Monday, December 12, 2005

Tonganoxie represent.


I loved when Danni brought up the Kansas Jayhawks missing out the past few years. YES. LOSING A MILLION DOLLARS IS EXACTLY LIKE KU LOSING IN THE FINAL FOUR TWICE IN THE PAST FOUR YEARS. I'm not being sarcastic, here. I actually yelled out, "I know!" in my Monica voice.

Sunday, December 11, 2005

The year in review; first line of the first post of each month.

January: I'm quite possibly the dumbest person alive. But more on that later.

: A lot of the time on fandom_wank, I either know nothing about the fandom, which makes it less interesting, or there's only a few dozen comments, which really isn't worth the bother.


April: So, I created an ezboard, called, appropriately enough, Place for to Talk.

May: Satan! Satan! Satan! Oh, Glenn Morshower, how I've missed you. (More than POTUS? Yis.)

June: I have nothing to talk about! I don’t even have TV to talk about! My life is so sad!

: If anyone finds screencaps of Batman, could you tag the link?

August: I'm trying really hard to beat Metroid before I leave for school, and I don't think I'm going to do it.

September: This is the third Friday in a row I've forgotten to watch Arrested Development. GODDAMMIT.

October: Oh my God, I cannot figure out how to change my outgoing voice mail message.

November: My life is so boring recently. All I have to talk about for the most part is a) television, b) people who annoy me, and c) being sleepy.

December: Judd's gone, man! The scumbags voted him out, man!

I think I mentioned real life ONCE, and that was to complain about how stupid I am. Yeah. I'm kind of feeling that a bit more even after making this list.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

I hate my internet connection, sometimes. I don't know what the problem is, if it has tiny little time-outs on a regular basis or something, but I have the hardest time watching streaming video. There's a trailer out for a new movie that Billy Boyd did (FINALLY), but as far as I can see it's only up on some stupid European website, and it only offers streaming video. And the only way I can watch it without it constantly timing out is to watch it on the modem speed setting, but then it's so tiny that all I can see is this small, blurry, vaguely Boyd-shaped being.

I hate streaming video. DAMN YOU, JAKE KANE!

Tuesday, December 6, 2005

It's that time of the year again, when the award season starts up, and I start reading Oscarwatch on a daily basis. Today, someone posted a link to the new King Kong television commercial.

Set to a Coldplay song? Check. Cheesy voiceover done in the same tone of voice as the guy who said, "The Shining," in warm, dulcet tones in that fake preview? Check. The lamest trailer that ever lamed? Um...

It made me cry.

Sunday, December 4, 2005

One week down, one week to go! I remember our last year, the first semester I think, Caroline and I must have just been done, because we started counting down like that at the very beginning of the semester. "One week down, fifteen to go!" Which is kind of sad.

I have a cold-thing again, which is starting to make me wonder if it's not actually allergies to something down here, since it disappeared promptly when I went home for Thanksgiving. I don't know; it's just kind of annoying, but it may just be a cold I re-caught or whatever.

So last night I come home, and my roommate is cooking something on the stove top, and I don't know if it's because I'm stuffed up or because what she was cooking was truly vile, but it smelled so bad I had to light a candle and put it on my desk. That's not right.

I'm going in to edit my film today. I can't even express how much I don't want to. I am so burnt out on this class, you have no idea. Part of it is knowning that even when I get done, I still have to put it up on the stupid website, so it's just ugh.

Saturday, December 3, 2005

So I'm finally catching up with Veronica Mars, and I just finished watching the episode from three weeks ago. SPOILERS (so as not to be hypocrite): At first, I was like, dude, that was one of my mom's fave punishments, making kids write sentences. That's not child abuse, come on. But then I saw the stacks and stacks of notebooks, and then I saw the secret room in the closet, and yeah, I was with them on that. Alyssa tells me that that just gets dropped, though, which is weird. That's the kind of thing you comment on later.

So I had to watch Pulp Fiction this week for class, which I had never seen before, and there was one sequence in the middle that traumatized me. I literally had a hard time falling asleep, I couldn't stop thinking about it, in the way that you'll keep poking at, say, where you burned the roof of your mouth or something. "Going to sleep...THE BLOODY HANDPRINT ON THE WALL...stop thinking about it, go to sleep...THE GUY WAS CHAINED UP INSIDE A BOX...sleeeeep..." Ugh. I really need someone like Laura who knows what freaks me out to just watch everything in advance and warn me about things like that.

Friday, December 2, 2005

Judd's gone, man! The scumbags voted him out, man! I don't understand why that alliance wasn't loyal to him, man, he wasn't a liar, man, okay, of course he lied, he's just a bad liar, he never lied to anyone, man! He was a good sportsmanships! Bunch of scumbags, Judd was great, he was a great man, man, he loved his wife as much as 25 White Castle cheeseburgers. I hope the scumbags get eaten by a crocodile, man.

Whoa, no new Lost till January 11th. That's an Angel-style hiatus. This is why even though it's hard to wait so long for new 24, it's worth it, because we just get to watch it in one good go.

FOX is apparently putting a wonderful new show in AD's place in their Monday line-up, something so great that I can kind of understand why they'd want to junk their Emmy-winning, critically-acclaimed show with the rabid fanbase. I mean, if you had a chance, as a network executive, to put Skating with Celebrities on the air, you'd have to find a place for it, too? Right?

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Laura posted one of my favorite scenes from GoF on her blog; when Fred/George asks Angelina to the ball. Brilliant. I loved the twins in this movie.

Speaking of GoF, I was very saddened that we didn't see the Snape-in-his-nightshirt scene. I was quite pathetically looking forward to that. I'm just going to say right now, that if we don't get the Snape/Sirius fight in OotP, I will kill people.

Quote from someone's signature at Crown Princess Marie Chantal (which I missed over the break): "Intelligent design is a "theory" that admits that evolution and natural selection explain such things as the development of drug resistance in bacteria and other such evolutionary changes within species but also says that every once in a while God steps into this world of constant and accumulating change and says, "I think I'll make me a lemur today." --Charles Krauthammer

Back at school. Homework. Bah. Tired.

Friday, November 18, 2005

Flying home for Thanksgiving tomorrow; getting back next Monday. It's about the longest break I've had for Thanksgiving, but I have plenty of work to do, so it won't be too relaxing. I'll probably be incommunicado during that time period.

UT Laura and I went to Old Navy today, where I bought a black pea coat on sale, and it's just beautiful. It's my first grown-up coat. (Seriously.) I'm very excited. And it's actually getting cool enough in Austin (finally!) to wear such a garment. Good times. And obviously, it'll be cool enough back home.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Turkey Day Break! Turkey Day Break! Turkey Day Break IT IS SO CLOSE I CAN TASTE IT.

(It kinda tastes like turkey.)

Well, my living room VCR has apparently kicked the bucket. So far this semester, it has inexplicably refused to record something on timer for no apparent reason, but the last straw was my Veronica Mars tape from last week. I finally had a chance Monday to sit down and watch it, and I made it two minutes in. Everyone's dialogue sounded like when you're little and your dad shakes the skin on your neck really fast while you talk. Yes. Just like that. It was unwatchable. So, I dl-ed the ep, and will probably have to do so again this week as both Lost and VM are on, and then I'll probably have to buy a new one. It gave me five good years, and I bought it cheap; open-box used at Best Buy. Farewell, VCR; may angels sing you to your sleep.

It's 55 degrees outside right now, I have my bedroom window open; it's bliss.

Sunday, November 13, 2005

We saw Pride and Prejudice this weekend, which was utterly fantastic. I was really surprised by how good it was, and even more surprised by how great the reviews have been. I definitely recommend it.

I hate colds. Or the flu. Or whatever this is. My immune system is always very inconsiderate come the end of the semester. Oh, very busy, are we? Lots of work to do? No time to rest? Ha! As if I would care! I shall smite thee down with coughing and sinus problems, lethargy, yea, even inexplicable insomnia! Have fun doing your homework now! (My immune system said this in a very snide, British accent.)

Saturday, November 12, 2005

Laura has a link up on her blog for the new Sigur Ros video, which is just gorgeous. They always make the most beautiful videos; of course, it doesn't hurt that Iceland is the most amazing landscape.

Howard Shore's score is not going to be used for King Kong; I guess he and Peter Jackson had a difference of opinion and James Newton Howard is coming in. I like JNH, but dude, Howard Shore. I can't believe PJ didn't like what he wrote. It just doesn't make sense to me. I was so very excited about new Howard Shore score, and

*sad face*

Monday, November 7, 2005

I finally finished the "Les Cousins Dangereux" desktop, which is here. Huzzah!

Speaking of the triumphs, I finished my screenwriting assignment more than 24 hours before it is due to be posted online. Seriously, I am inordinately proud of myself right now. It will be exceptionally nice to watch TV tonight (AD! Yay!) without the homework hanging over my head.

Friday, November 4, 2005

Oh my God, the new King Kong trailer. I saw it for the first time in front of Jarhead tonight, and it actually brought tears to my eyes. I cannot wait.

Speaking of which, Jarhead is excellent. I highly recommend it. I'd be surprised if it doesn't end up being a Best Pic nominee; it's just a great, solid film. Peter Sarsgaard is amazing.

Thursday, November 3, 2005

I was inspired by Alyssa's icon, heh.

My life is so boring recently. All I have to talk about for the most part is a) television, b) people who annoy me, and c) being sleepy. Not the most scintillating talk, I'm sure.

Speaking of b), my roommate has woke me up between 7:00 and 7:30 every single morning for the last week. I finally asked her yesterday to please try to be more quiet in the morning, instead of apparently, like, flinging things around in the kitchen. I had to get up early for class today, but if she wakes me up tomorrow the Rohirrim say, Death! It's weird, because other than one morning she did laundry at 8:00, she hasn't work me up at all in the morning, so I don't know if she's tired and just quit trying to be quiet, or what. It's been annoying, though.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Now THAT'S old school.

