The day before yesterday, the toothache came back with a vengence, and I was strung out on Percocet, Vicodin, and swigging of whiskey - Well, needless to say, the pain didn't really go away, but my brain was adequately fucked. But not enough to launch me into a slumber. Everytime I laid down, the pain came rushing back from my love tool to my face, and my tooth would scream. Seriously, if one was really quiet, one could hear the quiet squeal of my tooth.
So I got propped up and popped in Eddie Izzard's "Glourious", and proceeded to do the head bop sleep. After an hour of impacting my necks muscles, I got into bed and crashed, despite the pain. It was like 4 in the morning.
At ten, my wife woke me up and told me to call the dentist, in case they had an opening. They did, and it was at 11, so I had to drag my half-asleep butt out of bed to look somewhat presentable. I was reluctant to move because I was tired, but also because the pain actually subsided a bit.
At the dentist, I was on nitrous oxide and they decided to to fill the cavity in my lower right, which I think was the original problem - before all the wisdom tooth crap. But you know, laying there, half awake and drowsy, looking up to a bright light and the shadows of two masked people with metal tools hanging out of your mouth, I wonder why I don't go more often.
I went home, and went to bed, sleeping till 3 in the afternoon. I was up for a couple hours, and then spent about an hour on the couch, waking up occasionally to tell the kids to cease beatings, and then went back to sleep. My mom finally told me to go back upstairs to rest, which I did. Woke up around 9, thinking that the kids were already in bed, but they were just brushing their teeth. So at least I got to put them to bed, which was kinda nice.
But then I just spaced for a couple more hours before sleeping again.
And today I've got a dull headache, probably my brain being surprised that I wasn't comatose after all.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Sunday, March 25, 2007
My Body is a Temple... of Doom!
I don't like drugs very much. Never touched the illegal stuff, and the legal drugs I usually use as a last resort. But these toothaches that's been plaguing me piehole has been so severe, that it seems like I'm trying to take my weight in pills.
Yes, after a thousand bucks of tooth extractions, the pain is back. I was fine till this afternoon, and after two Tylenols, one Vicodin, one Percocet about an hour later, I decided to resort to the old wives remedy of swigging the affected area with whiskey. The first time worked pretty well, but when I laid down to rest, the pain came back. I reckon it was the blood rushing to the infected area. So I tried it a second time, and I held it in my mouth so long that the fumes in my mouth made me cough, and then I just imploded. There's nothing left of me. Just a hand. To type this.
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So I haven't done anything on the wedding front for a few days now, and likely won't tonight. The pain subsided, but my brain is pretty scattered.
Swirly.
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Speaking of which, I don't remember where I was going with this. So...
Yes, after a thousand bucks of tooth extractions, the pain is back. I was fine till this afternoon, and after two Tylenols, one Vicodin, one Percocet about an hour later, I decided to resort to the old wives remedy of swigging the affected area with whiskey. The first time worked pretty well, but when I laid down to rest, the pain came back. I reckon it was the blood rushing to the infected area. So I tried it a second time, and I held it in my mouth so long that the fumes in my mouth made me cough, and then I just imploded. There's nothing left of me. Just a hand. To type this.
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So I haven't done anything on the wedding front for a few days now, and likely won't tonight. The pain subsided, but my brain is pretty scattered.
Swirly.
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Speaking of which, I don't remember where I was going with this. So...
Friday, March 23, 2007
I'm Not a Geek, I Just Play One on TV.
Using a Wiimote and a program named, "WiiSaber" which is open source (and Mac exclusive), I'm swinging it like I own it. It connects via Bluetooth and though the program crashed a couple times before it got going, it was totally worth it. I cut off my own head (not with the Wiimote, you silly bastard) for obvious reasons - I don't want to be that Asian guy on Youtube who swings his Wiimote around like a freaking idiot.
I'm not a Star Wars Fan, but this made me a little moist.
