So yesterday was hell. But not as bad as I was afraid it would be. We start with the most difficult shots of the whole thing...naturally. I was on my feet the whole time. And by the end of the day we were setting up extremely complex shots so fast all I could do was get down the scene number, time, and the most basic movements. Never mind checking the 11 extras. 11. I'm getting tiered just thinking about it.
Today was much much better. Almost as many set ups but only 2 actors to keep track of. I got to sit down and even go to the bathroom! It was great. Tomorrow should be about the same and Tues should be a little more difficult but not all that bad, except the call time will be 6:30am.
Enough. I need to wind down.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Coming Back
So the trip home was amazingly fun. And I can barely stay awake. In fact I fell asleep on the plane coming to Denver without meaning to.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Home
Home is nice. But for the first time I'm torn between two places. I guess I'm getting used to California. Or maybe I was just getting used to the last few months. I'm actually pretty nervous about this first Scripty job. I'm sure I'll exceed all expectations. Especially since I'm applying myself...but...
It's sort of weird to be back here when it isn't spring break or anything.
Wow. I've almost been out of school for a year?!
cool.
It's sort of weird to be back here when it isn't spring break or anything.
Wow. I've almost been out of school for a year?!
cool.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Hey, Let's Time Travel Y'all
Now that we've got the poster, let's go invent a time machine so we can change things for the better!!!
Yay!
Let's all go kill Hitler. I get to go first!
or
"Hey, don't worry about me, babe, I've got a time machine and a poster. That's all I need to rewrite History!"
Shit
It didn't work. I'm still stuck on the second level of Mario 1 and the Dungeon is getting a little boring.
Ha! Let's keep going.
How about...
you get the glue and I get the gun and we all have a little glue gun fight by sticking all of the broken pieces of history together in a big mess. It can't be any worse than it already is!
Never mind. I kinda like the way things are.
Mainly because of Christ.
Happy EASTER EVERYBODY READING THIS!
whenever you are. you know, it's always Easter in some dimension.
yes I know I'm weird.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Being Creative
Maybe part of my creativity is just having severe Da ja Vu all the time. Though once I get used to it, I probably won't even notice anymore.
But it sure makes for some interesting poetry.
BlaH.
Like that. Did you like that poem? I call it..."TV." Which I've been watching all day.
Night.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Maps of Coolness
Oh Wow.
Look! Now they can Map coolness! Mercator would be so proud.
At least now next time I go out to have a good time in LA or New York I'll know where to head so they can tell me that the clubs are full and I can't get in.
Coooooool.
Look! Now they can Map coolness! Mercator would be so proud.
At least now next time I go out to have a good time in LA or New York I'll know where to head so they can tell me that the clubs are full and I can't get in.
Coooooool.
Ode to the Poor Pitcher Whose Name I’ll Never Know
He died too soon after the game
and now everybody will remember his name
as the guy who pitched his ass off
for the Angels in the outfield
catching his fly balls
It’s sad to be true
you never know when
the dark cloak will
come for you
so it would be better to be
ready for the one
whose name you’re more likely to say in vain
though He’d never use yours in that way
so maybe you’d better think before
saying all those things
and the dark cloak comes
to take you away
to the heavenly gate
where you might not get in
_this is for the Angel's pitcher that I just read about on Digg. Heaven Bless his family man. Tragedy.
and now everybody will remember his name
as the guy who pitched his ass off
for the Angels in the outfield
catching his fly balls
It’s sad to be true
you never know when
the dark cloak will
come for you
so it would be better to be
ready for the one
whose name you’re more likely to say in vain
though He’d never use yours in that way
so maybe you’d better think before
saying all those things
and the dark cloak comes
to take you away
to the heavenly gate
where you might not get in
_this is for the Angel's pitcher that I just read about on Digg. Heaven Bless his family man. Tragedy.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Most amazing thing ever!
No, not that Molly. Something else entirely. Besides, THAT is far from a done deal he still might come to his senses and say no.