Three weeks till I go home for Turkey Day! Huzzah!

I bought a learn-to-knit set a while back (packaged for children, which is usually my best bet when it comes to things requiring manual dexterity), and have still failed to learn to knit. I think I'm going to try again, though; so if everyone gets lumpy, misshapen scarves for Christmas, that is why. (I might not claim credit, see.)

I am officially Over my art class. Done. D-U-N, that spells done. It's ridiculous, the amount of work that is required for an elective. I spend more time on that class just to keep up than I do on my screenwriting class, and that's just wrong.

So, the graduate coordinator, who started her job this summer, sent out an email last week about the upcoming advisement. In it, she said that MFAs did not need to be advised. So when I saw the email in my inbox Thursday about advisement, I didn't open it until today, as I am an MFA. WRONG. She just meant MFA production students. MFA screenwriting students do have to have advisement. So I get online to sign up...and all the slots are taken. Every single one. So I emailed her back, saying, in effect, "you should actually make clear which MFAs you mean, mmkay?" I won't hear back till Monday, but urgh. How was I supposed to know she just meant production students? (She was really snotty in the second email, too. "I noticed that hardly any of the screenwriting students have signed up." Maybe that's because more than a few of us thought MFAs DON'T HAVE TO BE ADVISED included US, MFAs. God.)

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Apparently, some alien being made up of light is trying to dig its way out of AD's skull.

So, we had a sound guy come in today to talk to us about our next project in art class, and I was SO BORED I COULD HAVE DIED, but I didn't want to be rude, so it was a long two hours. Like, I understand most people in that class have no experience with sound, but seriously, it was the equivalent of someone coming into class to teach you how the alphabet works. "And this is D! Deeeeeeeeee is for dog!" No, D is for ded.

I hate when people don't bring their gym key and then stand there until you get off the elliptical to let them in because they're stupid and then you have to re-enter all your information into the elliptical and start over because it doesn't have a pause function. Do you hear me, stupid boy with lame hair? I HATE IT.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

I haven't had a lot of time to work on icons lately, and the ones I have tried to make in a limited amount of time have turned out all manner of not good, so I decided it would be fun to look at ye icones of olde. I went through my Photobucket album and found one of the very first ones I made myself, which is to the right.

Why I decided that putting a noise filter on that picture was a good idea, I have no idea. I know! Let's make it grainier! Heh.

So, we went to Houston yesterday. Bah. It was really informal; we just browsed through the various museums on our own, so the entire experience had this aura of why-am-I-here. We did eat at an English pub for lunch, and I had my first shepherd's pie, so that was fun. Then we went to an Ikea, where I bought a wok. But the actual class field-trip aspect of it? Annoying.

Saturday, October 15, 2005

That was a fun week. And when I say "fun," I mean, "looooooooooooooooong." I had a ton of work that I actually did go through day by day and didn't save it for the last minute; twelve drawings for my art class, each of which took between 1-3 hours. Then I had to put them all up on the website. I had reading to do for class. A short script to write.

I haven't even watched Lost yet, people. I finally have time to do it tonight. I'm v. excited.

My parents sent me a wee care package, and included was a mini-bottle of raspberry vodka, and I am having the most amazing screwdriver ever in the history of ever right now. I haven't had a single alcoholic beverage in over a month, and it tastes like teh heavens.

Saturday, October 8, 2005

Saw In Her Shoes last night, and let's just say I'm glad I didn't pay for it. (We snuck in oh the humanity!) (Oh the Japanity!) It was all right, a decent enough chick flick, but there wasn't anything particularly interesting or unique about the premise, no real hook, so I wasn't really into it at all. Besides which, Cameron Diaz is looking rough. I mean, really not good. And it stretches my credibility to be told over and over again that Diaz is the hot sister and Toni Collette is the fat, ugly sister when Collette is a thousand times prettier. Yes, she isn't a blonde rail, but since I've never understood why blonde rails are supposed to be so attractive anyways, it's not much of an argument.

One good thing about the movie is Shirley MacLaine, whom I love. She has one reaction shot in particular that was just perfection. Like, "woo-hoo!" clapping perfection.

Thursday, October 6, 2005

There is this girl in my art class that is driving me crazy. It's progressed to that point where no matter what she says, I find it annoying. I have to make sure I don't roll my eyes all the time.

First of all, she's one of those "oh, aren't I just so uber-sophisticated and cool" film people who are unconventional for the sake of being so. She works at the campus radio station, and is always bringing in weird music to listen to during class, and has pretty much butted out anyone else bringing in music. Since, obviously, she works at a radio station and so would know better. This week, we listened to French techno jazz. I'm not even kidding.

Then, she just jumps in the middle of private conversations. Like, the other week, I was talking to UT Laura and it was clear I was not addressing the whole table, but she just jumped in to start arguing with me. Since when is it okay to eavesdrop on people and then get in the middle of their conversation?

The worst, though, is the fact that she's a vegan. Which normally I wouldn't care about, except that the class signed up so that one person brings snacks every class. I was up first, and brought mini-candy bars and Chex Mix. UT Laura brought Oreos. Some guy last week brought Fig Newtons. So Tuesday she shows up with organic PB&J sandwiches, garbanzo bean dip, and organic popcorn. Then she scolds everyone for not bringing vegan snacks that she could eat, and that all people have to do is look at the label.

Seriously. I could have killed her. Who does that? Who honestly expects people to go out of their way to buy nasty, expensive food to accomodate the extreme diet of one person? It's not like anyone brought, like, veal. Jesus, if it's that important, bring your own goddamned vegan snacks. I think I literally just sat there and gaped. Ugh.

And people wonder why I hate people.

Wednesday, October 5, 2005

The first King Kong poster. Um, love.

Shannon love poster.

(Edited to change word "trailer" to word "poster," as they have two very different meanings.)

Tuesday, October 4, 2005

Shannon love extensions. Extensions are my family!

...Not that I wouldn't have had the project done on time, because I would have.

(There would have been pain, but it would have been done.)

Monday, October 3, 2005

The most awesome movie trailer ever. Right-click-save. Seriously, this made me laugh as hard as AD tonight.

And that's saying a lot.

Saturday, October 1, 2005

Oh my God, I cannot figure out how to change my outgoing voice mail message. I have read through the manual twice and have gone through every single menu function on the phone. I just want to change my outgoing message! Why is this so hard!

Friday, September 30, 2005

And the Lord spake from on high: "Yea verily, I give unto thee Serenity, and may it be a light upon your very souls."

And lo, the Lord did watch the film, and it was good.

Went to the midnight showing last night, where they actually were running in on three sold-out screens, at a very cool indie theater. The place was filled with geeks, including at least five people I saw in just my theater wearing Jayne's knit orange hat. They ran clips from the DVDs before the movie, had a five-minute short on Chinese swearing, trivia from the show, showed cheesy clips of the actors from really bad movies they'd done in the past, and it my favorite bit, played the part from "Our Mrs. Reynolds" where Book tells Mal, "If you take sexual advantage of that girl, you'll go to the special hell, the one they reserve for child molesters, and people who talk in the theater."

And then they cut to a title, saying, "Don't talk during this movie or you'll go to hell, and only have child molesters for friends!"

Then back to Book, peeking around the corner, saying, "Special hell."

Thursday, September 29, 2005

Big Damn Movie! Today! Squee!

(Technically, it is tomorrow, at 12:01, but since I don't plan on sleeping between now and then, it's today.)


Here is a brief clip from the movie, nothing terribly spoilery. Just something to whet one's appetite.


Wednesday, September 28, 2005

One of my new favorite things is the Panda Cam from Animal Planet, which is a 24-hour live streaming video of two pandas, a mom and her baby, in some zoo. Right now, mom panda is eating. Earlier, she and baby panda were sleeping, all cuddled up together. It is the cutest thing.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

In case people were interested, there is a Making of Serenity special tonight on the SciFi channel at 10/9C. I think it repeats at midnight tonight, and I'm sure they'll have it on later in the week, too. But anyways, yeah. Cool.

Monday, September 26, 2005

My website is up. This is just to document my work in my experimental film/art class, so it may not be all that exciting. I'm just happy about coding and designing my own site from scratch, which was very difficult. And it's done! Yay!

(Except I'll still have to update it after every project, but now that I know what I'm doing, it should go pretty smoothly and quickly.)

Sunday, September 25, 2005

River Tam sessions, part two.
Four days! Eee!

It was so hot today I could actually feel my flesh baking. Everything in Austin is edible. Including me! But that would be cannibalism.

I had to watch The Verdict today for class this week. It's an older movie with Paul Newman, and I think it may be battling My Life Without Boring for the most boring movie I've ever seen. Like, I would be filing my nails or drawing on my Gatorade bottle or just staring at the wall listening to it, instead of actually watching it. And I still followed the plot completely. It was not good.

My roommate is back. Le sigh. I really enjoyed yesterday, like, a lot much.
Busy busy busy. But in a good, stimulating way. I've been working on my class website, and even though it's going very slowly as I have never made a website from scratch before, I am very happy with how it's looking right now.

My roommate went home to Dallas this weekend, so it's been very exciting to listen to my music and be able to keep my bedroom door open (I feel weird doing it when she's here, like I'm on display), and watch TV in the living room as loud as I want. I was talking to my mom about the fact that there's something wrong with someone who makes me feel like I'm being a loud, obnoxious loud person when I'm actually not. But it's not really in my nature to go out of my way to be mean when there's not really a reason for it, so, anyways. It's just been a nice weekend, that's all.

I don't know if anyone saw this, but here is part one of the River Tam sessions, some viral marketing that Joss did late this summer, to promote the BDM. Very creepy and some good character background.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

And finally, here is part four of the gag reel. There's a chunk in the middle that is kind of a crew acknowledgement thing, but the beginning is cute, and there's totally bare-ass Fillion at the end.

