Up at 2:34 and hoping to finish work.
I'm here in lovely El Segundo working on some show that demands a night shift, which I haven't done in roughly 2 and a half years. Also, now that I am engaged, it sort of limits the time I get with my woman. My woman, byt the way, can be seen here.
In other news, oone of my best friends turns 30 tomorrow and he has never been to Vegas, so we are fixing that problem with a quickness. Other than that, nothing really is happeing. Still got tons of wedding planning ot do , even though we are mostly done wiht the big stuff (location, dress, my clothes, menu, dj, etal).
Also, if you haven't been reading Micahel Totten's stuff on the newswire, you really should. Some of the most honest reporting in recent memory.
I'm here in lovely El Segundo working on some show that demands a night shift, which I haven't done in roughly 2 and a half years. Also, now that I am engaged, it sort of limits the time I get with my woman. My woman, byt the way, can be seen here.
In other news, oone of my best friends turns 30 tomorrow and he has never been to Vegas, so we are fixing that problem with a quickness. Other than that, nothing really is happeing. Still got tons of wedding planning ot do , even though we are mostly done wiht the big stuff (location, dress, my clothes, menu, dj, etal).
Also, if you haven't been reading Micahel Totten's stuff on the newswire, you really should. Some of the most honest reporting in recent memory.
A lot can happen in almost two years......
I done got engaged. But we'll get to that in a minute.
There's no eral reason why I haven't posted since my dad died. I've been regularly on SG since the last blog I posted. I've been here since 2002 and I have no intention of going anywhere. When I look back to 2005, I see a very different version of myself. Still me. I still where shirts with nerd shit on them. Still really hate wearing shoes. Still live on a diet that consists mostly of fish and diet coke. Still reading a lot, even though I buy too many books to keep up with. But I've changed, even if its just a little. It's hard to explain but losing my Dad was kinda like someone dumping water on you to get you to wake up. When it happens its the worst feeling in the world, but if you ride out awful feeling, guess what? You're awake. In 2004 I ended a 3 year relationship that should have ended after 8 months. I had been big plans once I became single. Primarily, make money, drink, screw, and hang out with friends and family. And that I did. A lot. But I bcame unfocused and started to hate my job. This led to all sorts of feelings of inertia and guilt. When my Dad passed, something inside me just sorta said, "Knock the shit off, and get off your ass." Since then, things have been pretty awesome.
JOB: Longtime readers of my blog (like, 3 of you) know that I used to work at Playboy TV and then a small company in Santa Monica as an editor. Well, six weeks after my last blog post, I started editing a show called "Flavor of Love," on VH1. That show did VERY solid numbers, and the company really liked my work and they've kept me on board ever since. I'm currently editing my 10th series for them, "America's Most Smartest Model," also for VH1. Side projects go well, as a few short films I've worked on made some noise, and I cut a pilot for A&E. In august, I'm cutting the 398th season of "The Amazing Race," which will be my highest profile credit to date.
FAMILY: Doing well. My mom is living in Vista, just north of San Diego and loving it. She's held up amazingly well. Even dating a few gentlemen. Surprisingly, I don't want to punch the testicles off of any of them. Yet. My niece is talking. My baby cousin just had a kid. My other cousin joined the Army. My brother Jon moved to Nevada, where they have a fat fucking pad out there. Which reminds me...
HOMO...ner: That's me. I bought a condo in Northridge with my ....