On a tangent, I watched Drew Barrymore on "Inside the Actor's Studio" the other day, and evidently her least favorite word was "moist."
Anyway.
There was also another program called Wii Loop Machine, but it's mostly experimental. I worked for the most part, but I think the loops just weren't interesting enough to play with.
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So we got ourselves a brand new fancy Sonicare, because the dentist told me to get one and it was The Last Double Discount Day ever. Ever. I'll get to the other dentist task of ridding this world of hamsters later on when I have more time, and jumping this high for those wonderful dentists. Haven't used it yet, has to charge. But we got two heads because we're cheap that way, and the two of us can use it and not be gross. Evidently though, Philips is aware of this and sells replacement heads in a blue and pink combo. How handy.
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Oh, although the page loads like molasses, this is a great page for comic book fans. Maybe the last Superman movie might have gotten more audiences if Superman acted like a dick.
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Okay, I thought I had more to share, but apparently not.
I'm not a Star Wars Fan, but this made me a little moist.
On a tangent, I watched Drew Barrymore on "Inside the Actor's Studio" the other day, and evidently her least favorite word was "moist."
Anyway.
There was also another program called Wii Loop Machine, but it's mostly experimental. I worked for the most part, but I think the loops just weren't interesting enough to play with.
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So we got ourselves a brand new fancy Sonicare, because the dentist told me to get one and it was The Last Double Discount Day ever. Ever. I'll get to the other dentist task of ridding this world of hamsters later on when I have more time, and jumping this high for those wonderful dentists. Haven't used it yet, has to charge. But we got two heads because we're cheap that way, and the two of us can use it and not be gross. Evidently though, Philips is aware of this and sells replacement heads in a blue and pink combo. How handy.
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Oh, although the page loads like molasses, this is a great page for comic book fans. Maybe the last Superman movie might have gotten more audiences if Superman acted like a dick.
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Okay, I thought I had more to share, but apparently not.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Mmm... Speedlight.
My wife moaned when she heard about this and tried very, very hard not to kill me. I was pretty much over the hardware acquistion project, whereby I buy lots and lots of computers, gadgets and video equipment to fulfill my dream of becoming a living media center - a self-sufficient photography, video, and publishing studio.
Anyway, read up on the Nikon SB400, a smallish easy going speedlight that isn't your full fledged speedlight, but certainly one that meets most of my needs. Because I'm home so much, and so much of my shots of the kids are indoors, and also because I live in a state whereby sunlight is in short demand, a speedlight like that would be so great.
It costs about a hundred, which isn't small change, but it certainly isn't too out of reach. I should be coming into some wedding money soon - maybe if I do my gigolo dance and shake my ass a little, my wife will consider it. It's funny though, reading on all the photography forums, a lot of the photographers always have the wife factor. One of them had the same dilemna, and after some forum help, the guy said, "My wife curseth thee!"
The rollover photos on this review shows what difference using a speedlight can do: I certainly didn't know.
Anyway, read up on the Nikon SB400, a smallish easy going speedlight that isn't your full fledged speedlight, but certainly one that meets most of my needs. Because I'm home so much, and so much of my shots of the kids are indoors, and also because I live in a state whereby sunlight is in short demand, a speedlight like that would be so great.
It costs about a hundred, which isn't small change, but it certainly isn't too out of reach. I should be coming into some wedding money soon - maybe if I do my gigolo dance and shake my ass a little, my wife will consider it. It's funny though, reading on all the photography forums, a lot of the photographers always have the wife factor. One of them had the same dilemna, and after some forum help, the guy said, "My wife curseth thee!"
The rollover photos on this review shows what difference using a speedlight can do: I certainly didn't know.
Um. What?
So I was posting last night about the toothache that was keeping me up, right?
Three Tylenols didn't work, neither did one Vicodin. And some salt water. After the second Vicodin, I was so tired that I just had to fall asleep finally. At 6 something in the morning. I had fallen asleep for about half an hour at three something, but my wife tossed and her arm smacked me on the head and woke me up.
I woke up at one something in the afternoon, very confused. Felt like I pissed the whole day away. Well, I'll be getting some work done tonight. To offset the sleeping in.
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If you've been keeping track of youtube and David O. Russell, I hope he never makes another movie again. An on-set camera caught his fight with Lily Tomlin on I Heart Huckabees, and that man is an absolute tool. I've been unprofessional, but this man is ridiculous. He calls Tomlin "bitch" and "cunt", and tosses things around the set like some deranged egotist who thinks his movie warrants his behavior. Makes me wish George Clooney had went ahead and strangled him in "Three Kings."
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Well, work it is.
Three Tylenols didn't work, neither did one Vicodin. And some salt water. After the second Vicodin, I was so tired that I just had to fall asleep finally. At 6 something in the morning. I had fallen asleep for about half an hour at three something, but my wife tossed and her arm smacked me on the head and woke me up.
I woke up at one something in the afternoon, very confused. Felt like I pissed the whole day away. Well, I'll be getting some work done tonight. To offset the sleeping in.
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If you've been keeping track of youtube and David O. Russell, I hope he never makes another movie again. An on-set camera caught his fight with Lily Tomlin on I Heart Huckabees, and that man is an absolute tool. I've been unprofessional, but this man is ridiculous. He calls Tomlin "bitch" and "cunt", and tosses things around the set like some deranged egotist who thinks his movie warrants his behavior. Makes me wish George Clooney had went ahead and strangled him in "Three Kings."
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Well, work it is.
Ouch.
I should be in bed now, but since my teeth has decided to act up again, I'm just staying up, waiting for the Tylenol to kick it. I wouldn't be able to fall asleep anyway, with the pain. Yes, this pain was as bad as the pain that brought me into the dentist's office in the first place, before all that wisdom teeth got yanked.
Incidentally, I got an explanation of the benefits from that procedure today, and somehow when they said 90 percent coverage, in layman math, it's more like 50 percent. Which means I might have a thousand plus balance I have to pay. I'll be talking to them soon.
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We've been watching "The Riches" on FX, and it's different. The main reason why I'm watching it is because of Eddie Izzard, whom I think is one of the best comedians out there because his comedy is not the usual stereotype baiting crap that floats around. He doesn't have to necessarily demean the other sex or another race to get a cheap laugh. He has an absurdist type of humor, which I think is something I enjoy, being a Stephen Chow fan on top of that. Anyway, I can't help but watch the show and think, hee hee, that's Izzard trying to be American. From Louisiana. Minnie Driver's pretty good, other than the fact that she's always looked a bit... acute to me. I dunno, her face is both very obtuse and acute, like a contradictary face that's easy and hard to look at.
Yeah.
So, Eddie himself has commented in his standup that he does two accents - James Mason and Sean Connery. In this he's doing Eddie with the British toned down. It's not here or there, but he's still fun to look at. And why the other "travellers" in camp look more like cast members of "My Name is Earl" and why Eddie Izzard looks like a real estate agent is beyond me. But the series itself is interesting, the concept is interesting, and I'm watching it because it's Eddie.
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Zoe has a flair for threatrics, something that was recessive in our genes that somehow surfaced despite a lack of influence from her mother, her older sisters, or any TV show we watch. Admittedly, a lot of shows we watch are either catered more to boys or the asexual persuasion, but Zoe's just got that Princess breed in her.
Tonight at dinner, my wife was talking to me, and Zoe tapped her on the shoulder. When she turned to look at Zoe, Zoe had this flirty little smirk on her face, and she did this dainty little wave with her fingers, shrugged her shoulders and crinkled her nose. If she wasn't my child, I'd swear she was some showbiz acting kid trying to get a spot of Barney. Them showkids on Barney make me physically angry. I actually don't mind Barney, but man, those kids with their over acting...
