That there is some guy who has been sitting in the corner of the office for two days, on a laptop, in a lobby chair, with no-one talking to him or paying any attention.... And I have kept myself this whole time from asking who he is or what he does? Normally, being a very inquisitive person, I want to, but we here in our small area have made it a game to try to avoid learning his real purpose here. Working on a film with so many people, it's not that odd to not know all your co-workers, but this is just hilarious. I wonder if he'll be here tomorrow... I did hear him mutter into a phone about a timecard... Ah the stupid mystery!
UPDATE: The mystery was ruined when someone broke and asked him who he was.... Turns out he is one of the famous people's Driver. Wish I could tell you something more fun and mysterious.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
um....Sanjaya....Dude...WTF
You sad poor little creature... God you're like a lame puppy with a nail in it's head, I want to just crush you with a rock and stop your pain.
Ok, down to business. The hair is all anyone can talk about since we obviously can't talk about the singin'! Alright, I thought you were just listening a little too hard to the sad Beautyschool Dropout stylists that work for "Idol" but now I'm thinking you are just a crazy bitch with a comb. I love the sense of "nothing to lose, so I'll be a total freak thing" you have going, but maybe you could direct it to taking vocal chances? Maybe push yourself there? The hair this week is just fuckin' crazy.... take a look at yourself babe:
What you need to do is put down the goddamned comb and pick up the scissors.... now trim...keep cutting....no don't stop there...... a little more please....ok now your wrists sweetie... (ok, that was a tad harsh...just cut your inner thigh like all the other girls your age are doing.) Now take a lesson babe, if you're gonna go wild you have to have a good source. I know you were inspired by the crazy drummer of no doubt's hair, but he's cute Sanjy.... He's a wild guy who can pull it off. You shoulda gone for the rocker look, or actually trimmed the shit to resemble Gracey here:
Now I found a picture in your stylist's notebook when she wasn't looking... If you have any self respect: Kill her! Stab the bitch with those scissors I had you pick up, and run away... Otherwise you'll be lookin' like this next week:
Ok, down to business. The hair is all anyone can talk about since we obviously can't talk about the singin'! Alright, I thought you were just listening a little too hard to the sad Beautyschool Dropout stylists that work for "Idol" but now I'm thinking you are just a crazy bitch with a comb. I love the sense of "nothing to lose, so I'll be a total freak thing" you have going, but maybe you could direct it to taking vocal chances? Maybe push yourself there? The hair this week is just fuckin' crazy.... take a look at yourself babe:
What you need to do is put down the goddamned comb and pick up the scissors.... now trim...keep cutting....no don't stop there...... a little more please....ok now your wrists sweetie... (ok, that was a tad harsh...just cut your inner thigh like all the other girls your age are doing.) Now take a lesson babe, if you're gonna go wild you have to have a good source. I know you were inspired by the crazy drummer of no doubt's hair, but he's cute Sanjy.... He's a wild guy who can pull it off. You shoulda gone for the rocker look, or actually trimmed the shit to resemble Gracey here:
Now I found a picture in your stylist's notebook when she wasn't looking... If you have any self respect: Kill her! Stab the bitch with those scissors I had you pick up, and run away... Otherwise you'll be lookin' like this next week:
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
100 posts strong, and something a little more real.
Ok, so I started this post a few days ago and haven't really had the heart or mood to finish it, so here it is...It was basically going to be 100th post, now it's my 102nd.
Moments that changed my life: The Challenger Disaster
I was a pretty smart young kid, and had never had a problem understanding ideas like "love" or "hurt," but Death hadn't really ever hit home with me. I didn't get the finality of it. Everything was possible, how could the person you just met one day go away forever the next?
My Teacher, knew the woman who was travelling into space. To describe just how cool that is is next to impossible. My Teacher was friends with the teacher who had grabbed America's heart, and inspired us as students. In my mind, it was like she knew God, or the guy who invented sugary treats!
In preperation, we had studied the space program, fuel cells, thrusters, and even got into a bit of the science behind jet fuel propulsion... it was Montessori after-all. The big tv on the black metal cart was pulled out in every classroom... it was THE TV event! I had waited for weeks to see this moment. My heart raced, my hands sweated, and I imagined myself in there, flying into outer space... and that woman who was in there, was going to come meet with us in a few months after she returned!
....then it happened. It was all a flash...a blur.... and for once in my life, I didn't comprehend.... it had to be a joke... that was all a test right, now they'll really leave. Then from behind me I heard a gasp I'll never forget. My teacher covered her mouth and gathered herself... and asked us all to move into the other room. The tv was shut off, we moved away, the other teachers took over, and all that could be heard were children asking, and even pleading for answers. All I heard was quiet sobs from the room next door. Her quiet strength has stayed with me to this day. I can't imagine what It would have been like had she lost it in front of us all. That day I understood death. I went in leter and asked, why... And for once, an adult didn't sugarcoat it... "I don't know. Things just come to an end sometimes. I'm just as lost as you..." "That's scary" I beleive I said. "I'm a little scaed too..."
This was the first time I had the guts to go back and watch this, but it's pretty amazing... and sad
Moments that changed my life: The Challenger Disaster
I was a pretty smart young kid, and had never had a problem understanding ideas like "love" or "hurt," but Death hadn't really ever hit home with me. I didn't get the finality of it. Everything was possible, how could the person you just met one day go away forever the next?
My Teacher, knew the woman who was travelling into space. To describe just how cool that is is next to impossible. My Teacher was friends with the teacher who had grabbed America's heart, and inspired us as students. In my mind, it was like she knew God, or the guy who invented sugary treats!
In preperation, we had studied the space program, fuel cells, thrusters, and even got into a bit of the science behind jet fuel propulsion... it was Montessori after-all. The big tv on the black metal cart was pulled out in every classroom... it was THE TV event! I had waited for weeks to see this moment. My heart raced, my hands sweated, and I imagined myself in there, flying into outer space... and that woman who was in there, was going to come meet with us in a few months after she returned!
....then it happened. It was all a flash...a blur.... and for once in my life, I didn't comprehend.... it had to be a joke... that was all a test right, now they'll really leave. Then from behind me I heard a gasp I'll never forget. My teacher covered her mouth and gathered herself... and asked us all to move into the other room. The tv was shut off, we moved away, the other teachers took over, and all that could be heard were children asking, and even pleading for answers. All I heard was quiet sobs from the room next door. Her quiet strength has stayed with me to this day. I can't imagine what It would have been like had she lost it in front of us all. That day I understood death. I went in leter and asked, why... And for once, an adult didn't sugarcoat it... "I don't know. Things just come to an end sometimes. I'm just as lost as you..." "That's scary" I beleive I said. "I'm a little scaed too..."
This was the first time I had the guts to go back and watch this, but it's pretty amazing... and sad
Blind Date... crackwhore style!
Thanks to Alex for the tip off on this one.
PS:the first one to fall asleep at the Pajama Party ends up dressed and photographed as a Harajuku girl. Guess you'll learn eventually...
PS:the first one to fall asleep at the Pajama Party ends up dressed and photographed as a Harajuku girl. Guess you'll learn eventually...
Friday, March 23, 2007
Roof Sex
Fun little short film...ah TGIF! Not to Worry! Not nearly as naughty as you are thinking...
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Oh to be a musical slave!
Ok, did anyone else watch "Kidd Video" Back in the day? I loved this show... as retarded as the show was, I think I kinda had a crush on the skinny blonde kid... or maybe I just wanted some awesome leg warmers like that damn fairy!
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