FIANCE: Her name is Rachel. She's a dancer/choreographer. She's also in massage therapy school. She's got more muscle definition in her shoulders than I do. She can do the splits in a one handed handstand. Our first date was making out while watching Halloween IV. On our second date I asked her to be my girlfriend. Six weeks later I told the friend that set us up that I wanted to marry her, but I've dated enough retards with Daddy issues to know by now that it's just safer to take my time. So, we waited. We went to Hawaii with my family. We walked at night on the shores of Haleiwa. She held my newborn niece on Thanksgiving. We danced to The Go! Team at Coachella. I fixed a busted drain pipe with her dad back in her home town of Buffallo. She sewed me a pillowcase with my initials. In Kanji. SHe smiled lovingly when I would try to "dance," for her. We fought sometimes, but could never go more than 15 minutes without both apologizing and going back to acting like 5 year olds. She's my best friend, and knows me in ways I never thought another human could. Sometimes, she can drive me absolutely batshit, but the thought of her not being by my side for the rest of my life is something I never want to face. So, in February of this year, we were back in Hawaii. Sitting on the Lanai I handed her a turtle shaped puzzle box. Inside was a ring. What I said was just for her and I, but it ended with her saying yes.
We're set to get married in April of next year. Not to be arrogant, but the wedding will sort of rock my balls. Off.
I'm probably going to post a little more now, as I have a laptop that works and that I can use at work. How's everyone else doing?
I done got engaged. But we'll get to that in a minute.
There's no eral reason why I haven't posted since my dad died. I've been regularly on SG since the last blog I posted. I've been here since 2002 and I have no intention of going anywhere. When I look back to 2005, I see a very different version of myself. Still me. I still where shirts with nerd shit on them. Still really hate wearing shoes. Still live on a diet that consists mostly of fish and diet coke. Still reading a lot, even though I buy too many books to keep up with. But I've changed, even if its just a little. It's hard to explain but losing my Dad was kinda like someone dumping water on you to get you to wake up. When it happens its the worst feeling in the world, but if you ride out awful feeling, guess what? You're awake. In 2004 I ended a 3 year relationship that should have ended after 8 months. I had been big plans once I became single. Primarily, make money, drink, screw, and hang out with friends and family. And that I did. A lot. But I bcame unfocused and started to hate my job. This led to all sorts of feelings of inertia and guilt. When my Dad passed, something inside me just sorta said, "Knock the shit off, and get off your ass." Since then, things have been pretty awesome.
JOB: Longtime readers of my blog (like, 3 of you) know that I used to work at Playboy TV and then a small company in Santa Monica as an editor. Well, six weeks after my last blog post, I started editing a show called "Flavor of Love," on VH1. That show did VERY solid numbers, and the company really liked my work and they've kept me on board ever since. I'm currently editing my 10th series for them, "America's Most Smartest Model," also for VH1. Side projects go well, as a few short films I've worked on made some noise, and I cut a pilot for A&E. In august, I'm cutting the 398th season of "The Amazing Race," which will be my highest profile credit to date.
FAMILY: Doing well. My mom is living in Vista, just north of San Diego and loving it. She's held up amazingly well. Even dating a few gentlemen. Surprisingly, I don't want to punch the testicles off of any of them. Yet. My niece is talking. My baby cousin just had a kid. My other cousin joined the Army. My brother Jon moved to Nevada, where they have a fat fucking pad out there. Which reminds me...
HOMO...ner: That's me. I bought a condo in Northridge with my ....
FIANCE: Her name is Rachel. She's a dancer/choreographer. She's also in massage therapy school. She's got more muscle definition in her shoulders than I do. She can do the splits in a one handed handstand. Our first date was making out while watching Halloween IV. On our second date I asked her to be my girlfriend. Six weeks later I told the friend that set us up that I wanted to marry her, but I've dated enough retards with Daddy issues to know by now that it's just safer to take my time. So, we waited. We went to Hawaii with my family. We walked at night on the shores of Haleiwa. She held my newborn niece on Thanksgiving. We danced to The Go! Team at Coachella. I fixed a busted drain pipe with her dad back in her home town of Buffallo. She sewed me a pillowcase with my initials. In Kanji. SHe smiled lovingly when I would try to "dance," for her. We fought sometimes, but could never go more than 15 minutes without both apologizing and going back to acting like 5 year olds. She's my best friend, and knows me in ways I never thought another human could. Sometimes, she can drive me absolutely batshit, but the thought of her not being by my side for the rest of my life is something I never want to face. So, in February of this year, we were back in Hawaii. Sitting on the Lanai I handed her a turtle shaped puzzle box. Inside was a ring. What I said was just for her and I, but it ended with her saying yes.