Monday, September 19, 2005

The model is done! I had to take pictures for the website, so those will be up soon, so you can see what I've been slaving over. (And you'll go, "That?") I also took a few pics of my apartment, so's everyone can bask in the pretteh and the individual bedroom.

I love AD. I love it like Satan loves evil.
Here is part three of the gag reel.

Working on the model, which is coming along much better than last week. I am being more patient; letting each section dry before moving on to gluing the next; being very meticulous about measuring before cutting, and so on. I'm pretty happy with my design, although once I get the website up for this project, you'll see why I was having trouble with it. It's very open-ended, so I've just had to come up with an honest response to the painting and try to interpret that in three dimensions, which is not something I do all the time.

Arrested Development tonight! Squee!

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Part two of the Firefly gag reel; this includes Wash adlibbing about all the reasons he loves Zoe.

I have had a headache for three days now. I think there is some kind of alien being either gestating inside my brain, or perhaps it is fully-grown and is just trying to dig its way out. In either event, the pain, it is hurting me. The strongest thing I have is Advil, so...I don't know. It is troublesome, in any case.

Still waiting on VM 7. But for those keeping score at home, The Inside episode I have been working on for over a week is now up to 98.3 percent. Woo! In three more days, I should have it!

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Reading the website thread over at Snarkfest, and they linked to DogBlog, which is essentially photos of dogs tied to things outside while their owners go into stores or whatever. The captions, though; the captions are priceless. Here's an example:

"If I told you that someone somewhere right now is probably having a Technicolor X-treme sci-fi action movie dream complete with opening credits and blasting theme music with lasers and cyborgs and exploding spaceships and that dream was called BATTLE DOG, well, that wouldn't really be all that out of the question, now would it? Would it?"
Just Like Heaven was cute, if very formulaic and a bit hokey. It did tip a few winks to the audience, though, so some of the hokeyness was absolved. And Mark Ruffalo gave a great comedic performance. The film accomplished what I needed it to accomplish: I wanted to go to the movies and see something that didn't suck. Voila!

Here is part one of the extended gag reel from Firefly. If you have the DVDs, that gag reel was edited down considerably from this reel, which was given out to cast and crew at their wrap party. It's almost 20 minutes long, so it's broken up into four parts. And it's very funny.

Friday, September 16, 2005

Today commences the two-week countdown to the Big Damn Movie. I have found a lot of media since I've been back at school, so I figured I'd share. Everything's hosted on yousendit, so links expire in one week.

Up first is the international trailer, which is fun, has shots not in any of the domestic spots, and includes one particularly hot AB moment.

Going out with UT Laura today to see Just Like Heaven, which features the highly tasty Mark Ruffalo. I think I've finally forgiven him for My Life Without Boring. I shall report back on the film later; we're cautiously optimistic.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Tonight, I talk to Alyssa on phone. I always enjoy the phone talks; the conversation is always so much more organic than on AIM, so that was good times. Although talking about HBP just reminded me of how it wasn't as totally awesome as it could have been, and that's sad.

Someone give me a banner/desktop assignment. I want to work on something but have no personal inspiration at this point.
Doing this survey from Alyssa's Xanga. Mostly because I opened up Blogger earlier today and couldn't think of anything to write about other than my anger that Everything is Illuminated isn't opening in Austin this weekend.

things i've done=bold

I've consumed alcohol
I've run away from home
I have lied to my parents about where I am
Not liked Bush because he is dumb
Not liked Bush with my own reasons to back it up
Liked Bush

I listen to political music.
I collect comic books
I am shorter than 5'5
I think I'm ugly
I shut others out when I'm depressed
I open up to others easily
I am keeping a secret from the world
I watch the news
I own over 5 rap CDs
I own an iPod or MP3 player
I own multiple designer purses, costing over $100 a piece
I own something from Hot Topic
I own something from Pac Sun
I own something from The Gap
I own something I got on e-bay
I love Disney Movies
I am a sucker for hair/eyes

I don't kill bugs
I curse
I paid for that cell phone ring

I am a sports fanatic
I have "x"s in my screen name
I've slipped out an "lol" in a real conversation
I love Spam
I bake well
I would wear pajamas to school

I own something from Abercrombie
I have a job
I love Martha Stewart
I am in love with love
I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS
I'm self conscious.
I like to laugh
I smoke a pack a day
I liked Perks of Being a Wallflower
I liked Go Ask Alice
I have cough drops when I'm not sick
I can't swallow pills
I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem
I eat fast food weekly
I have many scars
I believe in ghosts
I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room
I am really ticklish
I see a therapist
I take anti-depressants
I love white chocolate
I bite my nails
I am comfortable with being me
I play video games
I'm single

I'm in a relationship
I'm married
Gotten lost in my city
Saw a shooting star
Wished on a shooting star
Saw a meteor shower
I had a serious surgery
Gone out in public in your pajamas
I have kissed a stranger
Hugged a stranger
Been in a fist fight
Been arrested
Laughed and had milk or another drink come out of your nose
Pushed all the buttons on an elevator
Made out in an elevator
Kicked a guy where it hurts.
Been close to love
Been to a casino
Been skydiving
Broken a bone
Skipped school
Saw a therapist
Played spin the bottle
Gotten stitches
Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour
Bitten someone
Been to Niagara Falls
Gotten the chicken pox
Kissed a member of the same sex
Crashed into a friend's car
Been to Japan
Ridden in a taxi
Been fired
Ever had a crush on someone of the same sex.
Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back
Stole something from your job
Gone on a blind date
Had a crush on a teacher
Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans
Been to Europe
Slept with a co-worker
Been married
Gotten divorced
Had children
Been to Africa
Driven over 400 miles in one day
Been to Canada
Been to Mexico
Been on a plane
Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show

Thrown up in a bar
Eaten sushi
Been snowboarding
Been skiing
Met someone in person on the internet
Lost a child.
Gone to college
Graduated college

Done hard drugs
Had someone cheat on you
Miss someone right now
Taken pain killers when you didn't need them
Smoked weed
Snorted cocaine
Ate shrooms
Inhailed Nitrous
Been in love
Cheated in a relationship
Woke up crying
Peed from laughing
Watched the girl/guy you like make out with someone else
Accidentally made yourself vomit
Kept a journal for more than a year
Read more than five books in one week
Have a website

Hate baths
Dance when no one else is around
Create imaginary friends
Refer to actors by the name of a favorite character they portrayed
Love bruises
Have sat on the roof
Stayed out past curfew
Ignored people cause they weren't popular
Love rain

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Veronica, date Weevil. Weevil.

Extension on the model project. Woo! It is now due on Tuesday, and this time, I'm totally going to work on it during the weekend and not blow it off to watch TV and fiddle with my iPod.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Link to a really cute, funny Australian beer commerical. The random things one finds on TWoP.

So, I'm making this model for my art class, and I worked it out all ahead of time, and did sketches and the like, and it will not work the way I want it to. I have no mechanical intelligence, which I knew beforehand, but which I did not know extended to cutting little pieces of wood and gluing them together. How hard can it be? I thought.

It's hard. I spent thirty minutes working on a section, gluing it together, let it dry, came back...and the whole thing fell apart.

Let's just say it's a good thing Roommate wasn't in the apartment, because I was very loud, and very cursing.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

I can't believe they found a way to make me watch Smallville.
Roommate sings when she's in her bedroom, sings when she's cooking, sings when she's cleaning. There is absolutely no way to ask her to stop singing all the time because it's like nails on a chalkboard, without sounding like a complete bitch, is there?

I didn't think so.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Screencaps from this trailer were finally put up. I've been wanting to do a banner like this for almost a month now. Tonight was kind of scary; I started working it, not really intending to finish it all tonight, as it usually takes me a couple of days to get something the way i like it, except that I looked up and it was nearly four hours later and I was done. I completely lost track of time, and wow, I wish I had that kind of diligence and focus on something approaching useful.

There were a bunch of cars drag racing in the supermarket parking lot behind my apartment complex for about half an hour tonight. Lovely. I actually was looking up the police dispatch number online to call when they stopped; either they dispersed on their own or someone else decided to call before me or a patrol came through. In any event, it was like fingernails on a chalkboard; just constant screeching over and over and over again. It was driving me crazy.
Went out with Laura last night; she's in the screenwriting program, too. We went to Olive Garden, which was okay. It was fairly cheap, but I didn't really care for what I ordered, which was pasta, which is the Olive Garden's entire raison d'etre, so it should have been good. Then, we went and wandered around Best Buy, although the Arrested Development season two set isn't out yet, so didn't get anything there. It was just nice to do something that wasn't class or my apartment.

You know, this whole summer, anytime I talked to anyone about Austin, they would gush about how great a city it was, and how nice everyone was, and how I'd just love it down here. I'm not seeing it. It's an okay city, and certainly better than Los Angeles, but nothing that spectacular. It's hotter than hell. (Literally. I checked the Weather Channel, and hell's only seeing highs of 95 today.) The traffic is pretty awful, there are a ton of panhandlers everywhere, and the people are pretty much the same as anywhere I've been. Some are nice, some aren't. So I'm waiting for the Austin is Magic revelation.

Wednesday, September 7, 2005

I am so livid right now. My class let out at 8:45, and I walked in the door of my apartment at 10:15. That's right; it took me an hour and a half to get home. The shuttle was supposed to arrive on campus at 9:20; it showed up at 9:45. After we all loaded on, the driver took a ten minute break. Then, instead of going down the freeway, he took a meandering route through downtown. Like, for Christ's sake. There is no reason I should be getting home almost 45 minutes later than what the schedule says. That's just incompetence.

I know I had my Bitch Face of Rage on the whole ride home, and I'm just glad there weren't any small children on the bus, because I probably would have frightened them. Maybe scarred them for life or something.

Tuesday, September 6, 2005

I swear to God, at least once every day it seems like, I get "I Can Love You Like That" in my head. I haven't actually, physically heard this song in years, at least, and yet every day? In my head. I'm walking down the halls to class, and here it comes, out of nowhere, "i would make you my world / move heaven and earth / if you were my girl / i would give you my heart / be all that you need / show you you're everything that's precious to me / if you give me a chance, i can love you like that"

Thanks, brain. Thanks a lot for getting hung up on old All-4-One songs.

Monday, September 5, 2005

Eee! That is the most awesome poster. It's so wonderfully old-school; very reminiscent of the original Star Wars poster in terms of style (although obviously it is not illustrated). Unfortunately, it's the Australian poster, not the domestic one. The domestic poster? Not so much a fan.

Serenity also has the most awesome viral marketing campaign I've yet to see. Joss actually got Summer Glau, who plays River, to do these little films to release over the internet. Amazingly awesome. Here's the link to the mirrors. They're all short, about 1-2 minutes long, but it's very important to watch them in the order listed, not in chronological order. Joss is such a magnificent bastard.

Sunday, September 4, 2005

For Alyssa, Caroline, and anyone else who might be interested, I made the above banner into a 1024x768 wallpaper here.

So, I went to the Whole Foods Market today for the first time. It's more complicated than that, though, so let me explain. That will take too long; let me sum up: I went to regular Albertson's this morning, but they did not have barley, which I wanted to make a beef and barley stew. So, I came home and googled Whole Foods, and the location provided was about 2.2 miles north of me. I mapped it, did some alterations so I could stick to surface streets, and decided to just ride my bike there. Three miles later, I show the distribution center.

So I biked back home. And let me tell you, when you're not used to biking six miles at a time...yeah. That was fun.

Got back on Google, and it turns out that the actual store is 4 miles to the west of me, in downtown. Thankfully, I could take a straight-shot bus almost completely there, and only had to bike about 6 blocks the rest of the way. It is a very awesome store; insanely crowded, though. I mean, I don't really see the point in buying organic pop or potato chips or, like, candy, but to each his own. They did have barley, though, so that was exciting. I wish I could go there more often, for bulk grains and produce and such, but it is about an hour-and-a-half outing, all told.

I only have class Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, so I get this four-day weekend every weekend. That's awesome. I need to find a job, though. My resume's been up on the UT website for hiring for almost a week now, and it looks as though no one's biting, so I guess I'll have to do an actual search. Sigh.

Saturday, September 3, 2005

Ah, my very favorite episode. I finally got the software to screencap this one; would you believe that none of the major cap sites have done this episode? /Maxwell Smart

Bought my art supplies for my experimental media class today. I love buying things; I hate paying for things. It's unfair that the two are so inextricably linked. Anyways, I had to ride the bus, and coming home, not one stop after I get on, the bus breaks down. And I'm thinking, it's going to get hot, we're going to have to wait until a replacement bus gets here, I'm not going to get home for another two hours, JESUS, huh, this is kind of like an Amazing Race Moment (ARM), and those are always fun. Then, about two minutes into my fascinating interior monologue, the driver starts the bus again, turns to us and literally shrugs his shoulders, and we're back on our way.

Friday, September 2, 2005

This is the third Friday in a row I've forgotten to watch Arrested Development. GODDAMMIT. At this rate, I'll forget to watch the season premiere.

I'm very sad about the prospect of watching the Emmys alone. This suddenly occured to me today out of nowhere while vacuuming my bedroom.

Thursday, September 1, 2005

Went to screenwriting class this morning, which thankfully is an intro class so's I can get all caught back up. Afterwards, I went to the graduate cinema library, which is great; they have a ton of DVDs and even more on VHS, and we can actually take movies home to watch. This is a large improvement from the USC cinema library, where one had to watch movies sitting in cubicles. So, there's not really any need for me to get Netflix now; the man who buys the movies says that he doesn't necessarily get movies right when they come out, but he has a sense of what people like to watch and tries to order things he knows will be popular. And, he gets various TV shows, so I'll have to check that out.

Then, I went to my experimental media class, which seems cool with regards to the actual media production, and a little flaky when it comes to the grandiose artistic bullshit. (Actual moment today: "Rhyme blue." "Stew?" "No." "Sad?" "No." "Slight constipation?" "Better.") This website is an example of the work we'll be doing, including the website manufacture itself. (See what I'm talking about? Blah blah blah.) I mostly took this class because I've always wanted to make an experimental film, like where you paint on the film stock and such, and that's the end product; but the rest of the projects look pretty cool. For me it will be a case of creating the art and then backtracking the reasons and what-all; some people are left-brained, analytical thinkers, and that's just how it is. I'm all for stretching oneself intellectually and artistically, but I know the way I think and it's not going to change. It's my brain. That's just how it works.

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Song download --> "How it Ends," by Devotchka. Laura hunted this song down after we heard it in the beautiful trailer for Everything is Illuminated.

It's ickle Adam Baldwin! My Bodyguard is not really that great a film, but he is teh cutest in it.

Classes start tomorrow, although the class I have scheduled for Wednesdays is one I'm hoping to drop, because I want to get into a class called Postmodern Gothic, where you do all kinds of projects, but no papers or tests. I emailed the professor this weekend but haven't heard back yet. Hopefully there's still room; we'll see.

Sunday, August 28, 2005

Possibly the most sublime thing ever to be captured on film. I'm sure you've all seen this, but it can never hurt to watch it again.

It just makes me happy.

So, it's a bit hypocritical to complain about no one being on MSN the past week since I haven't exactly been internets talky meat, but I'm whining anyways. I miiiiiiiiss everyone. I also completely forgot about Place for To Talk, so I'm starting a thread over there about fanon-is-canon, as per Alyssa's Xanga. Just because I find commenting to not be the most conducive environment for discussion.

(I typed this whole post with one hand while on the phone with my mom. It took a long time, heh.)

Saturday, August 27, 2005

David Duchovny will star in The TV Set along with Ben Stiller, Steve Coogan, Jane Adams and Will Arnett, says Production Weekly.

Written and to be directed by Jake Kasdan, the film centers on Dave (Duchovny), who has a pregnant wife, a spendthrift mom and a lot of expenses. He should be happy that he has just sold a television pilot. But the path to the production includes a tumble down a rabbit hole of dimwitted executives, talentless stars and micro-managing suits who seem determind to remove any hint of creativity out of Dave's work.

Filming will take place in Los Angeles starting on July 25th.

Interesting. Will Arnett and Jane Adams? I'd go see this movie even without the Duchov.

Friday, August 26, 2005

Well, I'm all settled in. My mom left on Tuedsay morning, so I'm facing my first weekend alone in about 16 months. Very scary. I still have a few boxes to unload here, but house should be set up by Monday. The apartment is very nice. I have my own bedroom (for the first time ever in me whole life!) and own bathroom (teh ditto!). The kitchen has hardwood floors, and the living room is fairly spacious and came with a real couch and armchair, as opposed to the faux cheap-o versions we had at Regal Trojan. There's a real balcony, which I'm excited about using as soon as it cools down some. I have my own washer and dryer, which is, like, heaven.

My roommate is Nigerian, and she's a law student, and she's religious and studious and rarely comes out of her bedroom. Pretty damned perfect, if you ask me. She'd been living in the apartment a week before I showed up last week, and she hadn't put anything in the living room, so I set up my TV and my movies and my books and it's just all mine and fine and dandy.

The only problem with the place, and it's a minor problem, is that we don't have nearly the storage space we need, even for two people, one of whom doesn't seem to have that much stuff. I had to go out and buy a little bookcase for my books, and a little storage shelf unit for extra pantry goods, and meanwhile I've spent the past two days cramming things into various nooks and crannies trying to get everything put away and aesthetically pleasing.

So far, I can't really say I enjoy Austin all that much, being as how it's hotter than Satan's crotch outside. And unlike LA, which could get warm when you first moved out, it doesn't cool off any at night, so it's already 100 degrees by the time you wake up in the morning. I do have to say, though; Austin's public transportation system is superb. Free to me as a student, not just the UT shuttles but all the city buses, they are well-maintained, and those travelling appear to be mostly students and business-folk, as opposed to the vagrants and crazies in LA. I had to ride the bus downtown today for a tour of the university's film institute, and for the first time ever, I didn't fear for my safety during the ride. I just enjoyed the time until we arrived, and it was very pleasantly surprising.

The Everything is Illuminated trailer is up on Apple. Sho, sho pretteh. I can't wait for this movie.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

I'm trying to transfer all my media and music and such from my old computer to my laptop, but apparently my external hard drive isn't compatible with my old computer. It won't even see that the drive is there. Does anyone know how I can get Windows XP, even just a demo would work, for my old computer? I looked online about actually buying it, but it's $200 and I just don't have that. My laptop only came with a recovery CD that wouldn't read on my old computer.

I have 6.5 gigs of music on my old computer that I don't want to just abandon, but there's no other way of transfering it unless I want to spend the next month burning everything to CD and bringing it over. Any ideas or suggestions would be awesome.

(I promise, shortly, I will have Figured Things Out, and won't be begging for assistance on my blog anymore for technical things.)

Monday, August 22, 2005

Well, cell phone is ready to go. If people want to email me ( their cell phone numbers, I'd be much obliged. I'm Verizon, so I guess I can do that In-Network thing, so that should be cool.

Still setting up shop down here. Will update with full details as soon as I have a moment's rest. (I have been so busy.)

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Hey Catherine? Where did you get "The Final Countdown" ringtone? I searched on the Verizon site and it didn't find any matches.


