Zim-zalla-bim!

Here is the link for the only film at BloodShots that I thought was legitimately better than ours:

LARP

Bad times are afoot and I don't like them at all. As long as it ends well, it is worth it. But I am really, really worried. Probably more so than I have ever been in my life.

Bloody Squared!

Quick update:

Team Budcrud's submission for Bloodshots 2007 is now on YouTube.
Here's the link:

BLOODSHOTS!

Timely!

Went to see 'Across the Universe' today. Yes, I finally found a theater showing it. God.

It was really good though. It really had emotional punch when it needed to (such as "Let it Be" playing during the Harlem Riots and "Strawberry Fields Forever" playing for Vietnam). I think that when the songs worked, it worked better than the best moments in, say, "Moulin Rouge". But when the songs didn't work, it really threw me out of the moment. Bono had a cameo and he was actually entertaining as this new world pot head philosopher. Eddie Izzard also made a cameo as Mr. Kite and, I have to say, that if I ever take LSD I want this movie in a lead box 100 ft underground because I know that if I saw this movie while under some kind of influence I would probably jump off a building. It was really fucking weird sometimes.

Finished the first season of "30 Rock" and it was amazing. I find different things to laugh at every time. Especially in Alec Baldwin, I think he is just the bees knees. He puts so much emphasis on his character that sometimes you don't notice the things that he is saying until a few seconds later and it is perfect because that is absolutely what talking to that character would feel like.

I have an audition for a comedic short tomorrow at UT. Get this, I was REFERRED to the director. How cool is that?! A referral! I feel so professional even though this is student, non-paid work. But, hey at least I get to kiss a sock puppet.

Interview!

I got a call today from Grace Marketing, one of the companies that I randomly applied to on Monster.com and I set up an interview for Tuesday! This is really exciting. It's downtown on North Lamar so it would kind of be a commute, and I think they are looking only for full time so I may have to make room in my schedule for work. But this is a legit business, not a temp agency, and they hire people as low level sales I guess, and then do training on everything in Marketing so employees can move up the ladder. It's a business, I have to dress professionally for the interview. Exciting!

"30 Rock" is so addicting. I definitely recommend it. I love how they poke fun at NBC, while being on NBC.

-"No, there is no way were going to put in ads to our show. I hate when shows do that."
-"This is Diet Snapple?"
-"Yea, isn't it delicious? And it tastes just like regular!"

I don't think I talked about this yet. In my U.S. History class, my professor gave out a study guide for the mid-term and I noticed that "continental drift" was on it. Being in an Oceanography class, I have learned that continental drift has been disproved and the new theory is called "plate tectonics." I decided to inform the professor.

"Well, the book says continental drift so that's what were going to go with."

But, that's wrong. The teacher who was JUST preaching about how we are all robots and never stand up for ourselves is telling me, a student who is standing up for himself and the good of the class, to 'not worry about it.' What the fuck? Seriously? Oh well, this is probably better because it just further proves everything I think about him anyway.

Clerical!

I'm watching the Office season premiere:

Michael: "I'm not superstitious but I am a little stitious."

Pam and Jim are back together!! And the country can breathe easily once more.

Terror!

I just had probably the most terrifying moment in my entire life and it was horrible being all alone with no one to help me.

I went to the bathroom and was on my way out to continue watching the Colbert Report when I noticed a splotch on the floor by the door. The door that I walked IN to get to the toilet.
This splotch turned out to be spider.
No, not spider.
SPIDER.
Easily the biggest spider I have seen in real life. Large enough to cover the bottom of a glass.
Tiny head, gargantuan abdomen. Hairy. The whole deal.
So that freaked me out pretty damn bad. I hate spiders in general, but this was bad.
So I got one of my many apartment hunting guides and was resigned to drop it on this cretins tiny fucking head.
Drop. Splat. Clean Up. Flush. Done.
Right?
Wrong.
I drop the book. The spider goes splat.
No, not splat.
Explode.
The spider exploded.
It exploded in a shower of live young.
Live young.
I don't think I'm getting the right emphasis here.
I SQUASHED A SPIDER AND IT EXPLODED. IT'S BABIES THEN WERE THROWN FROM IT'S CRUSHED ABDOMEN AND STARTED CRAWLING AWAY!
What the fuck?!
So I am afraid of one fucking big spider.
But now there are easily a hundred new spiders crawling around looking for shadow.
Crush them all. Flush them with mommy.
Disgusting.
I'm pretty sure it's the worst thing that has ever happened to me. Which might sound like I live a cooshy life, which is true but isn't at the same time. But it's because I am that afraid of spiders and I am all alone here to deal with my terror of finding another one in my sheets or in my fucking hair.