But she did that and I just burst into laughter. It was cute, but I think I laughed because it was so brilliantly cheesy and innocent at the same time.
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We're trying to figure out Alex today. He's been not listening, acting a little too independent, and perhaps a little sensitive as well. He can be defiant when we ask him something, but once we raise our voice, sometimes he just falls apart, even if we're not really that angry, but just want to be heard. He plays beyond acceptable boundaries sometimes, being a little rough with us or Zoe, or just play fighting with us and shoving things at our faces - it's all normal boy behavior, I suppose, but it's a little aggressive even for me. I really want to instill some compassion into him and get him to control the aggression a little...
And just trying to give him due attention because he is really a sweet boy. I actually like it during bedtime because he's really cuddly then. He'll demand a hug, a kiss, and he'll say, "Goodnight, Daddy."
We were watching a video of him tonight from two years ago, and you could pluck the sighs out of the air. They sure do grow fast.
Incidentally, I got an explanation of the benefits from that procedure today, and somehow when they said 90 percent coverage, in layman math, it's more like 50 percent. Which means I might have a thousand plus balance I have to pay. I'll be talking to them soon.
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We've been watching "The Riches" on FX, and it's different. The main reason why I'm watching it is because of Eddie Izzard, whom I think is one of the best comedians out there because his comedy is not the usual stereotype baiting crap that floats around. He doesn't have to necessarily demean the other sex or another race to get a cheap laugh. He has an absurdist type of humor, which I think is something I enjoy, being a Stephen Chow fan on top of that. Anyway, I can't help but watch the show and think, hee hee, that's Izzard trying to be American. From Louisiana. Minnie Driver's pretty good, other than the fact that she's always looked a bit... acute to me. I dunno, her face is both very obtuse and acute, like a contradictary face that's easy and hard to look at.
Yeah.
So, Eddie himself has commented in his standup that he does two accents - James Mason and Sean Connery. In this he's doing Eddie with the British toned down. It's not here or there, but he's still fun to look at. And why the other "travellers" in camp look more like cast members of "My Name is Earl" and why Eddie Izzard looks like a real estate agent is beyond me. But the series itself is interesting, the concept is interesting, and I'm watching it because it's Eddie.
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Zoe has a flair for threatrics, something that was recessive in our genes that somehow surfaced despite a lack of influence from her mother, her older sisters, or any TV show we watch. Admittedly, a lot of shows we watch are either catered more to boys or the asexual persuasion, but Zoe's just got that Princess breed in her.
Tonight at dinner, my wife was talking to me, and Zoe tapped her on the shoulder. When she turned to look at Zoe, Zoe had this flirty little smirk on her face, and she did this dainty little wave with her fingers, shrugged her shoulders and crinkled her nose. If she wasn't my child, I'd swear she was some showbiz acting kid trying to get a spot of Barney. Them showkids on Barney make me physically angry. I actually don't mind Barney, but man, those kids with their over acting...
But she did that and I just burst into laughter. It was cute, but I think I laughed because it was so brilliantly cheesy and innocent at the same time.
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We're trying to figure out Alex today. He's been not listening, acting a little too independent, and perhaps a little sensitive as well. He can be defiant when we ask him something, but once we raise our voice, sometimes he just falls apart, even if we're not really that angry, but just want to be heard. He plays beyond acceptable boundaries sometimes, being a little rough with us or Zoe, or just play fighting with us and shoving things at our faces - it's all normal boy behavior, I suppose, but it's a little aggressive even for me. I really want to instill some compassion into him and get him to control the aggression a little...
And just trying to give him due attention because he is really a sweet boy. I actually like it during bedtime because he's really cuddly then. He'll demand a hug, a kiss, and he'll say, "Goodnight, Daddy."
We were watching a video of him tonight from two years ago, and you could pluck the sighs out of the air. They sure do grow fast.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Babel, Wake Up Call Part 2.