Now THIS. This is probably going to be the most fabulous piece of high school music (original) theater ever performed on the planet Earth. Remembered faintly by only those lucky enough to either have seen it or read about it on Amanda Fucking Palmer's website. (which I read regularly, that is to say almost religiously, because she's so fucking cool, yes there's that word again, and this is the worst run on sentence (and link(ooh parentheses between parentheses between parentheses, now that's the mark of a smart writer! beginning not capitalized either...) ever put between two parenthesizes)
I really want to go see it, but it will be sold out. And I'll be working. And and and... oh well. Life goes on. Until it doesn't and then it's all up to God.
And no I'm not on drugs or drinking. I just am. The way God made me. Heaven help me and the rest of the world, because neither of us are going to know what hit us. (and neither will Dacus.)
Done Finito.
Time for sleep. I just hope I can. And I hope they decide against me on that stupid show because it's going to be sooo hard and maybe not worth it. But then again, when is anything? Worth it, mean.
Now THIS. This is probably going to be the most fabulous piece of high school music (original) theater ever performed on the planet Earth. Remembered faintly by only those lucky enough to either have seen it or read about it on Amanda Fucking Palmer's website. (which I read regularly, that is to say almost religiously, because she's so fucking cool, yes there's that word again, and this is the worst run on sentence (and link(ooh parentheses between parentheses between parentheses, now that's the mark of a smart writer! beginning not capitalized either...) ever put between two parenthesizes)
I really want to go see it, but it will be sold out. And I'll be working. And and and... oh well. Life goes on. Until it doesn't and then it's all up to God.
And no I'm not on drugs or drinking. I just am. The way God made me. Heaven help me and the rest of the world, because neither of us are going to know what hit us. (and neither will Dacus.)
Done Finito.
Time for sleep. I just hope I can. And I hope they decide against me on that stupid show because it's going to be sooo hard and maybe not worth it. But then again, when is anything? Worth it, mean.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
At Gunpoint
We're all going to die and it's awesome.
Time to reconsider that God thing for a lot of people I would think... Maybe...
I remember now why I liked astronomy and science and shit.
Coupled with this article on how we're all going to live forever...from the same site.
I think it's all pretty damn funny.
Talk about messing with the Apocalypse and the tree of life!
Time to reconsider that God thing for a lot of people I would think... Maybe...
I remember now why I liked astronomy and science and shit.
Coupled with this article on how we're all going to live forever...from the same site.
I think it's all pretty damn funny.
Talk about messing with the Apocalypse and the tree of life!
Monday, April 6, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Bled Dry
I really wish colleges would wait at least a couple of years before asking their alumna for money.
What are you stupid?
You just bled our resources dry for how many years and now you want us to gift you money?
Right. Smart. Wait five years when perhaps we have steady jobs, don't ask within the first year when most of us are either unemployed or just holding down a low wage job to get by and pay our loans.
It's stupid. And is not likely going to make us think kindly of you in the future when you come back begging for more money.
I'm tired of being asked for money I don't have for causes that I couldn't care less about. I paid full tuition, I'm not about to help others who may or may not be qualified to even receive a higher education. You don't care about the student's education, you care about your bottom line and the things you can say to lure more into your halls.
Having said that. I love both my colleges. Just one more than the other. Way more.
Christo et regno ejus. Baby.
What are you stupid?
You just bled our resources dry for how many years and now you want us to gift you money?
Right. Smart. Wait five years when perhaps we have steady jobs, don't ask within the first year when most of us are either unemployed or just holding down a low wage job to get by and pay our loans.
It's stupid. And is not likely going to make us think kindly of you in the future when you come back begging for more money.
I'm tired of being asked for money I don't have for causes that I couldn't care less about. I paid full tuition, I'm not about to help others who may or may not be qualified to even receive a higher education. You don't care about the student's education, you care about your bottom line and the things you can say to lure more into your halls.
Having said that. I love both my colleges. Just one more than the other. Way more.
Christo et regno ejus. Baby.
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