Thursday, August 18, 2005

I am in Fort Stockton, Texas right now, which is a tiny, tiny city. The nearest movie theater is 90 miles (!) away. We stopped here because we had a massive tire blow-out, and had to get a new tire, and so we ended up calling it a night about two hours driving time further west than we had planned. So, we'll have to get up earlier tomorrow and drive a bit harder than I had hoped, but we should still get into Austin in the early afternoon, so it will be okay.

Driving from LA to here has been interesting. I've heard people talk about the Midwest being boring and flat, but for God's sack, at least we have grass. We drove through one 60-mile stretch where I swear, we didn't see a rest stop, a gas station, other roads, houses, even exit ramps. Just rocks and dirt and icky scrubby bushes, as far as the eye can see, for hours. We have corn and cows. That's something.

So far, people in Texas are very nice. A man pulled over and spent 45 minutes with us in the 100 degree heat helping us change the blown-out tire and put the spare on. My mom checked us in to this brand new-hotel, and told our sob story to the desk clerk while she was setting us up, and the clerk gave us this ginormous, beautiful suite for less than we paid for the kind-of-crappy hotel we ended up staying at in Eastern California. (Go ahead and drive another hour or so into Palm Springs or Indio. Yes, you're tired, but don't call it quits in Beaumont. Trust me.)

The next few days will be busy, setting up in Austin and such, and then I have orientation and registration and all that good stuff, but I'm actually quite excited to actually be doing things. Yay!

Thursday, August 11, 2005

I think I'm going to get a cell phone instead of a land line once down in Austin, so I wanted to ask everyone what plans they had and how everything worked, because obviously I've never had a cell phone before. And I'm not smrt.

I've been researching the various companies, and a lot of the plans sound the same. I don't make a lot of phone calls outside of whatever necessary school-related things I might need, and to call home to my parents. So I need something that doesn't charge long-distance, and it seems most plans do that. Anyways, if anyone has any suggestions or horror stories, I'd appreciate hearing about them.

Saturday, August 6, 2005

I miss the Fametracker forums. That is all.

So, my apartment called yesterday, wondering if I was planning on moving in or not. The guy was like, your lease started August 1st! Where are you? And I had to explain to him that they wouldn't let me sign a lease that started when I wanted, and that I was not showing up in Austin almost a month before classes even started. The standard contract starts the week before class starts, but I have to be there early for orientation and registration, but can I sign a lease starting then? No.

Then he asks if I had mailed my first month's rent. He's worried that I'm not showing up, worried enough to call, but not enough to check to see that they had received my check? (And since I have the photocopy of it in my monthly statement, I know they did.) Stupid. Stupidity infuriates me. If I signed the lease, and I paid for the month, if I don't feel like moving in for a while, that's my business, right? What difference does it make to him?

Laura read which nominees were put up on the LiveFeed boards. I'm not even going to watch Big Brother anymore. I don't even care. Feh.

We were watching AD last night, and my God, the Christmas episode. It's so brilliant. Michael and Maeby and Lindsay and George Michael singing "Afternoon Delight." "--king $4000 dollar suit...Come on!" "Yeah, the man in the fu--" "Should I put it in her brownie?" George Michael in the braces and head appliance. Lucille hitting the banana peel, hitting Tobias, and crashing into the banana stand.

But the funniest segment I think I've ever seen on the show, and on most shows, is still Ann's Christmas party. "The word George Michael was searching for is 'creepy.'" And then Ann singing. And the relative putting his arm around George Michael and singing. God, it's brilliant. I cried, I laughed so hard last night, and I've seen that episode four or five times already.

Tuesday, August 2, 2005

Remember how I said I wasn't going to get attached to Firefly? Yeah, didn't work. 'Cause it's awesome.

Laura and I are watching "Crush" the other day on FX, which is a really well-done Buffy episode, but after watching a lot of Firefly over the past two weeks, we just kind of looked at each other and said, "Not good." Because in comparison, it just wasn't. Firefly has great, great characters, wonderful actors, strong writing, fantastic effects and production's totally the best TV show I've seen in the past five years. Seriously. I am really glad I didn't watch it while it was airing, because I would have been crushed when it was cancelled.

So, anyone who watched a Whedon show, watch Firefly. Everything good about Buffy and Angel is there, but without any of the inconsistencies in quality, female characters written so that you WILL like them, or amnesia about what happened the week before. And if you didn't care for Buffy or Angel, watch Firefly anyways. I honestly can't praise it enough.

And there's a movie coming out! Squee!

Monday, August 1, 2005

I'm trying really hard to beat Metroid before I leave for school, and I don't think I'm going to do it.

Mayhap I could have been using summer vacation to develop outlines, characters, plot bunnies? Eh.

Why for is the tagboard not working?

So, I downloaded the crazy UK Lost promo they talked about on Best Week Ever, and dudes, it totally is crazy. It has nothing to do with the show, except that the actors are on a beach and there's kinda a burning plane in the background. The rest is creepy slo-mo dancing and scary eye makeup. So weird. Caro, do the Brits have really strange TV ads all the time?

Friday, July 29, 2005

Maggie: You just sealed my fate.
Kaysar: No. I just sealed your partner's fate.

Best. Big. Brother. Moment. Ever.

Although a close second would have to be Kaysar's dad, talking about his son's alliance with Janelle, saying, "We want Kaysar to win, or Janelle. Or Howie." Hee. Caroline's love for Kaysar? Is like my love for Howie. Him comparing Eric to a Sith Lord with absolute sincerity was the best thing ever. I love him.

I'm so glad Eric is gone. I don't understand people who cannot see how they play the game, but get upset when the tables are turned. He had no problem setting his lynch mob on Michael for imaginary offenses, but when people who quite rightly were feeling betrayed and wary of Eric's game-playing and stronghold over the weaker players decide to take him out, they're the ones playing without integrity? Bah. The game isn't about integrity, anyways. You don't commit a sin when you take an opponent's bishop when you're playing chess. You don't "betray" them by setting them up to get checkmated three turns down the line.

Anyways. I'm going through one of those periods where I just can't be bothered to get online, because that's all I have to talk about wrt my life. I leave for California in three weeks to get my things, then to Austin, so then I'll probably have things to talk about, and that's an exciting prospect.

Monday, July 18, 2005

Harry Potter spoilers below...



Snape is supposed to be this chaotic neutral kind-of guy, struggling with a skewed sense of morality, battling insecurities and old grudges, scarred from a bad childhood, overcompensating for his low self-esteem by bullying students, fighting for the good guys for the wrong reasons, etc. He's not supposed to be a flat-out villain. Unless this works out, I will be highly put-out. I know others are upset about other characterizations changing, but nothing felt more contrived and stupid than Snape holding his wand aloft, cackling, "I'm the Half-Blood Prince, aha!" I was waiting for him to start twirling his Snidely moustache.

I don't know. I knew it was coming and had to keep reading, and it just made me feel sick to my stomach.

(As far as the Ginny-thing is concerned, I feel that we see a lot of the action filtered through Harry's POV, so if he found himself infatuated with her, of course the characterization of her is going to follow. I did find the infatuation itself rather sudden and unexpected, but the storyline itself worked out okay for me. I dunno; all the other characters, including Hermione, read genuine for me, and I did mostly enjoy the plot. The Snape thing, though, it just taints it all.)

Thursday, July 14, 2005

Back from vacation. (Branson, as per usual.) Fairly standard as these things go, although we did get to see Amish folk driving their horse-and-buggys on the highway, which is always exciting. We were trying to figure out why they refuse technology in the forms of automobiles, buttons, electricity, etc., but apparently have no problem having Igloo coolers in the back of their buggys.

Watched The Inside this week, and it was very dark, which is okay, but not what I was expecting. Tim Minear, Jane Espenson, David Fury; all these Buffy/Angel writers, I was expecting there to be a bit more...snarkyness, but it was still good. And The Baldwin was v., v. pretty.

Big Brother is back! My life is so sad.

Wednesday, July 6, 2005

If anyone finds screencaps of Batman, could you tag the link? I can't find any. I wish to make a banner, and all I can find are screencaps from some HBO special that are woefully inadequate. Kthnx.

Maja and Caro, I mailed your birthday presents (late, but I wasn't mailing anything to EUROPE, BITCHES); be on the lookout late next week-ish.

I'm so very excited for Big Brother to start, just so I have something to watch on TV. It's sad. Laura and I started watching Firefly on DVD, and it's very good, but it's depressing knowing that it gets cancelled, so I'm trying to actively not get invested in the characters as I watch, which is sort of not the point. And it's not working with Adam Baldwin, who is very pretty. I don't normally go for tall and manly and muscled, but there are exceptions to every rule, and I would totally marry him.

Saw War of the Worlds this weekend, but it was a traumatic experience. They opened the theater doors before the movie ended, and we could hear all the people waiting outside to get in, and the ushers came in and started cleaning up, and they turned the house lights up, so I completely missed the last few minutes of the movie due to the overwhelming rage, and it just kind of tainted the whole film for me. Which sucks, as it was enjoyable up till then. We went to talk to the manager, and being as how she was younger than me, and just kind of stood there and did nothing, I'm going to write a letter. Mayhap I'll get money or summat.

Mailed my last storage payment today. Huzzah!

Monday, June 27, 2005

Ugh, what a long weekend. My cousin was married on Saturday, and Sarah was the flower-girl and Marshall was a candlelighter, so we had to be there for everything. They were married up in Lawrence, so it was a nice hour-plus drive there and back every day, and then on the big day, we had to get there early for pictures, so I feel like the last five days just disappeared into the great unknown. Bah.

It was a nice ceremony, though. A little religious for my tastes, with the "you must submit to your husband" and "love God before your spouse" and all, but still nice. Awful reception food, though. 'Twas sad.

Laura and I went to see Batman again. We decided we loved it. You have to see a movie more than once to make that decision, which is an important one. Also, while studying Gary Oldman's profile, it occured to me that if you take a small, slender man and give him a strong nose and a slightly undershot chin, I will probably think he's the most gorgeous thing ever in the whole world. It's like a science or something.

I totally forgot last week to blog about the kid we saw after we saw Batman for the first time. He walked out with his mom and dad, and he couldn't have been more than three, and he was wearing a Bat-cape. Not a plastic Halloween costume one, but a real cape made out of heavy black fabric. He was running around, turning his head to see it fly behind him, and waving his arms in grand, imperious gestures. Then, as we're heading towards the doors, he turns, and he's wearing a little utility belt. It was the cutest thing I've ever seen. He was so excited, and so adorable, and I wish I could have taken a picture.

(Speaking of pictures, they gave us a disposable camera at the reception, ostensibly to take pictures of the shindig, but we mainly just posed Marshall in strange ways, although we did get a great pic of Sarah holding my wine, pulling a face for the camera. I hope they're not mad at us when they develop those.)

Thursday, June 23, 2005

AFI: Hi! Yeah...we haven't received your deposit yet?
Shannon: Hi! Yeah...I can't afford the deposit.
AFI: But that would mean you can't afford tuition, being as how it's eleventy-thousand times more expensive than the deposit.
Shannon: Exactly.
AFI: But...we accepted you.
Shannon: Yeah...I don't have a hundred grand, dude.
AFI: Oh. Well, maybe you could re-apply next year, and we could totally waive the application fee!
Shannon: Gee, thanks! That 75 bucks is really going to help!

And still, after the phone call, my heart hurt. I was talking about this with my dad, and he brought up the very good point that obviously I'm not really the kind of writer they want. They want someone who can afford that program, and that's going to be someone with a certain kind of background, childhood, base of experience, and that's not me. So if they want to be elitist and only really accept people who have that kind of largesse, then that's that. I won't worry about it anymore.

Ickle foozes update. I just kind of forget that blog is even there, sometimes.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

We’ve spent the past two days researching one-way rentals of vans and trucks from LA to Austin, trying to arrange how I’m going to get my things from one school to the other. We looked at the little moving trucks first, which are ridiculously expensive (well more than $1200 for less than a week), and then moved on to either cargo vans or a minivan. The best we found was Thrifty, which had a van with fold-down seats, for $60 a day plus a $400 one-way charge, so about $750 total. And, they don’t even have a drop-off in Austin, so we’d have to unpack and then drive 300 miles to Houston. And then rent another car for the rest of the week.

AND THEN. We called Hertz. And they don’t even charge for taking the vehicle one-way, and even set up a regular car in Austin for after we unpack, so we wouldn’t have to go to Houston. So the van, and the regular car, for the entire week, would be about $500, and we might get a bigger discount for reserving online.


Anyways, Caroline, it looks like I will be in Los Angeles just on August 16th, which is earlier I think than you were planning to go there, so we probably will miss each other. Teh sadness. (Microsoft Word, God! Let me write “teh!”)

Monday, June 20, 2005

I’ve reached that stage of summer vacation, quicker than ever before, when it is no longer fun and exciting to do nothing but watch movies and play Civilization. (Speaking of which, how does a swordsman defeat a fortified musket man? I got so angry I was sick to my stomach. Bah.) I’d try to find a job, just to occupy my time, but no one’s going to hire me for two months.

We saw Batman Begins this weekend, and it was excellent. Just a wonderfully put-together movie that was so well-cast, it was kind of scary. I’d forgotten that Tom Wilkinson and Rutger Hauer were in it, so that was an added treat. Laura and I have been trying to figure out why both Hans Zimmer and James Newton Howard composed the film, though; that’s kind of odd, isn’t it, to have two well-known composers working together? I don’t think it was a problem of hiring one composer, him not working out, and then bringing someone else in, because I saw them doing an interview together. I don’t know why I’m thinking about this so much; it’s just incredibly strange to me.

Gary Oldman is teh hotness, yo. And, he has a son named Gulliver, which is the cutest thing ever in the entire world, whatever and ever amen.

Re-using the AD/LOTR banner. I have been Photoshop-deficient for the past few weeks. I just…can’t get anything to work. I really didn’t like how the Jin/Sun banner turned out, I couldn’t clean the ‘caps to my liking, and every icon I try to make just looks blah or downright bad. I don’t know if I don’t have the right pictures, or if I can’t come up with new ideas, or what, but it’s depressing for some reason. Like I’m regressing, in a Flowers for Algernon kind of way.

Before the suckage, though, I started working on a set of Arrested Development icons. I only got through a few episodes before I stopped working, and I haven’t really had the patience to search through screen caps at home, so here’s what I have. Feel free to take anything, and I can re-color them if they’re all clash-y or whatev. Enjoy.

Monday, June 13, 2005

Another one of my high school friends is getting married. Thanks, guys! Thanks for making me feel undesirable and pathetic! Yes, I am looking forward to being a crazy cat lady! Is it wrong that I don’t want to go to the wedding just because I would be going alone, and I don’t have anything to wear? Sigh. I’ll go anyways. It’s, like, an obligation. You have to have a good reason not to go to a wedding if it’s someone you actually know, and not like your third cousin or whatever.

Sarah had her piano recital this weekend. One of the families who goes to her piano teacher, I guess they’re ├╝ber-Catholic and home-school their kids, so the kids were reallllllly not socialized at all. It was kind of embarrassing. The oldest boy, who was probably Marshall’s age or a bit older, you just know that if he went to an actual high school, he’d die. I can kind of understand home-schooling your kids in early elementary school, when they’re learning the basics and such. But when they’re older, and they’re learning fairly specialized topics, like chemistry and calculus and literature? Isn’t it kind of doing them a disservice, doing it at home? Strictly from an academic standpoint, I don’t understand not letting kids get an education from professionals once they’re eight or ten or so. That’s not even counting the social skills, which are important, and unless you’re home-schooling your kids and also having them do extra-curriculars and community events and all, in which case, why bother home-schooling them?

Anyways. Batman Begins this week! Christian Bale, Gary Oldman, Liam Neeson, and Cillian Murphy. Mmm…no, I’m going for the…cinematic…the mythos and stuff. Yeah. Really!

Saturday, June 11, 2005

I found an apartment! Yay! It was built in 1998, so hopefully it won’t be as junky and soul-sucking as Regal Trojan. It’s $500 a month, which include utilities. My own bedroom and bathroom, (along with a second bedroom and bathroom for another roommate), a kitchen, and a living area. It comes fully furnished, along with a washer and dryer. Free high-speed internet and cable. It’s a little bit farther from campus than what I was at SC, but it’s on the shuttle route. They’re mailing me the lease, and I’ll be living with a graduate law student, who specifically requested another grad student who would be quiet (hee!), so she sounds like she’ll be studious and not a big party person, which I am all about. I’m really excited.

I still haven’t gotten any notification on registration or orientation. The coordinator for the cinema program there emailed me at the end of April, saying that information would be sent out a week later (the first week of May). A month later, I emailed her, and she just…isn’t in the office. They didn’t say if she was on vacation or what, but I asked if they could tell me the dates, and they were all, yeah, she’ll email you, it’s in August. It doesn’t seem well-organized, which is bothersome. I’m not organized; I can’t afford for the school to not be organized, either.

Thursday, June 9, 2005

Hee, so this week, we’re watching Rio Bravo in the living room, because my dad just got it on DVD for his birthday. There’s a storm coming in, but whatever, it’s the summer and we get one three times a week, usually. Except that we had the volume too loud on the TV, and all the windows closed, so we missed when the tornado sirens started going off. We totally could have had one come through, and we would have been oblivious, watching John Wayne.

They’re holding my last paycheck until a full pay period after I finished working. Bitches.

Monday, June 6, 2005

Watched the Tonys last night. For some reason, Hugh Jackman is not my boyfriend. That is something I shall have to rectify soon.

It’s an odd experience, watching the Tony’s; I have never seen a single Broadway show, so I end up rooting for people based solely on whether I know them or not, and shows based solely on if they feature people I like, and I have no idea who I’m pulling for, but it is essential that I pull for someone while watching an award show. People (or shows) who won, who while going through the nominees I shouted out their name: Liev Schrieber, Mike Nichols, Cherry Jones, the Lady of the Lake from “Spamalot,” and “Spamalot.” I bet Liev Schrieber has had to put his name into his Microsoft Word dictionary, because otherwise it auto-corrects it as “Live.” So, yeah, good times, although Hugh and Aretha’s duet was pretty wretched; she sounded off, and it just was not harmonizing.

I want to be Bernadette Peters when I grow up.

Capt. Jack Sparrow was anxious this morning that I wasn’t going to get up and feed him, so he climbed up into bed with me and started throwing himself bodily against my back, inexplicably purring, like, “I will be affectionate towards you and be your sleepy-time buddy, but you have to feed me! You haven’t fed me since 11pm last night!”

Advice: Don’t read Helter Skelter immediately preceding bedtime. Stupid book. I’m almost asleep, and I jolt awake, like, “Someone could be creepy-crawling me right now!” God.

Friday, June 3, 2005

I have nothing to talk about! I don’t even have TV to talk about! My life is so sad!

*wails and rends clothing*

UT sent a packet on necessary vaccinations and medical info they need to have in the next month. Those will be fun doctor visits, without health insurance. It’s like, $75 just to walk in the door. I don’t think there are any vaccinations I need, since it seems they’re just recommending meningitis and hepatitis, as opposed to requiring it, so it’s just filling out forms that say that yes, I have been vaccinated against measles. (Who hasn’t been?) Feh.

I’m all done working at the library. School ended last week, and I asked the principal if I could come in another week, because we were finishing up inventory and such. He said sure, but then came back Wednesday to tell me he “misunderstood” what I had asked and I shouldn’t have been working at all, and please to go home today. Like, whatever, I don’t know if he told me I could stay and didn’t ask the district office, or what happened, but I was only going to work till today anyways, so I thought it was kind of lame.