So I was writing about how Zoe woke me up, and I thought it was the sweetest thing in the world...
Well, last night after having this dream whereby all my teeth were loose and barely hanging on, I woke up to intense pain and realized that my gums were really hurting up a storm. So I took some Tylenol and went back to bed. At around ten, Zoe came up and climbed up onto the bed next to me, and starting jumping around. I was awake, but just really out of it. Then I heard her open the Nintendo DS, turn on Sudoku (my wife plays it. It confuses me too much.) and frantically tapping the screen as if she was trying to bring it to life. When I turned to tell her to be more gentle, she sneezed on my face, showering me with her love.
Ah, to be a Dad.
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I spent most of today just hanging out with the fam, going to Walmart and Ranch 99, which is an Asian supermarket that's close to Kent. During the trip, I was telling my wife about my former employer and her current one, who had in the past really come out against Walmart's unfair treatment of its employees, trying to take away their medical, forcing them to work without overtime pay, and so forth. Well, our Union is now fighting with the company because the company is trying to do just that. Take away premium pay for holidays and graveyard shifts, chip away a bunch of other benefits that they've been critical of Walmart doing. In the end, it's always the employee that loses.
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Yesterday, feeling a disconnection between myself and Alex, I spent a few hours just having some father son time with him. We hit the Sweet Factory and he got to have 2 gummi boneheads (skulls, but my kids call them boneheads.), a gummi snake, and gummi fish. We went to Borders and looked at a book about bugs, a pop-up monster book, and then we went to a strip club for his first lapdance. Well, no, but I was trying awful hard to connect with the boy.
My penny analysis was that because I am an introverted individual as he is, we don't usually reach out to communicate with each other. Zoe reaches out to me and I respond, but Alex keeps to himself a lot of times, and when he does reach out, it comes out as playing or physical activity, which I don't do as much as I should. I love my boy, and I really like to talk to him, but he's not quite as vocal as I'd like him to be. He does a lot of yapping and smiling, which is sweet, but sometimes I do wish he'd just say something to me instead of yelping for attention. My wife actually feels the same about Zoe, a sense of disconnect. So, it's going to be something that we'll try to do more often, to pair up and spend more time with the children we don't usually pair up with.
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Okay, so we finally watched Babel tonight, and man - the tone of it, the storytelling - if I could even induce half of the tone of Babel into my script, I'd be elated. It has the same kind of structure, the span is a little more restricted, but more or less the same non-linear/everything is connected sort of way.
At the end I took a stab at the ending, which remains vague and has incited a lot speculation about what it was about. If you have seen the movie and would like to read about my take on it, click here.
I thought it was wonderfully written, and just great acting all around. After seeing this and United 93, and my bias toward the Departed, I wished the race would've turned out differently.
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Been thinking about making a photobook from Lulu.com. They have pretty good prices, but I can't seem to think of a theme for the photobook. I'm leaning toward, "Things that make me smile."
And then try not to overpower it with photos of the kids.
Well, last night after having this dream whereby all my teeth were loose and barely hanging on, I woke up to intense pain and realized that my gums were really hurting up a storm. So I took some Tylenol and went back to bed. At around ten, Zoe came up and climbed up onto the bed next to me, and starting jumping around. I was awake, but just really out of it. Then I heard her open the Nintendo DS, turn on Sudoku (my wife plays it. It confuses me too much.) and frantically tapping the screen as if she was trying to bring it to life. When I turned to tell her to be more gentle, she sneezed on my face, showering me with her love.
Ah, to be a Dad.
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I spent most of today just hanging out with the fam, going to Walmart and Ranch 99, which is an Asian supermarket that's close to Kent. During the trip, I was telling my wife about my former employer and her current one, who had in the past really come out against Walmart's unfair treatment of its employees, trying to take away their medical, forcing them to work without overtime pay, and so forth. Well, our Union is now fighting with the company because the company is trying to do just that. Take away premium pay for holidays and graveyard shifts, chip away a bunch of other benefits that they've been critical of Walmart doing. In the end, it's always the employee that loses.