We're set to get married in April of next year. Not to be arrogant, but the wedding will sort of rock my balls. Off.
I'm probably going to post a little more now, as I have a laptop that works and that I can use at work. How's everyone else doing?
Been a while.
Well, first things first, my father passed away on September 15th. He was 68 years old. It's been tough, but I am very fortunate to have friends and family that are as awesome as they are. I'm feeling better by the day, and feel pretty lucky that I got to say everything I needed to before he passed.
The funeral was rough, but not as rough as I thought it would be. The burial was worse, for a lot of reasons. My father spent 22 years in the Army, with 2 tours of Vietnam under his belt. My mother is an Army vet, as am I. Most proceedings I could handle, but when they asked all former military to salute his coffin as taps played, I pretty much lost it.
My Mom is hanging in there, as we all are. Its kinda unreal that I can't just pick up the phone and call him. My Dad raised me on a steady diet of film, and he's the reason why I got into the field of work I'm in. I used to call him everytime I saw a movie, so we could talk about what was good about it. I saw "Serenity," and afterwards I was in a pretty good mood, and instinctively I reached for my phone. That kinda sucked.
Speaking of sucking, allow me to vent for just a second. If I get one more person saying to me "I know exactly what you're going through, I lost my grandmother a few years back.." I will kick them in their motherfucking throat. And don't come at me with that, "well my grandma helped raise me, she's the reason I am who I am..." bullshit. I was close with all of my grandparents, and they're all dead too. Trust me, its not the same fucking thing. We can save the "who's loved ones are more dead" arguement for when I suffer brain damage and become retarded.
Anyway, life is allright aside from all of this. Through some weird happenstance, I'm going to Maui at the end of the month, and I'm cutting a movie right now that's being submitted for Sundance this friday. It'll most likely not make it, but its been fun cutting something other than crap.
That's pretty much it for now. Thanks to all 7 of you who showed your support. My next post will be much happier.
Well, first things first, my father passed away on September 15th. He was 68 years old. It's been tough, but I am very fortunate to have friends and family that are as awesome as they are. I'm feeling better by the day, and feel pretty lucky that I got to say everything I needed to before he passed.
The funeral was rough, but not as rough as I thought it would be. The burial was worse, for a lot of reasons. My father spent 22 years in the Army, with 2 tours of Vietnam under his belt. My mother is an Army vet, as am I. Most proceedings I could handle, but when they asked all former military to salute his coffin as taps played, I pretty much lost it.
My Mom is hanging in there, as we all are. Its kinda unreal that I can't just pick up the phone and call him. My Dad raised me on a steady diet of film, and he's the reason why I got into the field of work I'm in. I used to call him everytime I saw a movie, so we could talk about what was good about it. I saw "Serenity," and afterwards I was in a pretty good mood, and instinctively I reached for my phone. That kinda sucked.
Speaking of sucking, allow me to vent for just a second. If I get one more person saying to me "I know exactly what you're going through, I lost my grandmother a few years back.." I will kick them in their motherfucking throat. And don't come at me with that, "well my grandma helped raise me, she's the reason I am who I am..." bullshit. I was close with all of my grandparents, and they're all dead too. Trust me, its not the same fucking thing. We can save the "who's loved ones are more dead" arguement for when I suffer brain damage and become retarded.
Anyway, life is allright aside from all of this. Through some weird happenstance, I'm going to Maui at the end of the month, and I'm cutting a movie right now that's being submitted for Sundance this friday. It'll most likely not make it, but its been fun cutting something other than crap.
That's pretty much it for now. Thanks to all 7 of you who showed your support. My next post will be much happier.
I had debated on wether or not to make this post, but I did in my myspace profile, so it's only fair I do it here too, I suppose.
I haven't posted in a while, but this time its not because of work, or some awesome new girl, or any of that. My father is dying. Slowly, and painfully, I am losing him. I say this not to be melodramatic, but merely accurate. If anything, I'm understating it.
I don't have too much time or energy to go into details, but in short, my father has had heart and kidney problems for the last 20 years, and they've finally taken their toll. His right kidney is 100% calcified, his left 55% and not functioning. His Aorta and Aortic valve are calcified. His Femoral artery is almost completely obstructed. His liver is producing too many enzymes, and even if all of that weren't happening, his left foot has gangreen, and needs to be amputated at the knee. THere's more to it, but I think that speels it out.
I won't be on here much until things settle down. I wasn't going to post anything, but i know there are a couple of readers, and I just don't have the time to hunt down everyone's numbers and fill them in.
There's som uch i have to say about it, but I can't really articulate it. I don't think I will until after he passes, and even then it will be impossible to figure out.
That said, I have some pretty amazing friends and family to fall back on. They've made me smile and kept me sane, and I'm eternally grateful.
I haven't posted in a while, but this time its not because of work, or some awesome new girl, or any of that. My father is dying. Slowly, and painfully, I am losing him. I say this not to be melodramatic, but merely accurate. If anything, I'm understating it.
I don't have too much time or energy to go into details, but in short, my father has had heart and kidney problems for the last 20 years, and they've finally taken their toll. His right kidney is 100% calcified, his left 55% and not functioning. His Aorta and Aortic valve are calcified. His Femoral artery is almost completely obstructed. His liver is producing too many enzymes, and even if all of that weren't happening, his left foot has gangreen, and needs to be amputated at the knee. THere's more to it, but I think that speels it out.
I won't be on here much until things settle down. I wasn't going to post anything, but i know there are a couple of readers, and I just don't have the time to hunt down everyone's numbers and fill them in.
There's som uch i have to say about it, but I can't really articulate it. I don't think I will until after he passes, and even then it will be impossible to figure out.
That said, I have some pretty amazing friends and family to fall back on. They've made me smile and kept me sane, and I'm eternally grateful.
Damn, a month and a half.
A lots gone on. My job woes are completely a thing of the paste, as I'm having to turn down work lately. With the extra skrilla I've saved up, I even bought a new Mac G5.
Oh, and the profile pic you see to your left is also now featured in the issue of Electronic Gaming Monthly.
I've also completed my involvement (I think) on Return of Pink Five. 13 bee stings, a few cuts and several bruises, and my days as a stuntman and fight choreographer are over for now.
THis weekend looks like it will kick all sorts of ass.
What does everyone else have going on?
A lots gone on. My job woes are completely a thing of the paste, as I'm having to turn down work lately. With the extra skrilla I've saved up, I even bought a new Mac G5.
Oh, and the profile pic you see to your left is also now featured in the issue of Electronic Gaming Monthly.
I've also completed my involvement (I think) on Return of Pink Five. 13 bee stings, a few cuts and several bruises, and my days as a stuntman and fight choreographer are over for now.
THis weekend looks like it will kick all sorts of ass.
What does everyone else have going on?
Update-a-tron DX 5000:
- Got a job. Sort of. I'm doing a two week editing gig at Lightning Entertainment. Purveyours of such fine filmed entertainment as "Single White Female 2", "Puppet Master vs. Demonic Toys," (starring Corey Feldman), and the ITV show I'm working on called, "Amateur Hour". It's supposed to end at the end of next week, but they like my work and are asking me to stick around. Concordantly, I got called in for an interview at Girls Gone Wild.
- Seanbaby is crashing at my place, and if his new gig makes him move down here, we're getting a place somewhere in Toluca Lake. It's cool having him down here, especially since he brought his legendary (nay, mythical) tape library with him. Now, I get to watch Angela Landsbury masturbate in the comfort of my own living room! And this time, I don't have to talk her into it!
