My brain is severely scattered today. I’ve managed to complete about 7 files… which isn’t too bad, especially for how I’ve been feeling these past few Mondays. Plus my day isn’t nearly over. I’d much rather remain asleep and start work on Tuesday. But that won’t work because then Tuesday becomes the new Monday. It’s a terrible cycle. Too many distractions. Right now, my grandmother is preparing something that looks like apple crisp. It looks delicious even without being cooked yet. But I feel not-so-good due to a hefty breakfast I made myself this morning. It was good, but maybe a little too good. AND I’m a little sleepy from reading too much into all five of the Saw movies. I’ve only seen the first two… And those movies I’m not really into. I don’t care much for gore and torture. But with my overactive imagination, I read the plots to all 5 movies, and how the devices worked and what happened to all the victims. I did that for about 2-3 hours before I realized I should get some sleep… but I was a bit too terrified to do so because images like to playback in my dreams making it a little too real for me. SO after watching some Marx Brothers movies and a few Sudoku and solitaire games later, I was off to sleep with no torture-related nightmares. My waked-up time was between 6 and 7 am, and I didn’t fall asleep until about 3 am. Yay!
Prior to my research into dreary doomland, I hopped back into my screenwriting chair and formatted a previously written script into a more professional-looking one. When I’m in a zone (or away from a computer that has Final Draft), I’ll write a rough draft in MS Word, and just use a format I always see in high school or church plays:
BILLY: I ate a rock.
TIMMY: That’s too bad.
BILLY: I know. (cries)
It’s only 4 pages, but it tells quite a story. I strived for realism in the dialogue, and after having someone read through it, I think I achieved that much. Unlike what I usually write, this is on the dramatic/sad side. It’s about the break up of an affair between a guy and a girl who have a secret to share with each other. Hey, it’s only 4 pages, I can’t give everything away.
I feel like working on one of the last projects I started back on my last writing retreat… which is coincidentally titled “The Writing Retreat.” Guess what it’s about! That’s right… making apple crisp. Well, after sitting in bed trying to clear my mind of senseless violence, I came up with another character to add to the story. The hotel I stayed at seems like it encouraged people to live there… So I came up with a character who lived at the hotel that the main character can interact with at different occasions while he’s there. I haven’t really touched the story itself since a few months ago, but if I get a chance tonight, I’ll rewrite it before working on the actual script itself. All of this after a quick Sudoku of course. I also want to put some time in on my Noah Madison project thanks to Jaden’s latest post. I need to schedule time to work on certain projects just so no one feels ignored. (I hear your cries Fickette, I miss you too!)
I have a love/hate feeling towards the actual screenwriting process. I like writing dialogue… but it just takes so long for me sometimes–keeping track of the character’s personalities, how they would speak, what they would say, and still making it sound believable… unless every character is just so outrageous, that they can get away with grunts.
I really want to see Wall-E after hearing so much good about it and it’s non-use of speech. Better yet, I wonder if I could get my hands on the screenplay to see how that reads.
Okay, I must snap out of it and get back to “real work” and do some early knocking-out-of-the-park numbers so I can slack off on Thursday. We’ve got a meeting at the office and it’s requested I be there so I can bring some food back for my mom. It’s supposed to be catered with all sorts of yummies. But I’m in a Monday mood, so I can care less about going to a meeting right now. Even with free catered food. What do I really care about? I want to either be on my laptop or under the covers being unconscious. But we can’t have everything, can we? Yes we can! Obama told me so.
October 27, 2008
i <3 monday!
October 20, 2008
"the night we ruled the world"
‘Tis a new week. I feel good. I feel pumped. Perhaps this is the week I’m back on my game destroying these files and ranking in the high numbers. Taking back my imaginary invisible crown I pretend I don’t like to wear. I wouldn’t wear it either, I’d just hang it somewhere so no one would even know I have it. I like to let my work stand out. But I desire some BK French toast sticks first.
