Saturday, March 13, 2010

HAahhAHAhaAHAhaHAHah

HaHaHaaHAHHAaaHAHAHahahaha...you're funny. Did you know that its easy to connect the dots on the internet? Is it that you're too dumb or that I'm just a little smarter? And if you think about it.. Am I really talking to you? Cause this post could mean a lot of different things to a lot of different people. Or I could be talking about nothing right now. But if you're reading this, then you must be checking in on me from time to time. C'mon, nobody reads this shit... Don't scheme a schemer. Please for your sake.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Everything is going to be OK...

I got a fortune cookie and it read : THE CURRENT YEAR WILL BRING YOU MUCH HAPPINESS. I thought that could have been the most generic and vague fortune ever in the history of fortune cookies. Its the middle of March and the year is a quarter in. I think to myself if this year has brought me much happiness. I think about the friends I've made, the projects I've worked on. I think about my state of health. More so than my mental health. I think about my friends. I just think. A lot.

The Letus adapter came in and its just sitting there... We cant use it yet cause we still need to buy lenses and stuff... which will be soon. When we start using that thing... We're done. We win. I'm going to show you how to really use that thing. Hopefully we're not going to try and rack focus every shot!

Monday, March 8, 2010

My inspirational writing trip to the hospital.

2 male nurses are on their lunch break. One of them is talking about how they arent any manly scrubs out on the market. No barbed wire or machine gun patterns.. Just flowers and teddy bears.

A surgeon approaches a grieving family. Without words, he takes off his surgeon cap, and tells them that their child didn't make it. They woman begins crying and she is caught by her husband as she collapses to the floor. Their other child, a teenage boy, sits watching his parents break down. All he does is turn his headphones louder.

How easy is it to impersonate a doctor? All you would need is a white lab coat, and some khakis.

"Say what you mean and mean what you say", said the woman on her cell phone as she walks past me.

In the ER. I'm blending in, watching the sick and old. I'm trying, just by watching, to figure out their stories. The man with the solemn look on his face is no doubt waiting for his young daughter, She dislocated her shoulder during a scramble at a soccer game.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

A message from Carl Unix, Astronaut

"This is Lt. Carl Unix. I am inside escape pod A-12. I am alone and awaiting rescue. Its been 5 days since detachment from the Delta Gamma. Rescue beacon has been activated. Only a matter of time."

"With my training, I've been able to delay the effects of space dementia. I'm glad that the environmental support is still running, allowing me to keep a constant gravitational orientation. I'd have gone insane within an hour if I was floating around in here."

"I miss my fiance. I proposed to her the day before my launch date. She's going to kill me if I miss our wedding date"

"I don't even know how I got into this mess. Join the space corp. See the stars.... I should have went to school. I should have stayed on Mars."

THE ESCAPE POD

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Printing Scripts

I wanna see if I can finish writing this blog before my 15 page script is done printing... I win

2:10 as I write this....

So last night I watched a program on the SyFi Channel. It was about time travel. Essentially time travel is possible because time is like a folded piece of fabric and Black Holes are tunnels between the layers. It is speculated that if somehow a space ship could encapsulate itself in a pocket of negative matter, it can counteract the Black Holes devastating gravitational pull and will allow the ship to pass safely through the other side in an instant... weird.... I was thinking about all the books and movies I've seen on time travel. Back to the Future is one of my all time favorites. I ask myself what I would do if I had a time machine. I would love to go back to 9/11 and setup my camera at the pentagon and find out what would really happen. I would go back in time and watch all my favorite movies on opening night. How cool would it be to watch Star wars or Jaws in theater? Or Back to the Future? I know... it would be awesome.... I would go to the future and see how my life is. Would I change the outcome if I found out that I have a shitty life? But then... How could I have a shitty life now if I had my own time machine? Conundrums, dude... conundrums...

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Not Saying Sorry

int. Bedroom - day


CAMBER, 19, is laying in her bed. She is talking on the phone with JAIME, 23.


CAMBER


Why are you sorry?


Jaime


I don't know.


CAMBER


When you say sorry too much it loses its meaning. Rendering it useless. So next time you say sorry, you better have a good reason why.


JAIME


Well, I would never be in the position to be sorry for anything.


CAMBER


BULLL...SHIT


JAIME


What its true.


CAMBER


(giggling)


BULL.. SHIT


JAIME


Well I'm sorry then.


CAMBER


Why are sorry?


JAIME


Cause I suck.


CAMBER


(yelling)


Stop talking down about yourself!


JAIME


I hate you.


CAMBER


Fine.


JAIME


I mean it.


CAMBER


I hate you too.


JAIME


You're so mean.


CAMBER


Apparently you don't know me like you think you do.


JAIME


But you're awesome at the same time. That doesn't make any sense.


CAMBER


I'm tired.


JAIME


You should go to sleep.


CAMBER


Two more minutes.


JAIME


However long you need.


Camber falls asleep on the phone. Jaime, the insomniac continues with his work as he listens to Camber on the other side of the phone.


FADE OUT: