Filming

I just shot another short film for my design class, it was liberating. I create these comedy sketches all day long and it was GREAT to see it come to fruition. What made it especially special to me was making other people laugh. There is something about the reaction of laughter that makes you feel indescribably fantastic. I feel like I started the week in a fog, but im really onto something special with the mood I am in right now. Im not a religious freak, but I truly thank God for that...

Monday was an unusually difficult for me. I was excited to get up and go for my run, I had my caffeine, red the paper, then headed to the studio. The day was going as planned, but I really felt out of it. Like today, I didn't have a exurbanite amount of sleep, so I fear that I wont function at a high level. However, as soon as I wake, my brain becomes active again, so I find it useless to lay in bed and waste time. I cant stand wasting time.

I am having a bit of trouble grasping the notion of school ending in 2 1/2 weeks. It's been a long, interesting, exciting journey. It could be done tomorrow, but until it is, I have alot of work to do. I never count my eggs. On to the next one....

New iphone mis-hap, very interesting

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-1267295/Gray-Powells-lost-Apple-iPhone-4G-Gizmodo.html?ITO=1490

My Plan to Make The Mets A Contender

So here's the plan...

I apply for a job with the Yankees. I eat a calzone, EVERYDAY, for 4 months near the central venting system at the stadium and convince the senile George Steinbrenner that I AM in fact, George Costanza. I then sell him on converting EVERY concession stand to all Tyson chicken. Instead of hotdogs -- chicken dogs. Instead of pretzels -- chicken twists. Instead of beer -- alcoholic chicken.

What Steinbrener doesn't know is, the papers that I had him sign were documents saying that he would buy the Mets for 200% over book value (about 2 box Frites and a Shake Shack burger), and give the Yankees to the Wilpons. Now wait, I know what your saying, how would savvy George Steinbrenner fall for this scheme? Simple. Like I said before, he's senile. When good old DJ presented him with his ring on Monday, he was quoted asking Hal: "Why is this bi-racial flat headed fan proposing to me?."

There is now an ultimate swap of Baseball in New York. In a matter of months, the Steinbrenner regime does everything it can do to make the Mets into a contender. They manage to bring in Roy Oswalt, Adrian Gonzales, Bobby Valentine, and convince The Hawaiian Hammer, Benny Agbayani to re-surface and give it another go. Before you know it, the team in Queens has a dynasty on its hands.

What ever happened to the Yanks and the Wilpons? Well the Wilpons got word on a fake idea to convert all their concession stands to Tyson Chicken, AND THEY LOVED IT. They began to sell off AROD, CC, Mo, and Jorge for pennies on the dollar to finance the Stadium wide chicken transformation. Before you know it, Brian Mehlmen is texting every Yankee fan that THEY, should convert to being a Mets fan-And he finally gets his revenge.

Time

I CANT STAND, when people waste my time. Here I am, punctual as ALWAYS, at our studio session waiting for "the talent". No show, so my teacher says that I have to figure out another time to meet with this person because he screwed up the scheduling on this asinine project. Now I understand, I am not in control. The teacher, just like a costumer in retail, gets WHATEVER they want. Ok, no problem. But can we at least see ALL the sides of the image. Can people stop being so damn ignorant and realize that when you work with someone else, your not the ONLY PERSON WHO MATTERS!!

I take punctuality extremely serious. I also am very understanding, BUT GIVE ME A REASON TO UNDERSTAND! Vent over.

Great day

They all are, just trying missing one...

It's hard to have that outlook sometimes, but it feels spectacular when you do. I tend to fall into the trap of life more often then not, but everyday conversations really help me reserect a better attitude. It is incredible how good you feel when you follow your heart. I wrote one of my best songs today, purely based on love. I was honest and forthright in my group-work throughout the day, and I had a self-revealing conversation with an insightful teacher who I admire. I need to remind myself constantly that the day doesint define you, you define the day. The pressure I embrace can sometimes be bountiful, but I embrace my challenges without hesitation. I have grown today, I want to be taller tomorrow.

Tiger Woods has officially "raped" America

Listen, let me first say that the word and action "rape", is despicable and horrifying. But what Tiger Woods is accomplishing is ALSO despicable. At 4pm tomorrow, Tiger Woods will tee off and officially show the world he has gotten away with everything but murder. (See OJ Simpson).

I believe a man can do whatever he want. But cheer him? No. I could care-less, how many std's a person want's to go get, but I will not glorify how many partners you've had. If you cheat on your spouse, I will not respect you. If you sell me on an image of perfection, you better do your best to live up to that imaginary stigma if im going to go out and buy your new nike's.

Am I mad at Tiger? No. The fact is, im more disappointed he got married. If you want to sleep around, do it, just dont hurt the people you supposedly love on the way. America is full of people who disrespect life, and truth be told, Tiger is just another "person", who takes advantage of life. He is not a "God", he is a golfer. Tiger, just like Michael Jordan, Kobe Bryant, and Ben Rothlisberger, are men that are extremly good at what they do. They have access to things regular people do not, so fine, take advantage of it. But dont be fake about it. Derrick Jeter at least stays single, so what can you say? Nothing, you can just give your dime a dozen opinion. But multiple charges against Ben Rothlisberger? Kobe cheats on his wife, goes to trial for rape, and wins a championship? WHERE IS THE REPERCUSSION? For regular people, loosing your wife, being shamed by your kids, and being booed by gobs of people would really take a tole on you, especially if you didn't have a pile of cash to sleep on. But these "Star-lits", apparently marry money digging whores who they dont care to loose, have children they are teaching to attack life the same way THEY disrespect it, and dont give a shit about the fans/supporters they praise everytime they win another championship. They are built up by a media that is waiting in the wing to destroy them, and all they need to do is balance a bucket of glass tennis balls to escape the maze of shadows their promoters create.

Curve ball, who is the victim?? The answer, nobody. You are who you want to be, and if you dont want to be that person, change. America has breeded millions of psychologist's to help you get over WHATEVER sick problem your Mommy may have pressed on to you as a child. But if you can fall asleep at night and wake up the next morning to be 12 under par, good for you. I cant. Not only can I not be 12 under par (currently), but I cant cheat my wife, America, AND MYSELF, then go perform the task of life like nothing happened. That must be the difference between me and EVERY SLY, SHADY, DISRESPECTFUL ATHLETE IN THE WORLD. I cant mask my discretions, nor would I try. MY MOTHER taught me to respect myself enough not to HIDE, anything I do. I am not perfect, nor is the next pawn Nike decides to sponsor. But at the end of the day, people, just be true to yourself, however slutty, disrespectful, and disgusting a person you may be.

Project update

I love watching our Dhani Jones project form. Its spectacular to watch sparks light a fire that im seeing grow, everytime my group puts its heads together. I thought our orginal ideas were good, in hindsight, they were merely steps to a MUCH, bigger puzzle. I am really enjoying my groups willingness to work together and reach it's potential. As one, we are letting our jobs erect from within. Each person contributes in a way that I could not see without. Not only do I enjoy the presence of each personality, I respect each member.