In completely non-office related news, I had a long discussion with an old friend, er, brother from Purchase on Friday night… or Saturday morning. It inspired me, no, propelled me to publish a poem I had written but never typed. Due to where it’s published, I’m not going to display it here on the blog and I’ll make you use the link to read it. It’s on Behance, since it’s such an awesome site and all, I like to plug where credit is due.
Anyway, I actually wrote this poem while I was at work one day (still in the office at the time) and had Coldplay’s Viva la Vida on repeat for who knows how long. But the song was motivation for the inspiration of this poem about my friend, who I reigned as an outlaw king with, on a starry night on campus. (If you’ve never heard the song, give it a listen, and if you can help it, listen to it while you read the poem.) There’s lot of metaphors galore and surrealistic images about in the poem and tells an abstract true story. It’s a poem that’s really meant for him, but appeals or relates to those who went to Purchase too. I could imagine a lot of my friends having a similar experience to what I portray. One friend has already revealed they truly felt the message I delivered. But I can completely understand if you have no idea about this college, or the relationship my friend and I had, and this one kinda goes over your head. This is just my disclaimer in saying, this one might not be for you. But if you “get it” and enjoy it, then that’s awesome! Welcome to a slice of Purchase life. And even if you don’t really get it, at least enjoy the imagery I paint. Without further adieu, I present The Night We Ruled the World.
Special shout outs to the Dagger and Magz.
October 17, 2008
fripodding and young’ns with old’ns
Unlike many popular magazines that I tend to read, there are always reviews of the latest and hottest movies or songs/albums/artists that recently hit the shelves. For both my movie reviews and these iPicks for friPodding, I pick whatever I feel is great at the time. The movie reviews are usually written about movies I’ve seen for the first time… and those are on the MySpace blog.
Today’s pick is somewhat random thanks to watching a commercial I grew to love… along with many other people across the nation. Remember that De beer’s commercial with the husband creeping out of bed in the middle of the night to retrieve a diamond necklace for his wife, and then puts it on her while she’s still asleep, but then starts to wake up, so then he quickly acts like he’s asleep but she still catches him anyway and has that look of surprise and glee? I’d embed the YouTube video… but I’m lazy. Plus I just told you what the commercial is…
However, I’m also a liar on occasion. And my teachers always tell me to “don’t tell me, show me.” Anyway, this is Cat Power singing How Do I Tell You. This is a cover of Cat Steven’s song. And as this commercial shows a happy loving event, the song itself is quite sad. No doubt it’s still a beautiful and touching song, but still a little tearful to hear about this guy who wants to tell this girl who is not around how he feels about her. I can’t speak for everyone, but I can relate. I haven’t dried over the song or over anyone, but I sure keeping it on repeat for a couple hours will make me want to sit in a dark corner and write sad poetry in the midst of my tears. Perhaps that’s how this song was written. This is a song I’d love to write/direct a retro music video. I can see a guy walking around remembering the girl he once knew, and possibly showing what may have happened to her. Unfortunately, I wouldn’t have the video end on a happy note. Since, as I said, the lyrics aren’t really cheerful. Unless you end it with a happy memory. Still, it’s depressing because it’s the past and you know the dude is in misery in the present.
Regardless, it’s an awesome song. And there are times I like something soothing to just mellow out to. Like most people, I prefer a full version of Cat Power’s cover… but alas, she has yet to record it and from what I hear, doesn’t have plans to. So I made myself enjoy the original Cat Steven’s version (I listened to it over and over). Ironically enough, iSaac has Cat Power and Cat Stevens back to back (alphabetically of course) with Powers singing a cover of “Sea of Love” and Stevens singing “How Do I Tell You.” There is a lady out there (on YouTube) who recorded a cover of Cat Power’s cover of Cat Stevens… it sounds nice, but I don’t want to buy it right now.
In other news, I’d just like to say that the youth is taking over. (The youth are taking over? The youth is taking over… It’s a single group of people… making it singular… or plural… since it’s more than one… youths…) The younger generation is taking over. My friend was helping her mom write a resume. I was teaching my grandmother how to send email. My sister sets up my dad’s cell phone. These are things some would assume adults to teach the kids. (Technically, my friend, my sis and myself aren’t children… but in the elders eyes, ya know.)