I gave a spider a c-section by the way.
With an Apartment Hunting Guide.
Ugh.

Adjective!

Halo is very good. Being able to view your battles from any angle and take pictures is a great idea. The campaign was too short.
There.
That's all I am going to say about the game so people don't become bored with my posts (which shouldn't happen anyway because of the hilarious pictures that accompany them).

I skipped J.E.L.L.O History today (see 2nd post for reference) because I only got about three hours of sleep last night and I hate him. I took a me day. I liked it.
It's days like this that make me realize how much I miss my baby. When I have class and shoots and stuff and I am really busy, sometimes I forget that I miss her which I think is nice too. I don't forget her, I just accept that she is a part of my life no matter how long it has been/is going to be until I see her. But days like this where I sit around in my robe all day make me yearn for her to be here so badly.
She's been having some hard times lately. Nothing life altering, but hard and it hurts to not be able to comfort her with anything more than words.


A few thoughts:
- The FCC isn't responsible for the *bleeps* that happen on TV. The FCC puts out regulations and laws and it is the networks responsibility to adhere to those laws. Someone on some obscure channel, such as DIY (Do it Yourself) could let slip an f-bomb and if no one complains about it to the FCC, there is no fine. Taking that into consideration, during Sally Fields acceptance speech for Best Actress at the Emmy's she ended with a statement as follows:
If mothers ruled the world there would be no ____________.
Filling in the blanks were the words "god damned war." The FCC ruled some years ago that "god damned" was not a swear and did not need to be censored during broadcast. Interesting.


I watched Knocked Up again tonight. What a fantastic film. It really is.
It's the perfect mix of real-life feeling people and over the top improv feeling dialogue.

I forget the actresses name that plays Paul Rudd's wife so she will be PRW.

PRW: Why don't you both use your time machine to go back in time and fuck eachother?
PR: Who needs a time machine?

Finish It!

I'm going to go to GameStop in about an hour to wait for Halo 3.
I sure hope I don't get stabbed for it.

Sundays!

Today was nice.
I woke up, had a little cereal.
Watched "Flushed Away," which I was surprised to find as absolutely hilarious as it was.
Note to film-makers:
If you want your movie to illicit laughs from even the most hardened viewers, add SINGING SLUGS.
Seriously, every fifteen minutes or so these slugs would show up and start a cappella-ing songs in the sewer and it was funny EVERY time.

I also saw "Blades of Glory" which wasn't nearly as funny. Jon Heder was well cast though. Just enough mix of Napoleon Dynamite stuff.
"30 Rock" is one of my favorite shows on TV and I rented the first disc of the first season.

Tracy Jordon: "Live every week like it's shark week."

Talk Sex!

It's 4 a.m. and I can't sleep. I'm sorta boozed on 'ol whiskey and buzzed on too much caffeine.
I was watching some new show on Comedy Central (I think) and now it's an ad for "male enhancement drug."
It's funny, because for some reason they can't say penis or cock, so they keep saying it makes "that certain part of the man" bigger. There is a generic male host who I'm sure has a tiny penis himself, and a dumb porn star who I'm assuming has been on camera before, but never had lines if you know what I'm sayin'. And they make sure to let you know how much she requires her men to "be large." They also make sure to show off her nipples through her dress. I'm not being crude, it's just true. It's like they are zooming in on them.
I was about to say how much I hate this, but I can't lie. I would LOVE to be on a commercial like this. The dialogue is SO awful. It's amazing.

It's fun to watch the host trying to hit on the co-host and guests.

Host: "So is sex important to you?"
Guest: "Well, yea."
Host: "HELLO! Heh heh."


What? I love this.

Best!

Just a slight announcement.

"Scary Stories", my team's submission for BloodShots made it into BEST IN SHOW!!

WOO!

Our group had about 13 subimissions, and there were four groups so out of 52 submissions we made it into the top 15. That is amazing. I'm going to the Best in Show screening tonight at midnight. Wish me luck!

Temp!

So, I saw this job on Jobster and e-mailed them that I was interested. They then played phone tag with me for the last week until today where I scheduled an interview for tomorrow morning. The representative said I should fill out some information online. Filling out the form, I realized that this was a VERY professional application and that I didn't even know what I was applying for. I searched the website for twenty minutes before I found the "about" page. Apparently I was going to interview for a temp agency that would hire me out to whatever companies that need me. So, like a corporate whore. Great. So I'm not going to do that at all.

In other news, Bill Cosby (the teacher, not the famous J-E-L-L-O entrepreneur) opened my eyes to how blinded he is by his own "white people are the devil" view of the world. We talked about O.J. today (the man, not the famous entrepreneurial juice), about how he was arrested for trying to rob his sports memorabilia, and Bill DEFENDED the man. Saying how we were all ignorant for assuming the news was reporting the whole story. How he believed the man was innocent, not only for this crime but for the KILLINGS he was convicted of years ago. I really dislike him and find myself spacing out most of the class.

Wonderful!

I went to dinner with the parents tonight to the Winchester. It's this seedy looking place about ten miles away from my house. But, by God, I had one of the best steaks I have ever eaten. Thirteen dollars for a 10 oz. strip steak, baked potato and salad bar. To put that in NE terms, if you went to Chuck's Steakhouse you would get a steak half the size for double the price. I have eaten at Chuck's. This was MUCH better.

Reflecting on Bloodshots, I realized that I feel like less of a stranger now to Austin. Like how doing a show at the Brookfield theatre made me feel like part of that community. It feels nice. That, and how many people can say that they have been on a legit movie screen? Word.

P.S.
I saw an advanced screening of Dane Cook's "Good Luck Chuck" last week and I have to say that the ads for the movie take some of the lamest moments in the movie. I don't get it.

Bloody!

Well, class sucked today as usual. I am really glad I pay my Professor to tell me what a racist, money-grubbing bastard I am. It's pretty much my only purpose in life.

Anyway, went to the Alamo after class and saw Shoot 'Em Up starring Clive Owen and Paul Giamatti. It was fantastically ridiculous. Clive Owen is barely ever not shooting someone or something and almost always has a carrot in his hand ("they improve your eyesight"). There is a sex scene which gets interrupted by a SWAT team and does Clive break rhythm? HELL NO, HE DOES NOT! Shooting up a dozen or so men without ever withdrawing from his penetration session. Funny stuff. It reminded me a lot of Sin City with the over-the-top noir presence but in this film it is meant to be funny so you don't feel out of place when a thug gets stabbed in the eye with a carrot. Amazing. Paul Giamatti was an impressive villain, and reminded me of a chubby Jack Nicholson. You have to love the man though, he makes "creepy bearded lonely pervert with a power complex" as hilarious as it can be. If you like action, see this movie. Better yet, if you like comedy see this movie.

Then, I killed time until seven for Bloodshots screening Group A. There were about thirteen films in our group (out of four groups) and, honestly ours was the second best. And I am more than fine with that. Seeing how most people couldn't deal with the 48-hour time limit, whether for lack of creativity or resources, made me feel really good about the product that we put out. It was actually very funny, and we got a lot of laughs where laughs were supposed to be. That was nice. Hopefully, it will be up on YouTube before long and I can post it here.

Time for beddy-bye. I have been in a constant state of exhaustion this whole week, and it sucks very much.

Awake!

