The Visitor

This is the film Sam Martin and I made for the 48 hour film project. Enjoy!

CHICAGO!!!!!

I am in Chicago for a week with work and then I am going to compete in the 48 hour film project with Sam Martin up here. Should be fun. I've only been here about three hours and I realize how much I miss this city. Here are some things I've noticed that are different about Chicago as compared to St. Louis:

1) I walked one mile through downtown after dinner and didn't get mugged. While this may be a crucial step in building the dark psyches of superheros, I can live without it.

2)Fat, unattractive girls know that they are fat and unattractive.

3)My pizza didnt have a waxy buildup on top that someone is trying to pass off as cheese.

But I have to give some positives to St. Louis:

4) I can't orient myself by the smell of the brewery in Chicago.

5) Traffic only lasts for an hour or the length of the newest Fergie CD(not that I would know how long a Fergie CD lasts.....Shut up)

6) In Chicago, I dont know when a movie is starting without someone whispering "Wehrenberg".

The 48 hour film project

Last weekend, me and my friend Sam Martin competed in the 48 hour film project. For those of you who don't know or did know and then contracted amnesia(my condolences), you are given a genre, a prop and a line of dialogue and from that you have exactly 48 hours to make a movie in full. Sounds easy, right? Well screw you, it's hard.

We got thriller as our genre, which can be tricky to pull off, but we were not going to be intimidated. Sam was able to put together a great cast and they really shined?, shone?, whatever, they were shiny.

My favorite thing(and the most uncomfortable thing) was having Joneel Joplin screaming "Come to the Lord, sinner!" at the top of his lungs in front of my apartment. I think he converted three of my neighbors.

We screened on June 10 and we got a great response from the audience. Hopefully, we will be selected for the "Best Of" DVD, which would be a great treat.

How to Save Fuel

With gas prices nearing $4 a gallon on the average, I started thinking about ways a person could save a few bucks for the summer by using less fuel. Here is what I have so far:
*Get on a roof and jump while flapping your arms really hard. Then enjoy the free ambulance ride. Jump out at the nearest Bed, Bath and Beyond and load up on bath soaps. At some point, you will want to get your bones fixed from the fall, though.

*Skateboard behind cars like Marty McFly. However, be careful. This is incredibly dangerous and I cannot recommend this to anyone unless you have seen the movie at least three times. Check out Back to the Future II and III just in case you only have access to a hover-board. Or if you like stupid movies.

*Stop driving to make out point and have sex in a park like everyone else.

*Quit job. Get welfare.

*Start reading the Never Ending Story and ride that giant flying dog-worm around. Look out for his patches of mange, though. After a couple of months, sell him to science.

*Only go to places downhill. When you get to Death Valley, retire.

All of these beat driving 55 on the Interstate, guaranteed.

Blog neglect

I promise not to neglect you little bloggy if you would just take me back. I won't stop drinking and screaming at you, though.


On a serious note, I got the last piece of the animation puzzle in today. My microphone and pop-filter. I went with the Blue Snowflake, which is a popular choice amongst podcasters. Plugs right into my USB so I can lay down audio directly into Garage Band.

Ow, my cabeza.

I have a bad hangover today. Yesterday was opening day for the Cardinals, so I celebrated by having a one man drinking contest. I placed first and second, respectively.

However, today I feel like crap. My head feels like I have a Swiss yodeler living inside and he is taking a poop.

No Sleep

I need a jolt of caffeine. Not a little, a lot. The amount of caffeine that would result from giving Juan Valdez a Mountain Dew enema.

Luckily, my lack of sleep is from being up late due to inspiration. I had outlined and began putting down final dialogue for the pilot of my animated show, but something didn't feel right about it. It just didnt feel complete. So at about 9PM last night, I decided that I would begin to think about the possibility of mulling over a potential rewrite of the last two thirds of the script. I assumed that I could work on artwork and think about the script in the meantime.

However, once my head hit the pillow, my mind raced and I thought of several natural progressions in the script until one that actual works raced in. So at 11:30, I went into my spare bedroom, or the room made of dry erase boards, at began writing notes. Back into bed by 1 and could not sleep until about 2:30.

Ridiculous.

Good and Bad News

Bad News first. My Vanderbilt Commodores were upset in the first round of the NCAA tournament. Which ordinarily is no big deal, but they were a good team that played horrible. So basketball lost its fun for me.

More bad news. Lost wont be back until April 24th. While I am glad that there will be non-stop new episodes to end the season, Lost is the only thing I watch on TV with regularity, so the wait is killing me.

Good news. Now that basketball and Lost are kaput, it freed up a lot of time for me to work on my show. This weekend I completed a big chunk of the script and I have started arranging for actors to read the script and invited a friend on board to help with the audio recording. So this thing should pick up speed now.

I really havent done this in a while.

They say that blogs that are left unattended are 85% more likely to start smoking and become unwed mothers.

So I intend to add a few posts a week now so that my blog doesnt become another statistic and a part of the "system".

So what's going on with me that is so awesome that it must be blogged about?

1) I am currently very busy finishing a script for an animated pilot I am working on. I am considering doing a seperate blog for that, but I may just leave it here.

2) I am working out hardcore again. I havent done much recently except drink, so I have started running. Today I ran two miles. I am trying to build up my endurance so I can hit my goal of 217 miles. The reason for this is that I have a vacation in North Carolina coming up and I want to save on airline tickets.
--Sidenote: Someone just let me know that North Carolina is further than 217 miles away. Looks like I will be vacationing in Decatur, Illinois. And taking night classes in geography.

Let the bloggin' begin!!!!!!

10 Things to Hate About Mardi Gras

10.
Drunk people who want to hug you.

The same guy knocked over three of my drinks at different times during the day because he felt the need to hug me. Something tells me he is repressing some hidden feelings. His poor wife probably already sees this bombshell coming.

9.
People throwing up in your tub.

I think that says it all.

8.
Irregular breasts that are shown whether beads are given or not.

I saw at least two pairs of boobs that couldnt have looked worse if Picasso had drawn them....drunk.

7.
Explaining to a coworker on Monday that you dont remember calling them "cocksucker" but you are sure that you are sorry.

6.
Losing that last belief that all human beings deep down are noble and decent people.

This happened when I saw a man shitting in a dumpster.

5.
Paying $7 for a Polish sausage that tasted like it had been delivered to the stand by rolling it down Russell Street through urine, vomit, and even worse, hurricane mix.

4.
Did I mention that I saw a guy shitting in a dumpster?

3.
Being called an asshole when you ask who someone is when you find them in a closed off room of your apartment.

The scary part is that he was alone, so I guess he was his own Mardi Gras hookup. That's gross enough, but I dont want to steam clean some guy's DNA out of my carpet(unless it is my own).

2.
Seeing a fat couple eat a brat ala Lady and the Tramp.

At first I thought it was romantic and then I realized they were fighting over it.

1.
I feel like I have to go to the bathroom whenever I take my trash to the dumpster now.

Thanks fella.