"The Day After Tomorrow"
This trailer scared me last night. I know I am going to be there opening night, completely freaked out, and loving it. Insane and destructive weather phenomena is another of my fears, so this should be fun.
Thursday, November 6, 2003
Wednesday, November 5, 2003
Caroline and I decided to set up a CafePress account. Yes, yes; soon, we will make the "The precious is my bling-bling" t-shirt, but just to whet your appetite, please check out our first product. We think you'll enjoy it.
Tuesday, November 4, 2003
I am digging this cooler weather. It's been in the upper fifties (50s) to lower sixties (60s) since Halloween, and it's been most joyous. I like getting to wear winter clothes, which are warm and comfy.
(Is "comfy" an actual word? Or is it just slang that is so ubiquitous it has become a word, like "bling?" Speaking of bling, there's a LOTR-themed Flash thingy that has Gollum rapping, and at one point he raps, "The precious is my bling-bling," which is just some kind of genius. I want a shirt with that on it. Does anyone have a CafePress account?")
My boss at work today said I was doing exceptional work. *is warm and fuzzy on the insides* Even though I'd like to say I'm all cool and independent, without any need of outside validation to confirm my own self-worth, I can't deny that it isn't nice to hear praise now and again.
Praise me, damn you! Validate my existence! Feed my ever-burning furnace of ego with your words and tokens of my awesomeness!
(Is "comfy" an actual word? Or is it just slang that is so ubiquitous it has become a word, like "bling?" Speaking of bling, there's a LOTR-themed Flash thingy that has Gollum rapping, and at one point he raps, "The precious is my bling-bling," which is just some kind of genius. I want a shirt with that on it. Does anyone have a CafePress account?")
My boss at work today said I was doing exceptional work. *is warm and fuzzy on the insides* Even though I'd like to say I'm all cool and independent, without any need of outside validation to confirm my own self-worth, I can't deny that it isn't nice to hear praise now and again.
Praise me, damn you! Validate my existence! Feed my ever-burning furnace of ego with your words and tokens of my awesomeness!
Blah blah blah fishcakes. That about sums up the past few days for me. Homework, and meetings, and class, and I've reached that point, that strange, arbitrary point, where my semester and the routine and everything just becomes so monotonous that I cannot stand it anymore. But then Turkey Day Weekend comes round the corner, and the balance is restored.
And this is why I want to be a filmmaker, because each day is different. I could not deal with a 9-5; the sameness and routine would kill me. Kill me dead! Dead like that parrot! That dead Monty Python parrot! And the shopkeeper would try to sell me, and one day he would succeed, but then the Monty Python guy would realize that I was dead, and bring me back, and they'd argue. Because I was pushing up daisies, see? Which are my favorite flower, so that's cool. But you never see daisies in a flower shop; just roses and stuff, which are usually really expensive. Why are they so expensive? I think it's price gouging; they know guys who had a big fight with their girlfriend or wife will pay anything to make it all better, because that's easier than, like, having an actual conversation or something. Speaking of guys, Caroline and I watched "Average Joe" tonight, which was a cool show. I'm totally down with the concept, because unlike most other dating shows, these guys seem genuinely fun and cool, for the most part. Except for this Indian guy, who was totally weird. He was all, "Do you like brocolli? I don't like peas. I'm not fond of green food." Wha? It was completely strange. And then she didn't get rid of him! But Caroline spots at the end that decisions were made after consultation with the producers, so they probably told her to keep him because he's weird, and thus entertaining TV. Whatever. Producers are stupid. I mean, I know they have a responsibility to try and market the show and make it interesting, but still. These shows really only work if you buy into them as "reality," and if it's clear that everything is being orchestrated behind the scenes, the illusion is lost.
Stream of consciousness! Yay! (I typed that all in one continuous five minute setting. Whee!)
And this is why I want to be a filmmaker, because each day is different. I could not deal with a 9-5; the sameness and routine would kill me. Kill me dead! Dead like that parrot! That dead Monty Python parrot! And the shopkeeper would try to sell me, and one day he would succeed, but then the Monty Python guy would realize that I was dead, and bring me back, and they'd argue. Because I was pushing up daisies, see? Which are my favorite flower, so that's cool. But you never see daisies in a flower shop; just roses and stuff, which are usually really expensive. Why are they so expensive? I think it's price gouging; they know guys who had a big fight with their girlfriend or wife will pay anything to make it all better, because that's easier than, like, having an actual conversation or something. Speaking of guys, Caroline and I watched "Average Joe" tonight, which was a cool show. I'm totally down with the concept, because unlike most other dating shows, these guys seem genuinely fun and cool, for the most part. Except for this Indian guy, who was totally weird. He was all, "Do you like brocolli? I don't like peas. I'm not fond of green food." Wha? It was completely strange. And then she didn't get rid of him! But Caroline spots at the end that decisions were made after consultation with the producers, so they probably told her to keep him because he's weird, and thus entertaining TV. Whatever. Producers are stupid. I mean, I know they have a responsibility to try and market the show and make it interesting, but still. These shows really only work if you buy into them as "reality," and if it's clear that everything is being orchestrated behind the scenes, the illusion is lost.
Stream of consciousness! Yay! (I typed that all in one continuous five minute setting. Whee!)
Sunday, November 2, 2003
People suck. People who for some reason became mean and unfriendly, and changed their behavior, for no discernable reason. I don't understand. Bah.
Went to the American Idol Christmas Special taping in Pasadena. Clay was most triumphant. He has just so come into his own as a performer, it's magnificent to watch. Afterwards, a bunch of people from the Clackhouse and myself went next door to the Sheraton Hotel and had drinks in the bar. It's very cool to hang with people who share the obsessive interest. Most of the friends I made through Haven were my age, but it's strange, because a lot of people I know through Clay are much older than I am. We had a great time, and I'm very much looking forward to the AMAs in two weeks.
Halloween was fun. We've had cooler weather the past few days, and last night it was in the 50s with this light drizzly rain thing, and it was just the perfect mood for The 'Ween. Caroline and I went to see Pirates again, and it was super-cool how the entire crowd applauded and cheered when Johnny Depp first appeared on screen. That movie is just so awesome, and I think it's in large part to Depp's just inspired performance. I would love to see him get a nomination for it.
Caroline's computer is having problems. The operating system won't boot. She's despondant, y'all. Send her good vibes. I'll demonstrate:
*closes eyes, wriggles fingers in the general direction of LA, and shouts "Good vibes!"*
Went to the American Idol Christmas Special taping in Pasadena. Clay was most triumphant. He has just so come into his own as a performer, it's magnificent to watch. Afterwards, a bunch of people from the Clackhouse and myself went next door to the Sheraton Hotel and had drinks in the bar. It's very cool to hang with people who share the obsessive interest. Most of the friends I made through Haven were my age, but it's strange, because a lot of people I know through Clay are much older than I am. We had a great time, and I'm very much looking forward to the AMAs in two weeks.
Halloween was fun. We've had cooler weather the past few days, and last night it was in the 50s with this light drizzly rain thing, and it was just the perfect mood for The 'Ween. Caroline and I went to see Pirates again, and it was super-cool how the entire crowd applauded and cheered when Johnny Depp first appeared on screen. That movie is just so awesome, and I think it's in large part to Depp's just inspired performance. I would love to see him get a nomination for it.
Caroline's computer is having problems. The operating system won't boot. She's despondant, y'all. Send her good vibes. I'll demonstrate:
*closes eyes, wriggles fingers in the general direction of LA, and shouts "Good vibes!"*