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.