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| Just hours after I posted my final plea for film festival support, I watched a few of the currently top-rated submissions.... The'yre GOOD. I don't stand a chance, and if I somehow manage to beat them out, a grave injustice will have been commited. You can still check it out, leave a comment, and show it off to your friends if you feel so inclined, but I am pulling out of the race.
Maybe next year.
Tonight, Britt and I wrapped up the East Coast round of filming for a Young Life promo. Tomorrow we drive six hours north to Chicago, IL. Our sixth state in four days. So, yeah.... [tired sigh]
It's sleepy time.
Goodnight, readers. | | |
| Wow, long time, no write. There's a lot to catch you up on, but we'll worry about that later.
Right now, I'm actually only back here as a last ditch effort to get people to check out and rate my entry for Apple's Insomnia Film Festival. I had 24 hours to write, film, edit, and score a three-minute movie that had to incorporate several required elements. I registered on a whim at the last minute and I did most of the work on my own, so it's no masterpiece. Even so, I think it stands a chance against a lot of the other submissions I've watched. And it will stand an even better chance if you and your friends check it out and give it a good rating. Please do. There are two grand-prizes on the line of a MacBook Pro, Final Cut Studio 2, Logic Studio, and Shake - basically everything I'd need to start my own business (which, for the record, is something that I'm very interested in doing). I'm not holding my breath, but I'm not completely giving up either.
There's only one week left. Public rating ends November 9th, so please, visit the link below and take a few minutes to show how much you love me.
My submission to the 2007 Insomnia Film Festival, "A Reunion"
Now with all that campaigning out of the way, on to good stuff.... errr... maybe. Geez, I don't know. There's so much that's happened since I last blogged-on. Camp, Colorado, carbon-monoxide poisoning. I really don't know where'd I'd start, or how I'd get it all typed out before my finger tips go blue. Rather than typing out a lengthy account of the last several months (and assuming that anybody even wants to read about it in the first place), I'll open it up to Q&A. Anything you might want to know about my life as of recent? What's the average elevation of Monument, CO? What's a good way to drive a manual transmission Ford Explorer poorly? Why does the caged bird sing? Anything at all. Just give me a call, leave a comment, shoot me an email, or toss a homing pidgeon out your window. I enjoy hearing from my adoring public, and I'll do my best to get back to you, have a chat, and teach you all there is to know about what you want to know. If your question is really good, I'll put it up online right here, along with my response. That way, others will be able to reap the benefits of your curiousity and my respective wisdom. And if your question is really REALLY good, I'll submit it to MythBusters and take all the credit.
In the meantime, here are some photographications to hold you over.
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| I may or may not have been driving around all weekend with the emergency brake on. | | |
| I apologize for the following dose of "gushyness", but one of the sweetest people I know just did one of the sweetest things anyone's done for me.
I pulled into Suzy's driveway at around five o'clock this evening to meet her for some mystery happenings in honor of my coming birthday. She met me at the door and walked me around to the back yard gazebo where there waited a small table set for two. We sat and talked for a bit before her younger sister, Jenny, came out, looking very waitressly, and poured us a couple glasses of birch beer. The dinner went on much the same way, with Jenny coming out periodically to serve us some delicious food Suzy had prepared before I arrived [Unbeknownst to me, Suzy would use her cell phone to call her house and signal her sis to bring the next course]. At the end of the meal, my attention was directed to a gift bag under the table that had a very sweet homemade card, and a copy of Zoombinis Logical Journey (an awesome game that I loved, but haven't played since the fifth grade). The game came up in a conversation about six months ago. I was floored.
We went for a walk and later watched Rear Window (an awesome movie that I've never seen before for no good reason). I don't know what I'm doing for my actual birthday tomorrow, but I don't care. I just had one of the nicest unbirthdays a guy could ask for.
It was just last night when I was the one decked out in waitering gear and serving dinner to a lovely couple. To celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary, my dad had put together a romantic surprise dinner for his wife. Throughout the day, my mom followed instructions and clues from several cards that were placed around campus, and eventually found herself wearing a nice black dress, in a classroom on the third floor of the high school, sitting across from my dad at a table set for two, listening to a live string quartet, and eating a tasty dinner served by yours truly. As the evening wound down, my dad handed her a final card that told her they were flying down to Florida the next morning to spend five days at Disney World.
That's where they are now.
I'm still hanging tight in Philly. Wednesday's the day I head down to West Virginia to start work at Camp Sandy Cove. If anyone wants to try to hang out before I leave.... well, no promises. I've got my schedules pretty filled up (except for tomorrow - my 21st birthday - ironically), but if you drop me a line, I'll try my darndest to squeeze in some face time. Hope everything is going well for anybody who actually reads this (and for the people who don't). Have a good weekend. | | |
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