I thought about this as I was assisting my mother in teaching my grandmother how to get around the Internet. She couldn’t figure out why or how people could spend all day on it. I recently set her up with her own email address so she can get in contact with her sisters, and even her daughters (one is in PA, the other VA). It was an interesting experience teaching her something that seems to come naturally to me. Not that I’ve been emailing since I came from the womb, but to have such vast knowledge of how what has become commonplace to society, and to teach others who aren’t that familiar, it’s kind of an incredible feeling. This woman who makes some of the best food, gave me some of my first acting lessons, and showed me what love for family is all about, and here I am able to give back and teach her something.
Her, my mom and I had some laughs. She was using my dad’s laptop and had to use the touch pad. Both my grandmother and mom don’t like it that much. I’m liking it more than having a mouse… well, until I get Photoshop or something. But it’s little things like clicking on the buttons or getting your cursor to where you need it to be. And I’m not teasing her or anything, it’s just that its new and it takes some getting used to.
So the younger generation is taking over and leading the way for both the older and the even youngerer generations to come. And yes, I’m hinting and linking to something bigger like politics. Let the younger guy come in with some new and fresh ideas. C’mon, you know you wanna.
Speaking of that, hopefully I’ll be registered in time. It occurred to me a couple weeks ago that I was still registered to vote in New York, when I was schooling at Purchase at the time. Since I don’t have plans of going back, nor did I want to take an hour to drive there, vote, and drive back… I figured to just register like a normal person. For some silly reason, I was under the impression I was already registered. I don’t know why. But hopefully I’m good to go. So then I do my civic duty, then I’ll sit in front of CNN for the rest of the night. I know I probably wouldn’t have to, but they have the best political news team. CNN and Comedy Central. Oh yes, I need my Daily and Colbert. However, I have a tough time choosing between Colbert and Leno. I need my nightly news mockings.
Moreover, never have I been so sick of hearing a simple name in the span of 24 hours. You know it… Joe the Plumber. My sweet Lord in Heaven. EVERYONE talked about it. Everyone. And some of the jokes were pretty funny, so I didn’t really mind it all that much at first. Yes, he’s now the most famous plumber in America. At least there’s a face to this guy other than Joe Six-pack who I’m still trying to figure out if he has six pack abs or six pack of beer. I’m thinking the latter. The average guy doesn’t have a six pack. …It’s actually a wish the average guy has a six pack. The average girl probably wishes that too. Anyway, I knew I was in trouble when I heard the joke that Joe the Plumber has had more interviews in one day than Palin has had since she was chosen. I heard that four times. Then the truths about Joe started coming out. He’s not licensed. He wouldn’t really be affected by such and such and blah blah… I’m losing interest talking about it now. Plus I’m feeding into what I don’t like. I’m already considering erasing what I typed. Self-loathing? Now I’m depressed. Thanks a lot Cat Stevens! I’m going to go sit in a dark corner now.
Actually, it’s lunch time so I’m going to go find nutrients. Later, I’m going to go to work. Office work. I know, I know… I have Fridays off. But I’ve been behind in my numbers the last couple weeks and I have a reputation (ahem). So I’ll sign on for a minute and finish up some unfinished business. I just got promoted! I can’t suddenly look like a slacker. Unless I finished all my work early, then and only then can I waste time playing sudoku or window shopping on Amazon.
October 10, 2008
fripodding and office space
So it’s Friday again, and we all know what that means…
Pay day? (Not for me.) Pizza for lunch at school? (Perhaps for those schools that are still open on Friday.) TGIF on ABC? (Does that still come on anymore?) New movies in theaters? (Well… yeah, but how often do I go to the movies on a Friday for a new release? …That soon may change though.)
Basically, it’s time for my friPod iPick brought to you by my iPod iSaac. [This is where I'd have my in-house band play a little jingle as the previous words animate themselves on the screen.]
Today’s pick really should’ve been last Friday’s pick. And I’ll tell you why–I bought the CD last Friday and didn’t listen to it until AFTER I wrote about Al Green. Now don’t get me wrong, I would’ve still iPicked Al Green’s Stay With Me, but just not that day. I recently made a Genius playlist from it too. But these things happen for a reason. And it makes sense that I waited, and really got to get into this new album. What album do I speak of?
I highly recommend you run and pick up a copy of this masterpiece. Most of you know of my endless search for today’s artist with yesterday’s sound. That Motowny, classic R&B sounds from the 60′s… like The Tempts, Marvin, Smokey, Diana, Four Tops, etc. Joss Stone made the list. Solange made the list. Leela James made the list. I’d even say John Legend made the list. Raphael Saadiq is the list. I couldn’t stop listening to this album. I was watching TV and every commercial break I’d switch on iSaac featuring any of the 13 songs from this CD. I will quickly complain about 1 thing I disliked about this nigh-perfect album… It’s too short. I don’t seriously mind the songs being as short as they are. Again, that’s how the songs were back then. But this CD clocks in UNDER an hour. HEY! Compact discs can have up to 74 minutes! And probably more with today’s technology! Let’s fill it up! I want more! You could have like 21 songs, Saadiq! C’MON! Growl…
So, this is a CD I can listen to all day long and barely skip a track. I’ve been iPoding it all week. So it’s hard to pick just one. So I’ll pick three. The first one that caught my attention is actually one of the last songs (and for good reason–save the best for last): Sometimes. This song channels my hero Sam Cooke to a wonderful degree. I was sensing A Change is Gonna Come. No doubt this is a song I’ll memorize and sing to myself. Next… Big Easy which is an upbeat fast moving song and an obvious tribute to New Orleans and what happened with Katrina. I couldn’t get past the instruments to get that message, but that’s why I listen to songs over and over again. Between that jazzy feel this song has and feeling like you are at a jazzy night club, this could easily be one my favorite songs. My third choice would be Calling which has one of those 60′s slow jam vibes to it. The earliest song I can think of is Jerry Butler’s For Your Precious Love. I actually made a whole playlist of songs past and present that have that sound. Again, it’s in the instruments. But this also has a slight latin twist with some Spanish speaking lady soothing the ears of the listen, probably telling the guy why she isn’t answering his call. It’s a wee bit sad, but I love this song.
I could sit here and tell you about each track, but I won’t. It’s rare that I find a CD I can listen to from beginning to end and just… love it. But this one has done it. Instant classic and throwback to that classic 60′s 70′s R&B sounds. Oh, and Stevie Wonder is on this too! I can’t tell you enough how awesome this CD is! Eargasms all around! I even put the picture of the album up. But we’ll move on.
So I decided to finally post a pciture of my new wall. I forget the official Japanese name for it, but here it is.
It’s not the best picture, but I was rushing. I took it at night so I could utilize the lights on my desk to show the bamboo design. You see 5 panels, but there’s actually 6. I recently moved it again so you can see it. I didn’t take pictures yet. But I will.
I want to talk about the news, but I’ll save it for later. What news-worthy topics do I feel like sharing? What else? Politics and the economy. Instead of getting deep into discussion, I’m just going to leave my opinion for both issues in one word that I will elaborate on later: inevitable.
October 7, 2008
guess who’s (what’s) back?
SAM’S BACK!!! Finally, after about two months, Sam finally comes home from the hospital and sounds better than ever. It better, costing me about 2Gs. I only paid half because that’s all I can afford right now. The longer the doctor made me wait, the more the money burned in my pocket. And it wasn’t really me that wanted to spend it… It was the bills that took it.
Fortunately, I negotiated to have my car loan extended, and my car insurance payments dropped. That allowed me to pay off other things like my speeding ticket, AAA membership (I’m now a Plus member, yes yes yall!) and my Espanol classes.
