in 16x9. Sounds good except for the shit I had all ready done on the computer--editing titles. I rerendered everything and it fucked up some of my animations. Yea--I have to redo them because of some assholes with big heads. They'll probably change their minds by the middle of next week.

2003-07-10T17:55:00.000-05:00

Simon told me not to refer to him as Simon anymore--but as MY MAN MON (pronounced: moan) or MMM (pronounced: Triple M). He also just told me that my comma problem cannot be cured with hyphens--only with en dashes.

I recommend that every American who reads this sweet blog should leave this blog immediately and go straight to google.com. Type in Weapons of Mass Destruction in quotations then press I'm feeling lucky--be prepared to be amazed. Click the link on the bottom and you will find as I did that the coffee mugs make great house warming and bachelorette party gifts.

Also check out: http://www.lostbrain.com/opinion/brandon/wmd.html. This guy actually owns WMD.

Writing a blog with a friend can be troublesome and one might need a dictionary when fighting over the spelling of words. One handy tip from one maxed out homey to another.

2003-07-09T18:31:00.000-05:00

If you love ninjas which I know you all do go to realultimatepower.net because it rocks. Make sure to read the stories and watch the movies. You will be rolling on the ground laughing hysterically.

2003-07-09T18:17:00.000-05:00

The accent over the o in Simon got fucked up. That is really not what it looks like-but he is still a huge whopping jerk.

2003-07-09T18:15:00.000-05:00

So I haven't really done anything for my upcoming first semester in grad school. I have a huge book to read, a shit load of films to watch, and two film proposals. I know I should be starting this, but I have been so lazy ever since the movie job ended. I don't want to do anything, but sit around. I am also getting worried about finding a place to live. I have been looking in the local Chicago Reader Online as well as Craigslist.org, but I haven't really found anything. There are a lot of apartments for rent and people looking for roommates. The thing is that Chicago is dicey. One street could be great, but a block in any direction and everything could be shit. I am also still thinking about going out there at the end of this month, but with plane tickets being through the roof, I don't know what to do.

My God I use a lot of commas. From now on I will not be using any commas-only hyphens. That was the first one back a few words. It is going to be hard breaking my comma addiction-but with support from family and friends I think I can get through it.

Does anyone know where my Liam Lynch CD is? I have not received it and I am becoming more and more pissed as each day passes. This is becoming The United States of Whatever. This may be the last time I ever order from Amazon or anywhere. Those sons of bitches.

The Dukecity is a fireball. It feels like someone dropped some WMD all up in this joint. By the way SimÃ²n is a jerk.

2003-07-08T22:36:00.000-05:00

Coop took it to the extreme. He created his own anti-Ben blog dissing my love for sushi. I wish it didn't have to come to this. But I LOVE SUSHI.

I could eat sushi for the rest of my life-everyday, every meal. Why is it so good? How can raw fish and rice be so appetizing. Fuck, my mouth is watering. Where is the sushi?

Sara gave me some good advice about the colors I was looking for by giving a shout out about Piet Mondian.

I'm going to get sushi.

2003-07-08T19:10:00.000-05:00

Went back to Vizeon to do some more work on the credits this afternoon. I actually got a lot down, but for all I know Matt might hate it and it could turn out to be a waste of time. After refreshing my memory for some time I figured out how to match the titles up on scroll-just a little math-and I figured out how to animate objects. I animated 9 solid color squares. They stay in one position, but start out as nothing and slowly spn into place-filling the screen. I am still not sure on the colors I used. I am not to good with color and should probably look at a color wheel to get some more ideas. Matt wanted the squares to look like Modern Art and we'll see what he says. I think if I slowed the spinning down to a minute, I could have a nice little experimental film, but Matt will probably trash it and all the time I spent working today will be a waste. Can't go back to Vizeon for a few days because of the Bootcamp. Matt and I are going Friday and that will be judgement day.

Still haven't gotten my Liam Lynch CD/DVD in the mail yet. Fuck the USPS and Amazon. What is taking so long. I am filling up with anger and I could explode at any moment. The new Nation arrived today and I am looking forward to reading about the American Rebels featured on the cover.