I applied for some random retail job. We’ll see. I’m probably overqualified or some such garbage.

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

I’m so confused! When do I talk about TV? Where can I talk about TV? How much TV can I talk about? I don’t know when people will watch TV, or where, or if they will, and as nothing else happens in my life, my blogging is suddenly fraught with peril.

So, I’ll try to keep this non-spoilery. Ahem.

Tony + Michelle = 4eva.

Satan does Powerpoint! Awesome.

I feel we’re at a crossroads with 24. Could be good, could be bad. Will the writers take the path of least resistance and churn out another season, same as the last, like XF S8 or Buffy S6, and not take the opportunity they have to do something different and exciting? I hope not, and I don’t think they will, but I’m cautious looking forward to January ‘06.

In non-TV news, I bought a new iShuffle. It’s just 512 mb, so it carries about 120 songs, which is really all I need. An iPod is cool and all as a permanent receptacle for all your music, but I don’t mind switching songs in and out as the mood strikes me, so I’m happy. Also, the (relative) cheapness.

So, I get a phone call yesterday, and AFI has now accepted me from the wait-list. Which, like, awesome to know that I actually made it into an extremely competitive and high-caliber program, but ultimately it doesn’t really matter, since I can’t afford to go. I mean, I could, if I wanted to take out more than $60,000 in loans for two years. It was exciting news, and…validating, but it would have been much simpler if the choice had been UT and nothing else. Now I’m afraid I’ll have thoughts about what might have been, and those are never good. Ah well.

Speaking of UT, I’m having trouble finding housing. University housing is full, and the student housing in the area is heavy on residence halls, which I find bizarre, and expensive residence halls at that. One of them, not affiliated directly with the school, costs more for a plain double dorm room than I paid for the apartment. That’s crazy! My mom suggested I just start looking for regular apartments, nothing geared specifically towards students, which I think might be a good idea. She even suggested a duplex, but that sounds impossibly grown-up and kind of scary, in that it would be a very big space and I would be alone in it. Eek. This is why I’ve enjoyed being home this past year: I don’t like making decisions and dealing with big, important stuff. I’m not ready to be an adult in the scary, making responsible decisions about houses and finances and things like that, y’know?

Thursday, May 19, 2005

joy (joi) n.

1. Intense and especially ecstatic or exultant happiness.
2. A source or an object of pleasure or satisfaction: "their only child, their pride and joy."
3. Waking up in the middle of the night, crying into your pillow because it's time to go to work, then realizing it's only 2am and you still have four more hours of sleep; "Shannon was filled with joy."

Phoenix killed and ate a squirrel. He brought us the tail, and two feet. We found them on the front stoop, along with a dead mouse. We don't know if he was full from the squirrel, or if the mouse was just for fun.

I am filled with great torment, knowing that Star Wars is playing right now, and that I can't see it for another two days. We have to wait till we're all together, see, and Laura's finishing finals. And we don't go in evenings, or we'd go tomorrow night. I feel like my soul is burning! My soul needs to see Star Wars!

They showed a ten minute preview of Batman Begins last night on the WB, and it made me cry. The preview made me cry, people. This movie is going to be so awesome. And then there's War of the Worlds, and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, and Everything is Illuminated, and The Brothers Grimm; so many good movies this summer. I hope my expectations, which are very, very high, don't get dashed. That would suck.

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Ugh, what a horrid day up until about an hour ago. We lost power briefly early this morning, so my alarm didn’t go off, so I was running late, trying to get ready quickly for work. Then, Marshall, who was up forty minutes before I was, still couldn’t manage to get his shit together and missed the bus, so I had to take him to school. Then, I walk into school and one of the kids tells me that they were driving behind me, and that I have a flat tire.

I go out to investigate. Not only do I have a flat tire, I have a so-flat-how-did-I-not-realize-it-I’m-going-to-lose-The-Amazing-Race kind of flat tire. There’s no way I’m even going to be able to drive it home. Did I bring a lunch with me today? No.

We’re doing inventory in the library, so we have to scan every single book. Every. Single. Book. I feel like Sisyphus or something. I’ve been making up a t-shirt design for the kids in the play, and they didn’t announce my announcement yesterday (Why? I have no idea. I wrote it out and everything.), so I had to track kids down to give them the information for ordering. Half of them assumed they were getting free shirts, and wanted to know why I was giving them a sheet of paper. Even though I told them from the start, “You will buy your own shirts!”

Then, someone brought in cake and ice cream to the office. God bless them, sincerely. Cake makes everything better. Well, maybe not leprosy, but most things.

Friday, May 13, 2005

What song does Gob sing to Michael at the end of the season finale? They're inappropriately close and Michael kind of groans, "No..." I think Gob records it with Franklin earlier, and puts it on the CD. I didn't tape the episode, and I cannot remember.

It's important for a sooper sekrit project.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

So, in an example of my unending clumsiness, yesterday I slammed the end of my index finger on my right hand in a door. Not a regular, hollow door, but one that weighs approximately a metric ton, swings shut with an ominous rumble of its own accord, and that, after slamming shut, rattles the walls it is set into.

It is the door that leads into the office at school. In a misguided attempt to help it shut gently, I moved to grab the doorknob. I have...problems with spatial relations, and where my body is relative to other physical objects, and literally just stuck my finger right against the jamb. Over a full day later, it still throbs.

I came home yesterday, ready to lament and elaborate on my very serious injury, only to find out that my dad broke a toe yesterday. Now, that's hardly fair.

Monday, May 9, 2005

Ever have one of those weeks where nothing really interesting happens? Because I tell you what, that was my week. I was sad, how much nothing happened. Besides the fact that I am tired of working at the library. When I said "sure" in October, I had no idea I'd still be doing it in May.

We went to see Hitchhiker's Guide on Friday night. I loved it, even though I haven't read the book in years and years, and hadn't remembered half of the plot. I thought it was really well cast (my only complaint was Zooey Deschanel, who I normally like, but was just not right for Trillian). There is a scene in the beginning, where they pan up the alien spacecraft, that made Laura and me laugh so hard I thought I was going to have an embollism or something. I swear to God, the hardest I have ever laughed in a movie theater.

We were going to sidle over into Kingdom of Heaven afterwards, but we started feeling paranoid. The manager and person who sold us our tickets were walking all over the lobby, which we had to cross to get to the other side of the theater for the right screen, and there was a cop there, and so we just finally made our way out after kind of standing around the lobby for ten minutes. Sucked, because I wanted to see all the pretty men, but not enough to risk getting thrown out over.

Tuesday, May 3, 2005

Satan! Satan! Satan!

Oh, Glenn Morshower, how I've missed you. (More than POTUS? Yis.)

So, I am quite possibly the dumbest person when it comes to watching TV, so even when they were wheeling Chinese email guy into surgery I didn't get it. It wasn't until my dad said, "Do they have more than one surgical team?" that everything clicked. So awesome. This completely redeems every single Audrey scene. Every one. Because that? Was magic.

M-O-O-N, that spells ASOME.

(I have updated foozes.)

Monday, May 2, 2005

Hokay, so. The play is over. Huzzah! Actually, it went really well. Probably some of the best line memorization of any play I've been involved with, meaning that we had a few boggles but for the most part, it went rather smoothly. The kids are upset that we're finished, especially since we took down the set today. A month to put it up, it comes down in an hour. Kind of anticlimactic, that. I need to make a design for t-shirts, but when I played around on Photoshop earlier, nothing much looked good, so maybe I'm creatively bankrupt right now.

So, the XF S1 DVD set I got off eBay had problems with the third disc, too. I emailed the seller, and she's going to exchange the bad discs, so that's good. The others were fine, but a quarter of the episodes being unplayable just wasn't acceptable to me. Hopefully this'll all get resolved okay.

I'm really excited about 24 tonight! The last couple weeks, I've kind of been watching out of obligation (although some of that might have been play fatigue), but after the AWESOMENESS THAT WAS CHLOE last week, I'm pretty psyched about what's coming next.

Caroline, how long will you be in London? Maja, when are you coming back from Europe?

Thursday, April 28, 2005

I hate when I spend a lot of time working on a banner, feel I've finished, upload and change the template...and realize as soon as it's on my blog that there's something I don't like. Had to fix and tweak the lower righthand corner today, because it was just weird. Eh.

I had forgotten how good an episode "Shadows" was. I probably haven't watched it since I was 12 or 13, when they reaired a lot of the first season episodes on Sunday nights during S2. I hadn't thought of that in a long time. I remember those repeats making me unbearably happy for some reason. I was obsessed when I was still in middle school.

Catherine, Alyssa, when are your birthdays? I can't remember. My brain is filled with Ace of Base lyrics or something. (Seriously, "The Sign" came on the radio yesterday and not only did I remember all the words, I remembered all the specific runs and melisma and stuff. It's so sad.)

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

I don't know what to do, guys. I tried to watch "Conduit" today, on the first XFS1 DVD, and it wouldn't play. Three different programs on two different computers and on a regular DVD player connected to a TV. It hits chapter four and just skips and jitters. Should I return the whole set, or just live with it? I'm going to see if any other episodes do it this weekend, if I have time, although I hadn't really planned on watching the whole season in two weeks. I suppose if it's just that one episode, and just in the middle, I'll keep the set and deal with it, but if it's more than one episode...

I don't understand why it would do that. The set came sealed up and everything, and when I look at the back of the disc, it looks pristine. Will FOX replace a single, malfunctioning disc, or would one have to have a receipt or such? I don't know they'd put out the expense for something I bought off of eBay.