I just woke up to get directions to the Alamo Village for my screening tonight.

For those in the dark, I participated in a 48-hour film making competition hosted by the Alamo Drafthouse known as "Bloodshots." All of the 50 or so entries had a different sub-genre of horror to work with and all had to incorporate the same weapon and the same line of dialogue at some point. Or sub-genre was Rube Goldberg (think Final Destination style) and we had to incorporate an ear of corn as a weapon. It went really well and I can't wait to see the final product and I believe it will be on YouTube after the screening. If you're interested, you can view my team's entry from last year here. It's really funny and hopefully is a sign of what's to come tonight.

Not looking forward to class with Cosby today. Haven't done the reading because we barely talk about what we were supposed to read anyway. Yuck.

Tiring!

I am terribly bored and can't sleep. I played some Guitar Hero until my eyes started to hurt a bit, so now I am here. I hate nights like this. It reminds me of how terribly alone I am here in Texas. I am starting to meet some people in my classes, but most of my classmates that I can actually see myself talking to for some reason are strange by my standards. I'm not trying to be all emo and whatnot, I realize I have my parents and there are people in this world that would give anything to see their parents every day and I am grateful that tragedy hasn't really struck my home.

I watched "Putting It Together" tonight, and I have to say it was fantastic. I didn't think I would like Carol Burnett, but she really made the songs her own and I have to give her credit for it. The Narrator was an actor from Step By Step and he was great, George Hearn was amazing as usual. Also, I usually don't enjoy when people mix and edit great Broadway songs but their version of "Being Alive" almost had me to tears. It was beautiful. It brought the idea of needing and longing from a single persons perspective (Bobby) to a global need, and I thought it was perfect.

Interesting!

So, ladies and gentlemen.
Here we are.
Now on Blogger, and no longer on LiveJournal.
And chock full of fragmented sentences!
Ok, so I am not the best writer on Earth but I am going to try to write more focused and legitimate entries.

I went in to GameStop today and traded in my copies of Bioshock and Crackdown for a sweet new copy of Guitar Hero II. As much as I thoroughly enjoyed them, both games lacked any kind of replay value whatsoever. And that is including the fact that I played through Bioshock twice. I'm hoping that Guitar Hero will affect me like so many gamers, and be the kind of game I can just pick up and play for an hour and not be absolutely sick of it. I also rented Dead Rising, which is a game about a mall full of zed words (your welcome, Christy). You play a photojournalist, which allows for a neat camera action that takes me back to the days of Pokemon Snap, a game where all you did was take pictures and for some reason that was FUN! Now, I consider myself an avid gamer. In other words.....I don't suck. I'm not phenomenal.......but I don't suck. Keeping the fact that I don't suck in mind, I had to play through the first half hour of the game twice. Two times playing through the same cut scenes that introduce the game. Not hard, just really irritating that the game doesn't include some kind of checkpoint system, or auto-save. I don't believe I'll be buying it.

My classes are going very well. The few grades I have gotten back are either all "accepted"(I'll explain in a sec) or A's. So that's exciting. In my Composition I class, we have to write four papers and the paper is either "accepted" or not. We don't get a grade on any papers or assignments. Only "accepted" or not. At the end of the semester, I will have to go to a learning lab and take a test on what I learned, and if I pass I get a C for the course. If I want a B, I have to take another test. And if I want an A, I have to take yet ANOTHER test. I understand how this helps people pass the course, how less people fail and actually get the course out of the way, but it makes getting a good grade in the course such a damn hassle. Also, my American History course is taught by Bill Cosby on crack cocaine.

For the sappy-inclined I have decided to talk about the love of my life, Christy Lynn Jerome. I haven't seen her in ABOUT a month. It feels like it has been, maybe four times that amount. Not seeing her is a daily battle, but talking to her and realizing how perfect this is makes up for it. As much as missing her hurts, it makes me happy that I DO hurt so much. I can't express how glad I am that we decided to not break up when I came back down to Texas. It was a decision that it going to have a profound effect on my life, and I wouldn't want it any other way.