What’s left on my tab is paying off Purchase loans and Middlesex loans. My wallet won’t ever stop crying. Middlesex first, so I can go back to higher education in January. That’s the plan anyway. If I can’t make it–prostitution. I JEST! I jest. Drugs. Definitely drugs. Again, jokes. I may just take another adult education class, possibly Spanish Dos, or something else like “How to get published”… I think that’s what I saw in the catalogue. But that will be a fun class for me. Then I could put some of my typing energy to use, other than entertain the thousands that read my blog.
I wrote another post earlier today which I don’t think I’m going to post, or maybe I’ll post it later. It was more of a rant on the bipolar disorder, and how it possibly may be linking it to creative people, like myself. I stopped everything to read it, then I responded via my blog in a much longer entry than I usually write. Like I said, it was a rant. To make a long story short, people have suggested I’m bipolar because of the way I am, how I act, and how I feel which changes on a daily basis. A lot of those traits I have are symptoms of bipolarism. I don’t think that’s a word, but go with it. According to what I read on CNN.com, those same symptoms can be applied to just being human. A crazy human, but a human nonetheless. I go into more about the crazy part, but I’ll save it for later.
I had a long meeting today. It was more of a training class. But it was kinda long. Learning a new process to process our files. It’s not important. But I love not having to go to the office for these things and practically everyone is on the phone. Unfortunately, people still don’t know how to use the MUTE button. Sigh. Moving on…
I also wrote about some redecorating in my office, but I’ll save that for later too. I want to try to take pictures and post them at the same time for once. I was going to take a picture of my car, but I had to get back to work and didn’t have time. Plus right now, it’s not that deep.
What I really want to do is go to sleep. But I want to watch the debate (on CNN). Then tomorrow, I need to make sure I’m registered to vote. I don’t think I am. Before I hear gasps across the nation, let me explain–I am registered to vote, I just need to make sure I’m registered in Connecticut. The last time I voted, I was in New York schooling at Purchase. See? Fortunately, CT laws say I have until the day before Election day. Again, don’t worry, I’m not going to wait that long. I’ll do it a week before.
I may have another post before the night is through, dealing with books. Why the stank would I have a post about books? Well, it interested me when I read it and I want people to know I read more than just Entertainment Weekly. But don’t hold your breath… it’s not much of a reading list, but possibly insightful nonetheless. (That’s twice I used that word today.) Plus it’s me we’re talking about, of course you’ll be interested in what I do when I’m not writing, watching movies or stuffing my face with nutrients. Cinnabon, anyone? (I wish.)
October 2, 2008
September 26, 2008
fripodding and blitzing
I want to start a weekly thing here. Every Friday I’ll talk about a song or album or artist or something musically involved that I think is on the awesomer side of life. Today I’d like to discuss the beautiful and talented Solange Knowles. I’m not sure where to begin, but I guess we’ll go with the obvious. Yes she is a girl.
Really though… this singer has managed to channel her sound back to the 60′s, 70′s and instantly I think I fell in love. The same thing happened with Joss Stone. So now… I think there’s an inner battle–Joss or Solange? Solange or Joss? Chicken or the egg? Cheese or meatlovers? Paper or plastic? …Oh wait, they don’t really do paper anymore. But the point is, these two women now have a special place in my heart. And let’s not forget the awesome Leela James. She’s got raw power too. Leela, Joss and Solange need to get together and do something awesome… But I don’t see it happening. Personally I think Leela is on another level all her own.
But I digress, we’re talking about music, not my future possible wife. Solange’s Dancing in the Dark is my pick for a song everyone should listen to at least 3 times. I’d have it on repeat for about an hour. I actually did that yesterday. The whole album is about an hour, but I took off like 3-4 songs I didn’t care for. I love her, but I need the space on my iPod until I get a newer bigger one. Anyway, the whole album is great to listen to, but if I had to pick one song, I think ummmm… T.O.N.Y. or ummmm… Sandcastle Disco. There’s actually a video for that one. OH! 6 O’Clock Blues. Okay, so for my iPick, I’ll just say Sol-angeL and the Hadley St. Dreams. Check it out immediately.
In other news, it’s raining a lot today. My fingers got pruny just looking out the window.