- Apparently, love is in the air. All of my friends are hooking up, some with each other, as Spring has sprung all over their collective faces (even my dear friend Tristen, seen here grabbing my boob, has a boyfriend now). After Jeane (my last actual girlfriend) and I broke up, I've been on this casual dating kick. Now I'm at the point where I either want to be completely single, or have a relationship. I'm leaning towards being completely single, as I there's a bunch of shit I need to concentrate on, but then again, hot women really make me smile. Who knows.
- Not to sound like I have sand in my vagina, but I am HURTING. My toe still hurts from being dislocated last month, my wrist is probably broken, the errector muscle in my upper back is still spasming, and now my old lower back injury, which hasn't given me any shit since the Clinton administration, is hurting like crazy now. It seems the only time it doesn't hurt is when I train.
- Coachella. Awesome year. I wrote a huge review which I'll ling to later, but it was pretty amazing. Standouts include: K-Os, Immortal Technique, M.I.A., Eisley, Chemical Brothers, Prodigy, NIN, and the show stealers, Arcade Fire.
- E3 is in just a few days, and I can't wait. Last year was kinda dampened by me breaking up with my girlfriend the first night of it, so this year I'm expecting a much better time.
That's it for now. Free Mumia.
- Got a job. Sort of. I'm doing a two week editing gig at Lightning Entertainment. Purveyours of such fine filmed entertainment as "Single White Female 2", "Puppet Master vs. Demonic Toys," (starring Corey Feldman), and the ITV show I'm working on called, "Amateur Hour". It's supposed to end at the end of next week, but they like my work and are asking me to stick around. Concordantly, I got called in for an interview at Girls Gone Wild.
- Seanbaby is crashing at my place, and if his new gig makes him move down here, we're getting a place somewhere in Toluca Lake. It's cool having him down here, especially since he brought his legendary (nay, mythical) tape library with him. Now, I get to watch Angela Landsbury masturbate in the comfort of my own living room! And this time, I don't have to talk her into it!
- Apparently, love is in the air. All of my friends are hooking up, some with each other, as Spring has sprung all over their collective faces (even my dear friend Tristen, seen here grabbing my boob, has a boyfriend now). After Jeane (my last actual girlfriend) and I broke up, I've been on this casual dating kick. Now I'm at the point where I either want to be completely single, or have a relationship. I'm leaning towards being completely single, as I there's a bunch of shit I need to concentrate on, but then again, hot women really make me smile. Who knows.
- Not to sound like I have sand in my vagina, but I am HURTING. My toe still hurts from being dislocated last month, my wrist is probably broken, the errector muscle in my upper back is still spasming, and now my old lower back injury, which hasn't given me any shit since the Clinton administration, is hurting like crazy now. It seems the only time it doesn't hurt is when I train.
- Coachella. Awesome year. I wrote a huge review which I'll ling to later, but it was pretty amazing. Standouts include: K-Os, Immortal Technique, M.I.A., Eisley, Chemical Brothers, Prodigy, NIN, and the show stealers, Arcade Fire.
- E3 is in just a few days, and I can't wait. Last year was kinda dampened by me breaking up with my girlfriend the first night of it, so this year I'm expecting a much better time.
That's it for now. Free Mumia.
Coachella in 3 days, bitches!
Oh yeah, and I'm out of a job. My show went on hiatus so I've been survivng on scant freelance work and ramen ever since. Oh, and right when I need to watch my money is when Coachella and E3 are. On top of that, I might be getting a new place, and a new roommate in addition to my current one. Oh well. In the words of Iron T from "Ruff Ryders Presents: Ghetto Workouts from the Streets", "THAT'S HOW WE RUN THIS SHIT!"
Everything else is cool. My parents are moving to Florida, which they hated the first time, but who knows, its been 20 years.
And christ, my 10 year reunion is next year. Fuck.
Oh yeah, and I'm out of a job. My show went on hiatus so I've been survivng on scant freelance work and ramen ever since. Oh, and right when I need to watch my money is when Coachella and E3 are. On top of that, I might be getting a new place, and a new roommate in addition to my current one. Oh well. In the words of Iron T from "Ruff Ryders Presents: Ghetto Workouts from the Streets", "THAT'S HOW WE RUN THIS SHIT!"