Another day in hell. 100 degrees. Whenever I stuck my arm out of the car today, the skin on my arm melted off. It is so dry and hot everything is going to die soon. It is hard not to over water. Must stay patient and try to grow the skin back on my arm.

2003-07-08T11:18:00.000-05:00

That noise below is from the laptop. My experiment was a success. I do not know why I can not type and publish from the labtop. That's OK because I know that the laptop can still talk and sing to me.

Dan, you should add noise to you vocabulary list. I'll let you run with it.

2003-07-08T11:13:00.000-05:00

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2003-07-08T11:06:00.000-05:00

I wanted to write on the lab top, but whenever I type any key it comes out as the little thing above the six (^). I can't explain it, but it is worth a try to see if when posted it is actually works. I think I will have to try that later.

Made it to Vizeon yesterday. I didn't get as much work done as I had hoped. I was messing around with FCP 4 and all the new features. There is an animated titler called LiveType and a Soundtrack Mixed-something like Acid. I spent most of the 2 1/2 hours fucking with those little gadgets. I am going back in a few hours to work more on the titles. What I got done, I think Matt will like, but I really have no idea what he is looking for. There needs to be better communication. I'm still not sure if he wants some of the credits to be rolling or just have them all be static. By Friday I hope to be finished with the credits-with his approval and all.

I took Matt, Corey, and Marissa to my friend Jessica's house to look at it for a possible location. I think it is still up in the air. Dan said, "It's not a fucking Documentary Motherfucker." I agree. Shit they can use rooms from 4 different houses for all I care. We are making a movie. It is coming down to the wire and we need something soon because if not we are going to have to use something that no one likes just to finish this god damn thing.

Back to the Soundtrack Mixer. I figure with the mixer-song clips that aren't copyrighted-and the voices on the computer, I can make one hell of an album. With the help of Dan, of course. Once I get my own system or don't make films at grad school-make music instead then my claim to fame will begin. I hear the roar of my lear jet. HAHAHAHAHA.

2003-07-07T13:21:00.000-05:00

Flicks on 66 is less than a week away and we still don't have a location. Matt and I are going to look at one of my friends house's to see if it will work. It is crunch time and not having a location is a bitch. Having the location will determine the shooting schedule and I need that as soon as possible along with the storyboards and shot list. I need to know what is happening so I can make it as easy possible for me while I am editing. I am trying to get over to Vizeon today to work on the credits, but those asshole's haven't called me back yet. I have a bad feeling this is going to be a mess. I am more worried for Matt than I am for me. I really don't give a shit if it is a mess or not because I know it will get finished. I couldn't imagine what would have happened if we had to find more than one location. They probably would have thrown in the towel.

The 4th weekend was nice. Didn't see as much patriotic bullshit as I thought I would see. Went to Sara's for a home cooked indian feast. I really can't pronounce the dishes we had, but it was really good and hot. Then we went to Nate's for some fireworks. They bought a shitload of fireworks and for over an hour we lit them all. Of course we had a little finally. I find it more entertaining to light your own fireworks than going somewhere to see them. There is a better chance to burn or mame someone when you mix friends and fireworks. There are some good shows, but I think we put on a decent show ourselves.

Saturday, I went to some bullshit meeting at Monarch for PA certification and Flicks bootcamp. It was ridiculous. I don't think the speakers even knew what was happening with the state and the film office. It was a huge mess. A lot of eager kids though. Ethan-I love to tape the X Games and recut them-was one of the speakers. Dan, you what I'm saying. Another thing that pissed me off was that they kept referring to the Family Sausage as the UNM film-as though we are not a part of the festival and competition. After the second time Marissa finally said something and hopefully they will get it through their thick skulls that we are part of the festival and more than just the UNM squad.

I think I am becoming more and more lazy as the days add up that I have been off. I am trying to read my book, but then the next thing I know I am sitting around staring off into oblivion. I need to get out of the house and find something to do. Maybe I'll rent some movies and start pushing forward with my film list for Columbia.