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Yesterday, feeling a disconnection between myself and Alex, I spent a few hours just having some father son time with him. We hit the Sweet Factory and he got to have 2 gummi boneheads (skulls, but my kids call them boneheads.), a gummi snake, and gummi fish. We went to Borders and looked at a book about bugs, a pop-up monster book, and then we went to a strip club for his first lapdance. Well, no, but I was trying awful hard to connect with the boy.
My penny analysis was that because I am an introverted individual as he is, we don't usually reach out to communicate with each other. Zoe reaches out to me and I respond, but Alex keeps to himself a lot of times, and when he does reach out, it comes out as playing or physical activity, which I don't do as much as I should. I love my boy, and I really like to talk to him, but he's not quite as vocal as I'd like him to be. He does a lot of yapping and smiling, which is sweet, but sometimes I do wish he'd just say something to me instead of yelping for attention. My wife actually feels the same about Zoe, a sense of disconnect. So, it's going to be something that we'll try to do more often, to pair up and spend more time with the children we don't usually pair up with.
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Okay, so we finally watched Babel tonight, and man - the tone of it, the storytelling - if I could even induce half of the tone of Babel into my script, I'd be elated. It has the same kind of structure, the span is a little more restricted, but more or less the same non-linear/everything is connected sort of way.
At the end I took a stab at the ending, which remains vague and has incited a lot speculation about what it was about. If you have seen the movie and would like to read about my take on it, click here.
I thought it was wonderfully written, and just great acting all around. After seeing this and United 93, and my bias toward the Departed, I wished the race would've turned out differently.
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Been thinking about making a photobook from Lulu.com. They have pretty good prices, but I can't seem to think of a theme for the photobook. I'm leaning toward, "Things that make me smile."
And then try not to overpower it with photos of the kids.
Saturday, March 17, 2007
St. Patrick's Day
Actually, the post has nothing to do with St. Patrick's Day, which is today. I just can't think of a title.
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So as Dansen noted in the comments, yeah, I've decided to close up shop for weddings because I've no good on the business end of it. Even though the weddings are getting easier and my system of editing has become very streamlined for me to edit through and still be great to watch, I think I'm ready to do the normal clock-in, clock-out deal and leave my work where it has to be. At work. I'm tired of always feeling like I'm behind, and guilty when I'm working that I'm not spending time for myself, vice versa. The money wasn't really doing it either, since upgrading and so forth is going to outweigh the money I keep. Oh well. I really like going to weddings too, but I always get a little nervous myself because I'm always panicking that I'm going to miss something important.
But my thought is to return to some crummy unappreciated job, but at least when I clock out and go home, I can either focus on my artistic junk or spend time with the family, guilt-free.
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Watched "Fast Food Nation" yesterday, and boy, it might be a while before I return to McDonalds. I think it's interesting that a lot of us like to be blissfully unaware of where the hell the food comes from. We don't really want to know because we like our lifestyles to continue the way they are. Luckily for me, I never really order the burgers from McDonald's, mostly the nuggets which are "mechanically separated chicken meat held together by phosphate salts," according to Wikipedia. I suppose there's worse things I could be eating.
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Yesterday morning, Zoe was sent up to my room to wake me up, and I was actually already awake, but slightly zoned out, laying in bed. She came in the room, lifted up the blanket, and tickled my foot for a second. Then she climbed onto the bed and looked at me, and whispered, "Daddy. Daddy. Wake up." She then scurried out of the room again, but when I stretched, she came in and said hi. Then we chatted for a while, about the animals and vegetables on my pillowcase (don't ask.) and she was looking at my eyes while I was admiring hers, "You got scary eyes, daddy." and she pointed at my nose and said I had a "big pei kol" and she had a "little pei kol". She shared my blanket and we both laid there, just talking about the monkeys on her shirt, the letters on my sweatshirt, and I thought to myself: This is a pretty great way to wake up.