Everything else is cool. My parents are moving to Florida, which they hated the first time, but who knows, its been 20 years.
And christ, my 10 year reunion is next year. Fuck.
If you get a chance, pick up "Disney War" by James R. Stewart. Awesome little book about Michael Eisner and his ego. Great read.
My friend Damian is now officially working here at Playboy TV, and I couldn't be happier for him. He was working as a Post Cordinator for another company and miserable, since all he did was IM all day long and watch DVD's. Now, he's editing an all female bukkake scene down so it can be tame enough for PTV standards.
My show, Totally Busted, is coming along well. But I'm itching to do something of relevance, or hell, just something I'm interested in. I turn in the Pride DVD extra tomorrow, and hopefully they'll dig it. It's a little abstract for a No Rules Fighting DVD. You can view it here.
The toe is feeling better, and I am training on it, so its not as bad as I thought.
Oh, and thanks to the douche who sent me a link to here and therefore completely spoiled episode III for me. Thanks, and I hope your family gets scurvey.
My friend Damian is now officially working here at Playboy TV, and I couldn't be happier for him. He was working as a Post Cordinator for another company and miserable, since all he did was IM all day long and watch DVD's. Now, he's editing an all female bukkake scene down so it can be tame enough for PTV standards.
My show, Totally Busted, is coming along well. But I'm itching to do something of relevance, or hell, just something I'm interested in. I turn in the Pride DVD extra tomorrow, and hopefully they'll dig it. It's a little abstract for a No Rules Fighting DVD. You can view it here.
The toe is feeling better, and I am training on it, so its not as bad as I thought.
Oh, and thanks to the douche who sent me a link to here and therefore completely spoiled episode III for me. Thanks, and I hope your family gets scurvey.
...and now I need a bionic toe.
I dislocated my toe (in 2 places) Monday night in Jiu-Jitsu. It's swollen like a sausage and looks like someone pulled a "Casino" on it. Kinda hard to walk around, and I'll be out of action for a while.
I don't have pictures up just yet, but when I popped it, it looked something like this: >
Now it looks something like this: )
I dislocated my toe (in 2 places) Monday night in Jiu-Jitsu. It's swollen like a sausage and looks like someone pulled a "Casino" on it. Kinda hard to walk around, and I'll be out of action for a while.
I don't have pictures up just yet, but when I popped it, it looked something like this: >
Now it looks something like this: )
I so need a bionic neck. Seriously, this shit feels like I've got rocks to the left of my spine.
Anyway, I bought my plane ticket to SF for Prom, so its on like Donkey Kong. I have a spare ticket that may be going to someone else, but if not, I'll totally let someone have it. You can pay me back in beer, hi-five's, or (if your'e a verifiable member of the female gender), make outs.
I still have to get my ticket to.....god dammit I can't believe I'm saying this.....Star Wars Celebration for that film I did fight choreography on. Which apparently won't even be in the competition now because the beast has to many effects shots or something. I personally don't care, as long as people get to see it, and apparently they're doing something special for it, so whatever.
I'm going to try to come out to the SGLA Sin City screening, because It's been months since my last SG event. Oh, and the Coachella house is looking good right now. More to come, but it should rock panties.
Anyway, I bought my plane ticket to SF for Prom, so its on like Donkey Kong. I have a spare ticket that may be going to someone else, but if not, I'll totally let someone have it. You can pay me back in beer, hi-five's, or (if your'e a verifiable member of the female gender), make outs.
I still have to get my ticket to.....god dammit I can't believe I'm saying this.....Star Wars Celebration for that film I did fight choreography on. Which apparently won't even be in the competition now because the beast has to many effects shots or something. I personally don't care, as long as people get to see it, and apparently they're doing something special for it, so whatever.
I'm going to try to come out to the SGLA Sin City screening, because It's been months since my last SG event. Oh, and the Coachella house is looking good right now. More to come, but it should rock panties.