I had a rough week trying to make my quota at work. BUT I did it. And almost with flying colors. Wednesday I took a bat to those files and start beating them senselessly. Figuratively of course. I don’t own a bat. 
But after going crazy, I continued my rampage most of Thursday morning. I drifted off into another world for a couple hours, came back and ordered bad fried food, then went back to work. And by the way there is good fried food and bad fried food. This was bad just because it was fried badly. Good fried is like… bacon. My grandmother made some today. I wish I had more and I’m glad I didn’t share. She made eggs and buttered toast too.
I always wondered if it’s possible to be too awesome. I think it might be. With all this cooking my grandmother is doing, I’m going to be obese. Obesity is excess awesome. But I need to get back to the gym. I know I keep saying that, but I think maybe Monday. Monday seems good. Yes, Monday.
Texting and driving is dangerous. Slightly less dangerous: iPodding and driving. I kinda just shortened it to just iPodding. Or is it iPoding? I don’t know… but the definition would be manipulating your iPod in anyway. It’s a verb. Even though I’m know to text and iPoding and eating while driving… I don’t advise anyone else should live on the edge like me.
Lastly, I bought a game for my computer. I’m allowed! I can have some fun sometimes if I want. I don’t have to work or write all the time! I need to exercise my brain with other things… which is why I bought this $10 game called “Brain Teasers” so I can tease my brain. It might hate me later for the insults, but we’ll get over it.
I’m gonna go play now.
September 23, 2008
September 11, 2008
pajama meetings and break-ins
I truly must admit, it’s a wonderful thing to “go” to a meeting in your pajamas. I really thought about going into the office today for this mandatory meeting… but then it dawned upon me–why would I waste such precious gas for a 30 minute chat when we are living in 2008 and I can utilize telephone conferencing options that have been offered to me? Is this not the more simpler action? Could it get any easier? Probably… But I can’t afford to use my precious brain energy to think of it right now. Instead, I am yet again more concerned about nursing my tree back to optimum health. A new branch has sprouted over the week. I’m so excited! I never thought I’d be so happy about a plant. My, my, the times are changing.
This be the day that the nation remembers what every fire engine has plastered on their rears telling us to “never forget” with a sillouette of the late Twin Towers. Honestly, it’s hard to forget when I’m reminded every other time something political comes on TV regarding terrorism. It’s too bad. Oh, and every other show featuring NY and the infamous skyline. Don’t get me wrong, I feel as bad as the next guy… but I don’t want to stay in depression. I’ve got things to do and most of those activities require me to be happy. One such thing is celebrating my sister’s birthday. We actually talked about how our birthdays seem to be on or around some tragedy. Granted, her birthday came first, but still. As for my birthday? The space shuttle Challenger exploded. As I like to tell it, after that tragic event happen, the world cried. But then I was born and everyone got happy again. Unfortunately for my sis, once people learn that her life anniversary shares the same never-forget date, people tend to react the same way. “Oh, I’m so sorry. Are you okay with that?” Like she has a choice.
But we all take it in stride. Sure, her tragedy was bigger than mine, but I remind people. I wanna get a little sympathy too. Is that so wrong? Does that make me a bad person? If it does, I don’t mind. I don’t always wanna seem like the perfect kid, ya know? I don’t wanna be labelled “the bad boy” either… which I doubt would ever happen unless I played a character so well that I get type casted. I think if I had a choice of what to be type casted as, it’d be a sarcastic, witty, semi-slacker genius comic relief type.