I'm off to see the wizard, but wait I am the wizard.

2003-07-04T10:54:00.000-05:00

The ditch was filled when I woke up and walked out there this morning. When I opened that puppy up the sound of the rushing water was invigorating. Just walked out there a minute ago thinking that if I blocked the ditch after the gate that there would be more water and the fields would be filled quicker. Started walking out there and there was water above my ankles in some spots. No point in blocking the ditch.

It clouded up last night, but nothing fell from the sky so having the ditch full was important. The fruit trees are looking weak and I think this watering will revitalize them.

Today the bosque will go up in flames. More or less when it is dark and all the stupid people will be lighting off fireworks. Something will happen. I will be very surprised if nothing happens. Nate called last night and told me that he just bought $90 in fireworks and all I could see was the city burning to the ground. The dry tinderbox known as Dukecity may be demolished by tomorrow. Keep an eye out.

2003-07-03T21:23:00.000-05:00

Who's an idiot? That would be Dan. He might have read all of the new Harry Potter-which he said sucked, but it was not in one day. To make him feel good I will Western Union the $10 to him as soon as I can. Whatever.

The Dukecity pushed 100 today, but it wasn't that bad. No humidity so there is no reason to complain. I do wish I had a pool, but instead I have a muddy ditch that I love to swim in. The ditch was to low today though. The assholes living below me must have been watering because I had the gate open from 12 until 8pm and got nothing. It picked up a little, but when I was just out there it had all dried up. I might try tomorrow morning. I have to beat the rush of watering crazies in the neighborhood. Not having any rain has become a problem with the fruit trees. Some of the cherries are drooping. I think I might water a little tonight.

I started and finished the Alaska collage (sp.) At first I thought it was going to suck. What I did was take some of the photos I took on the trip last summer and had them xeroxed (sp.) I then took my journal entries and put them on transparencies (sp) as well as the roads we traveled on-driving from NM to AK. I put everything on a large door. With just the pictures it looked tacky and like a pile of shit. When I added the road map down the center of the door and the journal entries running down the left and right side, the collage (sp) came together. It took a few hours and was a good experience. I don't know if I will do another as large, but it was fun. I had fun painting the door so maybe I will try painting.

Just threw on the Postal Service disc. Might be the best CD out this year. Lead singers from Death Cab for Cutie and Rilo Kiley with an underground DJ. Very Very Good. I recommend their one and only disc Give Up. Get off your asses and buy it.

I guess I really can't spell all that well so I am done. It was the 2nd place finish back in 87 where I was punked live on ESPN.

2003-07-03T13:13:00.000-05:00

Dan says he won the bet, but in my mind I won. He stated he finished at around 1am. That is more than a day. I guess I will be enjoying those 10 PBR's. Who is this guy kidding?

I figured out yesterday that you can use Weapons of Mass Destruction in every sentence. WMD has another purpose than a fictional plant for WAR. Try it at home with the kids or at a family reunion. You will see the potential of these three harmless words. Boy it can be hysterical

2003-07-02T18:54:00.000-05:00

Dan and I placed a $10 bet last night. He said he could read all 850 some odd pages of the new Harry Potter in one day. I took the bet because he is full of it. No man can read that many pages in one day. I hope that he does win the bet just so I can tell people that I know a big weiner who read 850 pages in one day. He has no bread for cheese sandwiches so it's not lookng to good. Anyway, good luck ol' buddy. I might WMD my pants if he does finish. If you don't make it those 10 PBR's are gonna taste sweet.

Finished The Disappearing Body this afternoon. The first book I have read in months because of the movie job taking up so much of my time. I recommend it to anyone. It is a good read with many twists and turns, a shitload of characters, but easy to understand. David Grand, the author did a good job. Every once in awhile I thought he forgot about some of his characters, but no. They would always pop back up to kill or ruin someone's life. Not sure if I am going to start the History of Narrative Film or read another novel. Right now I am leaning toward the novel, but I bet Dan will talk me into reading the History book-which by the way weighs a ton and is as thick as a deli sandwich. Not a pussy Subway sandwich, a NY deli sandwich. The one's where the meat juice gets all over your chin and the meat falls into your lap. MMM good.

