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Here it is…my foray into being a pompous ass. In many ways, I feel like I’ve been preparing for it my whole life. Let me clarify…
We recently got a contract at Windsong to create a web series for a new hyper local website in Fresno. I’m going to be the host of the show. Mainly because I’m loud and opinionated, but also because I have a passion for Fresno. We’ll...
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WatchWhen you work at a creative production studio, like Windsong Productions, sending out a Christmas card just doesn’t cut it.
Movie Review Quickie: Young Adult
Really awesomely uncomfortable story with lots of beautiful details. Is she crazy? Maybe not? I don’t care, because this character has no redeeming qualities and I love it. Some sloppy exposition work in the middle of the story, especially considering that we hash some of that out later in the movie…but whatever. Theron is great, Oswalt is fucking brilliant, fantastic shots held for an...
He Thinks, He Says, She Says, Not What She Thinks
The scene: Starbucks on a Tuesday evening. 20-something Girl is at the bar overlooking the barista station. 50-something lothario approaches and sets his leather notebook down on the chair next to her forcing her to turn to see him. Based on the ensuing conversation, they know each other. Not well, but there is a familiarity. The following is a rough, but 90% accurate retelling of the...
“It’s always a mistake to settle on any explanation for anything, because...”
– From screenwriter Charlie Kaufman’s fantastic BAFTA lecture (which you can watch in full here)
Love this. Love Kaufman. Love…I ran out of things to love in conjunction with this quote. I’ll say you. For posting it. Or reading it. Whichever you’re doing or have done. I’m...
A Christmas Story
When I was a kid, I asked Santa for a very simple gift. The elf placed me on his lap in the Oakridge Mall and I looked into his eyes. They were as red as embers from the fire we never had at home for Christmas. He asked me what I wanted more than anything in the world. His beard smelled like shrimp ramen noodles and old cigarettes. I tugged it and he leaned his mottled face towards mine. Then I...
Is This a Blog?
I’m not sure.
I’d like it to be.
I’d like this paragraph to focus on a sort of pledge or promise to write more. Like maybe it would say: “I promise you, my loyal blog readers, that I will write something everyday for a month.” But I can’t do that. Cuz I find living up to self-imposed deadlines maddening. So this paragraph won’t say that.
What I will say...