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So as Dansen noted in the comments, yeah, I've decided to close up shop for weddings because I've no good on the business end of it. Even though the weddings are getting easier and my system of editing has become very streamlined for me to edit through and still be great to watch, I think I'm ready to do the normal clock-in, clock-out deal and leave my work where it has to be. At work. I'm tired of always feeling like I'm behind, and guilty when I'm working that I'm not spending time for myself, vice versa. The money wasn't really doing it either, since upgrading and so forth is going to outweigh the money I keep. Oh well. I really like going to weddings too, but I always get a little nervous myself because I'm always panicking that I'm going to miss something important.
But my thought is to return to some crummy unappreciated job, but at least when I clock out and go home, I can either focus on my artistic junk or spend time with the family, guilt-free.
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Watched "Fast Food Nation" yesterday, and boy, it might be a while before I return to McDonalds. I think it's interesting that a lot of us like to be blissfully unaware of where the hell the food comes from. We don't really want to know because we like our lifestyles to continue the way they are. Luckily for me, I never really order the burgers from McDonald's, mostly the nuggets which are "mechanically separated chicken meat held together by phosphate salts," according to Wikipedia. I suppose there's worse things I could be eating.
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Yesterday morning, Zoe was sent up to my room to wake me up, and I was actually already awake, but slightly zoned out, laying in bed. She came in the room, lifted up the blanket, and tickled my foot for a second. Then she climbed onto the bed and looked at me, and whispered, "Daddy. Daddy. Wake up." She then scurried out of the room again, but when I stretched, she came in and said hi. Then we chatted for a while, about the animals and vegetables on my pillowcase (don't ask.) and she was looking at my eyes while I was admiring hers, "You got scary eyes, daddy." and she pointed at my nose and said I had a "big pei kol" and she had a "little pei kol". She shared my blanket and we both laid there, just talking about the monkeys on her shirt, the letters on my sweatshirt, and I thought to myself: This is a pretty great way to wake up.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Unfortunately for you, I have Bad Memory Retention
I had this huge life-reaffirming revelation that I was going to share, but since I have forgotten it and replaced it with some random facts about cheese decay, I have this to share instead.
So we watched Borat last night, and I was a little psyched to see it, with all the hype surrounding the comedy. And my response is in no part that I'm 30, and I'm old, and I've got the mentality of an 80 year old. I do have the grouchiness of an 80-year-old, but my comedy will cement itself between the 14 year old and the 30 year old. Anyway, enough with the age analogy. Here's my take on it. I think Sasha Cohen is talented - the man stays in character completely throughout the film, never wavering, the method actor in so many ways. His humor is incisive, daring, bold, fresh, and quite hilarious. However, I think his tactics are highly questionable. He baits the unwitting Americans into "agreeing" with his Antisemitism jabs in an unfair light. The ones that come to mind is the gun and car salesman, both of which are simply trying to make their sale while a camera is shooting. Those guys are simply trying to make a living, and they weren't in any position to really correct a would be customer and jeopardize a sale. If I was trying to sell a Hummer, would I chide a customer who wanted to buy it to plow down people? Probably not.
I think there are different sorts of comedies, and the kind that I prefer is if everyone is in on the joke. A similar film like Jackass sits better with me because despite some flairs of exploiting the general public, these guys are usually just pranking each other or themselves. They don't usually involve unwilling participants to the point of tarnishing their public image.
I was expecting the film to maybe expose some of the hidden prejudices that all of us have inside of us, and I think I didn't like the way it was brought out. The college guys and the rodeo guy probably had it in them, but the other people were pretty much bamboozled. At the end of it, the funniest scene in the whole movie wasn't any ambush on some unsuspecting Americans trying to do their job. It was a hotel fight scene between Borat and his manager.