In other news, the crime wave continues and is too close for comfort. By “too close”, I mean a couple houses down. And by “crime”, I mean someone broke into their house and stole stuff. I dunno what stuff or how much, but it happened during the sunshine part of the day. I will continue to be honest here and say that this news has me a tiny bit on edge for the current time. Besides the fact it took place less than a few yards from my home, I am home alone until Sunday. So, God forbid, if anyone tries to illegally enter my house, I’m not sure what I’ll do. Considering my office is literally next to the front door, I have an advantage. Plus I rarely leave the house. However, should they enter the back door and I’m in my room, I have more time to prepare… say… grab a long and/or pointed stick and go to battle, essentially living out my dream of beating someone up in the name of goodness, justice, and the right to bare arms. And yes, I’d have something sleeveless on just to overstate the “bare arms” part. Overall, it’ll mark another victory in life. Another statement as to say “t. sterling is not a guy who you can crank call or steal and plunder from because he’ll make you feel bad that you lost. And he’ll beat you with a stick if necessary. It might be pointed. Or he’ll throw a water balloon at you and belt 9V batteries at you before just sticking two on you on a damp spot.”
Okay… I’m not sure what one would say. Just know that I’m not afraid to stand my ground if I have to. I’ll be some kinda mixed breed of Jackie Chan and MacGuyver if I must get physical. I much prefer sticking to battles of wit. Like Bugs Bunny, Yakko Warner or Shawn Spencer. I have a decent track record. Not that I want to engage in anything, I’m a pacifist at heart. A sadistic pacifist, but I love peace all the same.
Wow… I need to get out of my house for a little while… Seriously.
September 10, 2008
bad news, good news, new news, old news, …new olds?
To make a long story short, my uncle didn’t show up on Saturday at the big family reunion picnic gathering thing. Honestly, I’m not that bummed about it. Yes, I was let down, but I feel so much better knowing I was prepared and had that groovy feeling of accomplishment. There’s nothing quite like it. Needless to say, I’d much rather wish I had the chance to meet my uncle and show him my work. But in due time. The other reason I’m not too bummed about it is because I’m considering the circumstances he might’ve went through–like the happy rain storm known as Hanna. Apparently he lives in New Jerser or Long Island… which either way is an area that got hit a little worse than us. So due to incliment weather, I can understand why he didn’t show up. Plus he’s a big time executive and might not always be able to leave willy nilly. Then again, that may hurt his case, and I’m still on his side.
As for the reunion… I honestly will admit I was pretty bored. I met a bunch of people I probably won’t see for another year or so, if that. One of which I do hope to meet again and work with. More on that later.
As for work… So far so good. 27 files down, and we’ll just say… 23 to go… and 2 days left. Woot.
My parents and grandmother tripped down to Virginia for the rest of the week. They left a few hours ago and now I have the house to myself. Partytime? Oh yeah, baby! Evey night! Heh… Not quite. Pretty much everytime I have the house to myself for more than a few days… I haven’t been home. Like I suddenly turn into an anti-homebody. Odd? Some seem to think so. But the other thing is one of my best friends is on vacation and will also be gone for the week. So that’s one less person I can wreak havoc with. I need some more local friends.
Speaking of important people in my life, I’m starting to watch TV a little more this fall. In fact, as I type I’m watching Fringe. I can’t say if it’s good or bad since it’s only the first 30 minutes… However I am impressed whenever they show a location, the words/names are floating and sometimes the camera flies through the letters. It’s like the words are actually there! It’s awesome. I want floating words in my neighborhood! Not necessarily location devices, but just random words. What might I have? “Squishy.” Or maybe “onomatopoeia.”
Between the commercial breaks, they actually say how long until they return. If only every show did that. This show has some humor to it too that I appreciate. It was either this or Wipe Out… which I do watch. Later, another new show, on BET no less, called Somebodies is coming on that I want to check out. This is the 3rd show that sounds like the premise or the exact college themed sitcom I wanted to do. The other two is Undeclared and some show I saw on Hulu.com called Dorm Life. I haven’t seen it yet… But one day. I keep a lot of my big ideas to myself, but I’ll let the title out on this one–Academic Probation. Sigh… I won’t say much more about it though.
I do hope a new show called Valentines get’s cancelled. I feel bad for saying that, but an idea I have for a movie trilogy involves Greek mythology very similar to how that show is doing things. I do not appreciate it. Alas, this was an idea I would bring up when I was more established, and had the chance to meet the great Andre 3000.
Well, I’m going to go off and cause a lot of trouble.