2003-07-02T13:44:00.000-05:00

So I was sitting in the coffee shop the other day and the waitress says to me, "What can I get you?" I screamed "WHATEVER!" and ran l like I had just stole all the bling bling. I know I ripped Mr. Lynch off, but I had to. I saw him perform live last night on Letterman and just about pissed my pants everytime he yelled WHATEVER. So, of course I just bought his new CD on Amazon, but the great thing about it is that it comes with a full length DVD. I know I am a loser and you know that so shut up.

Just got back from a meeting at Vizeon-local Apple dealer, wanna be editing house. Matt went with me and we asked some questions, got some answers, and are still undecided. For a wanna be editing house they are not supplying monitors, dv decks, and full privacy. We have to rent the extra things we need. I guess in a way they are accomodating us, but in others they are being putzes. Plus the place is half as big as I expected. It is going to be a clusterfuck of people for a week straight. I asked for the biggest cubicle because I am a jerk and I think they are going to give it to me if we decide to edit there. The other option is to work at UNM or from home. We are known as the UNM film. That is bogus bullshit.

Matt isn't really freaking out yet, but he is trying to make me freak out. Matt says, "You know you are going to be there day and night for a week straight without water and food." Ben says, "WHATEVER, fuck that noise. Nothing to be afraid of." I see it as, we have a week to edit a ten minute film. How hard is that? Dan and I busted out Coffee Bean in 18-20hrs. Mind you there wasn't any dialogue. I think everything will be fine. Just take it in stride and do the best you can. Yes I am a motivational speaker so bugger off.

What was with Dan being blogless for the majority of yesterday? I was very distraught and had to cry myself to sleep. Yea WHATEVER. Good to have him back online again. I think Dan and I should learn from Mr. Lynch and put out a CD of computer voice songs. Shit, the computer can even sing-happy or pissed off. I'm telling you it will be the biggest thing to hit the charts since 'Baby Got Back."

What What

2003-07-01T18:41:00.000-05:00

This is so fun. Why didn't I do this sooner?

2003-07-01T18:32:00.000-05:00

I no longer have a job, but I don't care. Jobs are for putzes. This is coming from an asshole who just worked 6 day weeks for the past two months. I have been out of work for a week now, but there is still lots of stuff to do around the house.

I just recieved my summer viewing list and reading list from Columbia College Chicago the other day and boy do I have a lot of work to do. I guess Dan has been yelling this at me for some time now, but I am just realizing it now. Breathless was the first film I watched. And I aggree with most that Godard knew what he was doing. The editing is amazing-especially during the heavy dialogue scenes on the street. I haven't started reading yet, but I will in the next few days. I want to finish The Disappearing Body before I dig in for the long haul with A History of Narrative Film.

I want to be able to put sound on my Blog. I know a lot of people who have something to say. They might not be real, but they are funny and will set anyone straight. If only I could have sound. Will someone help and invent the Blog with SOUND?

Dan spread the word. (Since you are the only one reading this.) My blog has come to LA to terrorize everyone. I guess I am red flagged for using that word. The one with the Terror in it.

One more thing; start using Weapons of Mass Destruction (WMD) in regular conversation among family and friends. For example: That was so funny that I just WMD'd in my pants. Go ahead give it a whirl.

Screaming from the balcony.. Have a good one.

2003-07-01T18:14:00.000-05:00

So, Dan convinced me to start this blog. I wasn't going to do it, but the voices screaming from my computer told me to do so. Albert was yelling, "Do it, you jerk." So here it is. Dan has mentioned the computer voice he found on his computer and the other night I found little people running around inside my computer. They say the darndest things and most of the time they are swearing. I think it gets really hot inside and sometimes they want out, but no. THEY ARE MY LITTLE WORKERS. They're never getting out alive. They are screming at me right now or is that the voice in my head.