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Oh yeah. So I got a hold of Norton Antivirus, and I ran it on both my Macs. Took the whole day to scan the hard drives, but at the end I found ZERO viruses. Oh yeah. That is why we roll with Apple. Both computers have been active for a year plus, and I'm a web junkie.
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Almost done with one wedding, so that's cool. Then it's two more, and I should be done. Until one in April and possibly one in June. Sigh.
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Alex's face looks like a minefield. He's got an obsessive personality, and he's scratching his face and it's got wounds on three or four spots that look like the last half of Fight Club, instead of the 1st pretty half that he usually is. Don't know why he's doing it, but I read somewhere that binding his hands together or duct taping his face borders on child abuse.
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More later. I'm out of ideas.
So we watched Borat last night, and I was a little psyched to see it, with all the hype surrounding the comedy. And my response is in no part that I'm 30, and I'm old, and I've got the mentality of an 80 year old. I do have the grouchiness of an 80-year-old, but my comedy will cement itself between the 14 year old and the 30 year old. Anyway, enough with the age analogy. Here's my take on it. I think Sasha Cohen is talented - the man stays in character completely throughout the film, never wavering, the method actor in so many ways. His humor is incisive, daring, bold, fresh, and quite hilarious. However, I think his tactics are highly questionable. He baits the unwitting Americans into "agreeing" with his Antisemitism jabs in an unfair light. The ones that come to mind is the gun and car salesman, both of which are simply trying to make their sale while a camera is shooting. Those guys are simply trying to make a living, and they weren't in any position to really correct a would be customer and jeopardize a sale. If I was trying to sell a Hummer, would I chide a customer who wanted to buy it to plow down people? Probably not.
I think there are different sorts of comedies, and the kind that I prefer is if everyone is in on the joke. A similar film like Jackass sits better with me because despite some flairs of exploiting the general public, these guys are usually just pranking each other or themselves. They don't usually involve unwilling participants to the point of tarnishing their public image.
I was expecting the film to maybe expose some of the hidden prejudices that all of us have inside of us, and I think I didn't like the way it was brought out. The college guys and the rodeo guy probably had it in them, but the other people were pretty much bamboozled. At the end of it, the funniest scene in the whole movie wasn't any ambush on some unsuspecting Americans trying to do their job. It was a hotel fight scene between Borat and his manager.
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Oh yeah. So I got a hold of Norton Antivirus, and I ran it on both my Macs. Took the whole day to scan the hard drives, but at the end I found ZERO viruses. Oh yeah. That is why we roll with Apple. Both computers have been active for a year plus, and I'm a web junkie.
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Almost done with one wedding, so that's cool. Then it's two more, and I should be done. Until one in April and possibly one in June. Sigh.
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Alex's face looks like a minefield. He's got an obsessive personality, and he's scratching his face and it's got wounds on three or four spots that look like the last half of Fight Club, instead of the 1st pretty half that he usually is. Don't know why he's doing it, but I read somewhere that binding his hands together or duct taping his face borders on child abuse.
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More later. I'm out of ideas.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
70's Remix
My latest musical cravings has been remixes of 70s songs, like the ones I used to listen on the Classic Rock stations but infused with some mad beats. I provided some links for sharing, they will open up your iTunes app, so don't panic. I haven't bought all of them, but the 30 second preview is pretty cool.
Summer Breeze
Listen to the Music
Ventura Highway
Express Yourself
This is a tough one, because I love the original, the one by N.W.A. and Ice Cube, and this one too. It's just a great song.
September
I liked this one so much I put it in a wedding. Because I can.
Summer Breeze
Listen to the Music
Ventura Highway
Express Yourself
This is a tough one, because I love the original, the one by N.W.A. and Ice Cube, and this one too. It's just a great song.
September
I liked this one so much I put it in a wedding. Because I can.
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