We had our first in-school performance today. It went well, although the paint was still drying on the set. There is one thing I know for sure: I have no (0) mechanical intelligence. I worried a screw trying to attach a chair rail until the screw was hot to touch, but couldn't figure out why it wouldn't go in for, like, five minutes, when it finally dawned on me that I had the screwdriver in reverse. Anyways, I'm glad the play is over. It was a large time commitment, and I didn't get a lot of support from the administration there, so it was often frustrating and occasionally infuriating. Which, I suppose, is good practice if I decide to continue in filmmaking, of course.

Monday, April 25, 2005

The play is this week! The end is nigh!

So, I bought XF S1 off of eBay. $15, plus $10 for shipping and handling. Not bad, if I do say so meself, and I do. "Not bad," I said. It was sealed, never opened, and even though the seller advertised rather apologetically that it was from Hong Kong, so had Chinese characters on the packaging but was otherwise the same as American DVDs, I really quite like the exotic, foreign packaging.

I've watched the first three episodes so far, and was appalled at how little I remembered of "Deep Throat." I was genuinely shocked by a few plot developments. That bodes well for my enjoyment of the rest of the season, since it will be like watching some brand new episodes. I mean, for some of them, it's been over ten years. That's, like...crazy. And makes me feel old.

Thursday, April 21, 2005

Dear God,

Please get out of the bathtub. It's about You-Know-Who. Not Voldemort, though. Although same kind of evil. I've circled him in red for Your convenience.

Sincerely and Amen,


Wednesday, April 20, 2005


I totally missed, like, the last third of Idol because Marshall and my dad were fighting. Interrupting my TV...:grumbles:

I will be so happy when the play is over. We perform for the middle school next week, and then evening performances, and I'm so stressed about getting the set finished, I can't even enjoy watching TV (as much). The whole time, I'm like, "I could be making the grandfather clock. I could be painting something." See, I never worked on set before; I was always on stage. I was vaguely aware that set building took place, but now that I don't have to do it, I just don't have the practical experience to draw on. I tell the kids things like, "I think we'll put the flat, like, there or something, and...I don't know."

Friday, April 15, 2005

I have never before done a PSA as a banner picture, but I felt that this was a truly important message to get out.

Thursday, April 14, 2005

So, we're finishing dinner tonight, and I tell Sarah, "Come downstairs and I'll show you a picture of Charlie from the next episode of Lost. You'll be excited!" And Marshall turns to me and says, in all seriousness, "Is Charlie in drag?"

Like, what? How is that your first response to anything? I was too stunned to even laugh. That's so totally bizarre.

This is the week I've missed for four years: everything has turned green. And all the redbud trees around have budded, although they're actually purple, and it's just so pretty out. I could hug the outside. The love, it consumes.

They have The Road to Avonlea on DVD on Amazon. Did anyone else watch that on the Disney Channel? I hadn't thought of that for years, but we were talking about that today, me and the main librarian, and like, wow. I was so into that show. And, of course, the two Anne of Green Gables movies. I think Gilbert/Anne was my first literary 'ship. Good times. (Only the first is on DVD; Anne of Avonlea is still just available on VHS. Would it be wrong to get them on DVD?)

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

I was accepted to University of Texas. They also gaveme a full-tuition fellowship, so I would only be paying for room and board and living expenses. That's a pretty good incentive to go. I'm going to call UCLA today to see what's the what, but I pretty much have to give up on AFI. I won't hear from them until end of April through the middle of May. And even if I get in, they provide pretty much no aid, and everything together is over $30,000 a year. So even if I got accepted, I can't afford it. So, unless I got into UCLA and they're offering me a better deal, I'll probably be in Austin next year. Which is great, except that Caro and I had started talking about living together, and for some reason I had decided that was done, so now I'll either be living by myself or with some stranger, and, ew. And I have to learn a new city. A hotter one. But still! I got in!

Monday, April 11, 2005

Today, I was driving to the library to take back a movie. I was in a left turn lane, and two cars ahead of me didn’t start turning when the arrow turned green. I honked, as I am wont to do. The car finally moved towards the left, and the car ahead of me and I had to go into the oncoming traffic lane to get around the front car and turn left. I was ready to shake my fist at the car who couldn’t figure out which lane to get into…and it was a nun. A NUN. Completely dressed in a habit.

Lost some points there.

So, Charles and Camilla got married; good for them. I don’t really understand the big deal about the marriage. I think that if they were “regular” people, there wouldn’t have been an affair, or as long an affair, because they could have divorced their spouses and gotten on with it. I thought the ceremony (what we saw, at least) was very pretty and tasteful, and I absolutely loved Camilla’s second dress; the greenish-blue one with a kind of overcoat that fastened in the front. I even liked the quills. Good times.

“I am sick of this objectification of women!” “It’s just Mom and whores.”

Sunday, April 10, 2005

I have to go to the bridal shower today of my future cousin-in-law. Which…whatever. I don’t really get the whole shower thing; it seems like a shameless ploy for presents. A wedding, I understand, but not the shower. Ah well. I can’t really fight against years of tradition. At least I don’t have to dress up.

I can’t believe there are only two episodes left of Arrested Development this season. But I won’t even entertain the thought that it won’t be back next year. I won’t. La la la I can’t hear you!

Wednesday, April 6, 2005


Dude, what is up with Jack’s lame-ass backstory? Why waste at least a third of an episode on something completely stupid and meaningless and boring in an otherwise stellar and awesome episode? They had this great thing going with one life beginning when another ends…and a wedding? Bwuh?

I’m really starting to get worried that Lost is getting too attached to this storytelling device to the detriment of the show itself. Sometimes the flashbacks work, like in Locke’s, Claire’s, Michael’s and Hurley’s episodes; I enjoy the flashbacks when they provide some kind of dramatic counterpoint to what’s going on on the island and illuminate the larger picture. But I didn’t get anything from tonight. I was hoping that once we made it through all the major characters, the writers would start to wean themselves off this gimmick, but apparently not so. I can’t complain with anything else in this episode, which was the best in terms of non-flashback-related material for me this season. (Nothing beats the reveal of Locke’s paralysis, though. Nothing. But that was tied to the flashbacks, so counts not so much here.) But every time the low “whummmmmm” sound started, I went to get a drink.

In other news, you fail, America. You were supposed to vote off Scott. Scott.
Brian and Greg! Nooooooooo!

Fuck monkey bastard.

Went to see Sin City this weekend. Awesome. Just, so visually stunning, in a way that Sky Captain aimed for but was unable to accomplish. There was a richness, a lushness, to the effects here that almost made me lose track of the characters and plotlines. I think it’s this and King Kong battling out next year for visual effects. But I think what made this film stand out was more than just the effects work in creating all the backgrounds, but also the meticulous attention paid to every single frame. I know Rodriguez was copying Miller’s graphic novels down to the last detail, but since I’ve never read the novels I didn’t have anything to compare to, favorably or not; I do think though that setting up every single shot and set-up so carefully makes every single shot and set-up memorable and interesting. So many films have well-thought out sequences and scenes, with interesting shots, but interspersed throughout are talky-head scenes, conversations between characters that are just shot-reverse shot, and there was nothing like that in Sin City. You could screencap every single second in this film and it would be gorgeous. And it was such a smart decision to echo the same monochromatic look of the novels, because the splashes of color were just divine.

The casting was fantastic, especially since when I first read about this project last summer, the only two people I liked (of those I knew) were Elijah and Bruce Willis; I was pretty “eh” about the whole thing. But I loved everyone, and they all did such a great job with the noir dialogue; in the mouths of other actors, in the hands of other directors, that could have sounded really stilted and over-the-top, but I bought everything. Even “My valkyrie.” The violence didn’t really bother me; it was so completely non-realistic, it was like Kill Bill in that sense. My favorite overall plotline was probably Clive Owen’s, just because it was filled with twists and turns and was very interesting, but my favorite character was probably Marv, who had the best lines and was just so darn likeable and sympathetic. SPOILER---When he gets zapped in the electric chair the first time, and spits out, “Is that all you got?” I laughed so hard, along with my Dad and Laura, I think we scared the other people in our theater.---END SPOILER

Arrested Development this weekend made me lose consciousness. That is all.

Tuesday, April 5, 2005

So, I created an ezboard, called, appropriately enough, Place for to Talk.  'Cause I miss talking to everyone in an actual, conversation-type way.  So, anyhoo.  There you go.

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

[So, I've been trying to post for THREE DAYS, and blogger wouldn't let me. Some of this post has been languishing as a saved Microsoft Word document for so long, I'm sure that you're already all forgotten the episodes I'm referring to. Stupid...internets.]

I'm so excited for Sin City, I can't even tell you. All the advance reviews I've heard are glowing, so hopefully (knock on wood) it won't disappoint.

Arrested Development was funny last night (I typed up this post yesterday, but couldn't post it until now GOD DAMN YOU DIAL UP)(of course now, it's two days ago), although not quite as good as last week's. I did love the matter-of-fact observation that Lindsay and Maeby of course knew that Mrs. Featherbottom was Tobias, and were just going to let him keep at it because they liked him doing the housework. I was disappointed with Tony Wonder, though. Goofy, and very Ben Stiller, and not the kind of subtle yet bizarre humor I expect from this show. I feel like they gave him too much leeway to do what he wanted because he's BEN STILLER BY GOD, and it just didn't work for me. Just a minor complaint, though; the rest of the episode was great.

ETA today: AFI called and we did the interview. When it was over, I literally was trembling, I was so nervous. The whole day, knots in my stomach, like when you wake up with a jolt in the middle of the night and remember you have an assignment due at the beginining of class that you haven't even started on. Remember that feeling? Yeah. ALL DAY. I think the interview went well, although it's hard for me to tell over the phone, since I don't have any of the normal visual cues to work from. Anyways, I'll find out in 4-6 weeks. We'll see.

You found a van, you say, 24? With Dina dead inside? Right. I'm sure that's just her clone. Or, her twin sister. Or acclaimed actress Shohreh Agdashloo. Nice try, show, but we both know Dina's alive, so just stop playing.