Monday, August 31, 2015

Last Minute of August

It's official. This summer is wasted. I tried my best but I guess my best wasn't good enough.

Today was the first day of shooting on this gig that I'm on. Tomorrow, I get to process the first day's extras vouchers. Audit them, scan them, invoice them, create a daily hotcost spreadsheet for them: you know how it goes. The best part of making movies is processing and tracking the expenses. Every fool knows that.

This just is murder and to be honest -- processing all the background extras is probably not the worst of it.

September, eh?

SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT.

Sunday, August 30, 2015

Wes Craven Has a Posse


Wesley Earl "Wes" Craven
August 2, 1939 – August 30, 2015

Wes Craven has a posse.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Dying Year

I've lost all my friends.

It happened so gradually and yet so suddenly.

Significant others. Children. Then... nothing.

Suddenly, I have no social life because all my friends have sacrificed their social lives for the sake of breeding.

Today was a dark day. Between the madness of work and a bleak, black incident that stained every waking minute of today... it was a bad day. And although I had nothing and no one waiting for me at home, I could not wait to retreat to my dark corner of earth to hide from the cruelty of the world for a spell.

I wish I were dead. Death would be so easy. Not existing.

Maybe I can kill myself before this gig is done -- that'll really put a wrench in their production.

No positive spins tonight. I am completely heartbroken.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Aftermath of the Return of the Jedi

So there's a possibility that Han Solo has become an "urban legend" in THE FORCE AWAKENS.

What gets me is, everything seems so hunky dory at the end of RETURN OF THE JEDI, I cannot imagine these people breaking up and losing touch with one another!

Granted, my own personal life has proven how easy it is for good friends and family to bust apart and lose contact... but the end of ROTJ is the classic "happily ever after" portrait... You figure they’ve all just got years of Space BBQs and happy times ahead of them!

Maybe Luke signs up with a dating site to meet women in the galaxy who are not related to him. Maybe they get together every year on Life Day — the Solo kids are climbing all over Chewie while Han and Leia nag Luke about how he’s had enough Space Whiskey for one night and maybe he should find a nice girl, settle down, get back into Moisture Farming even.

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Hatebook

Feeling calm and rested after a semi-decent night of sleep (for me), and the thought floats into my head: I could use a drink right now.

But no. No drinking on work mornings! I'm simply that disciplined.

The past month or two, I've gone from severe bender to... gentle bender. Functional bender.

In a few minutes, I'll be off to the gym to get in a mild workout before a long day at a job I don't like. When I get the OK to leave at the end of the day, I will fly out of there and get myself a drink. A little over 12 hours from now, I will be nursing a drink and THAT is what I'm looking forward to.

I need to try to steer clear of the Facebook news feed. Even after blocking everyone I need to block, it's still jammed with posts that seem specifically designed to make me feel bad. Better social lives, better careers, better homes, better families. I'm sorry I don't have a newborn I'm excited to race home to at the end of the day. My joy is that glass of whiskey to soothe my nerves when I get home.

I'm better, by small increments. I'm trying, by small increments.

Saturday, August 15, 2015

I Fink U Freeky

Saturday, August 08, 2015

Say it with Dead Flowers



I made this.

Saturday, August 01, 2015

"Goodnight Mommy"