You know, that may be exactly why I'm having some trouble right now, come to think of it. :hmmm:

Yeah, when I'm drunk I write all kinds of $#it.






All kinds of $#it, mind you...

Out of curiosity, do you write even when you don't feel like writing?

The more I drink, the more interesting the story gets. It's remembering what I wrote and where I wrote it that gets rather difficult.

Isn't that what you write when you're sober too? :p
Just kidding. The one thing I've read was really good.

Some of my best work has come when I don't want to write. But it's difficult for me lately, because I literally have no attention span. I can sit and write a sentence and then suddenly it's 20 minutes later and I've been staring at a patch of paint the whole time. Trust me, that really fucks with your head. I can't concentrate on anything. I think it's because I've starting putting some pressure on myself, and I'm not handling it very well.

AZ time is all weird. There isn't any daylight savings is there. The state never jumps or falls back an hour does it?

That sucks... I've just gotten back into my roll on some of the film work I've been doing. I picked up the feature that my partner and I ditched and started re-editing it. I'm getting so stoked about it I got editing the other night around 4:30 p.m. My wife came home at 11 or so, said a few things to me (none of it registered) and some time later she came in and got my attention. She said, "When are you coming to bed?" I looked at the clock and it 2:47! I just got on a roll and the time flew by!

I'm not trying to brag, but I'm just really excited that I've gotten that focus and passion back -- I haven't had that in my life for a couple years.

To add to the excitement, I'm getting a script in the mail tomorrow from a VERY trusted writer and I'm REALLY excited about that.

I can't say I've ever had any passion about anything. It'll be next to impossible for me to be passionate in any sort of artistic endeavor because I'm so critical of myself. Sometimes I think if I wrote something that didn't completely suck, I'd maybe get into it, but who knows.

Ron Jeremy? :spock:

I thought you had retired.... :hmmm:

You know... as much as I hate to admit it, Ron's not all that different looking from me. He's a little heavier and has darker hair... and well, a MUCH larger unit... but the resemblance isn't that far off. Damn... THAT's depressing. You'd think if God was gonna make me that ugly he could have given me the "talent" to work in porn.

Nice.

I look at $#it like "Primer" and "The United States of Leland" and see story-driven films that just amaze me...and cost next to nothing.

Just remember that you CAN make a really good film if you put yer' mind to it... :thumb:

Trust me, having a gigantic dick is overrated.

Oh wait, I think I meant being a gigantic dick.

I did a search for Director, then writer, then producer and sexy on google and got ZERO results.

Just saying...

You and TJ could be brothers then....heh.

No, you just need to let go. Leonardo DaVinci said, "Art is never finished, only abandoned." That goes for writing as well as filmmaking and holds true to all art forms. Nothing is perfect, but if it comes from your heart and has a soul it's worth putting out there. Let your audience decide.

I'm not writing for an audience, I'm writing for myself. And I have no heart or soul, I'm the most vacuous individual you'll never meet. It's probably no great loss than I've not been successful.

Not to sound like Stuart Smalley, but I know I have a few good stories in me. That's what I've been struggling with lately is I'd say I wanted to be a filmmaker, but always said I'd probably never succeed. Once I realized that statement was NOT "being realistic," it was being self defeatist I got a lot better. In the last few years I've let what once was my dream become my hobby. Not anymore!

As for story driven films -- that's what I want to do. As much as I want to be famous, I do NOT want to work in Hollywood. I want to be a very successful indie filmmaker. And we don't have any money, and investors in KC are few and far between, so we have to rely on good stories.

This latest is a killer! It's called "Obituary" and will be a web serial, 7 episodes, about 4 minutes each. Coming soon!

Have you seen "Sideways" yet?

Have it on DVD.

I thought of you when I first saw it....

the dude seems to "get it" by the end.... :hmmm:

Have you tried out for the NBA?

Awesome!

I can't imagine what it's like to see a project finally see completion on the screen.

I've got a story called Home I've put years into and can't get $3it for a response...but I love the story. It's seen 5 major revisions and versions. No one seems to agree on the final version of any of them...

Trust me, he's like santa claus compared to me, all candy canes and cookies.

NFW...I actually could relate a little; but he was a really downer version of me...

Send it to me, if you want. YOu have my e-mail.

PM it to me again.

My girlfriend deleted my damned email app 2 weeks ago (my addy book with it.) When I told her she could text message and send files through Yahoo IM when she read an article about viruses she......**** it........she deleted it. Just resend it...

Other people think of me as a downer, but I don't see myself that way. I'm just unfiltered. I don't hide what I think about anyone, myself included. I also have a tendency to talk about things now, but never say what I think about the future. For instance, I've always thought I had a greatness inside me, I've just never had the wherewithal to reach it. Untapped potential. That's how I see me.

Take a deep breath and count to 10...

And then smack the bitch.

Untapped potential is only as good as an untapped keg (no pun intended). :p

Wait till she starts selling your shit for a HELL OF A LOT LESS than you told her she could.

No, no, no. You do that INSTEAD of smacking. C'mon now.

Yeah... what she said. Except... well, I would have intended the pun because I like puns.

See, I had the same misunderstanding. I assumed you meant to count to 10 between smacks.

If you're willing to get rid of it, does it really matter how much you sell it for? In the great game of garage sales, you make more money by selling more for less. Not by overpricing things and making room for it again when you don't sell it.

I thought the deep breath was just to stop the yelling.

Puns or Buns? I think it was the thread with the "loaves" that made you my pimp. And I'm starting to forgive you for the uncalled for joke earlier. :p

Why tap keg before the wine's aged to perfection.

I edited your quote.

Puns AND buns... and I'm sorry.

As for the TV selling fiasco with my wife, the thing is I wouldn't have sold it PERIOD if all I was going to get out of it was $50. I'd have kept it. ANd the thing is, I know for a FACT that I could have gotten $100 at a pawn shop. And we're not really having the garage sale to make money but to clear out a bunch of shit. The TV I could have used in my edit room if worse came to worse.

You'd be fired as my editor. I never whine. That's the problem with naked text in the online world; the context is left to the interpretation of the reader, and they're oftimes either misinformed, uninformed or simply ignorant of the source's (that's me, in this case) intent.

Ohhhh, so it's just the TV you're in a tizzy over. My bad.

:shake: You're going to be a very cynical old man. How do I know this? Because you're a very cynical young man. :p

Yep... just the TV. Somebody got a great deal... a REALLY great deal... on a very good TV.

I wish I was young.

luv, check your PM's.

You're just a barrel of good vibes, huh? ROFL

I wish all women would check their pms. like, check it at the door.

I'm having fun. :D

People think I'm cynical when I'm really an imp. It's good work if you can get it.

That's actually really funny to me, because I actually went back and edited mine to include the apostrophe there so there was no confusion.

Why let a little thing like an apostrophe stop you?

Yeah... me too... except replace "imp" with "pimp".




Naaaaah. Who am I kidding? People know I'm really a dreamer.

I'm just upset because I'm not doing well as the last dalek tonight.

Fire and I have just made it through our first scuffle. Not to worry, we have made up. Correction: I have forgiven him.

ROFL

I edited for you.

Gee I was going to put that we kissed and made up, but I didn't think pimp's did that kind of thing with their....HEY! Call me slow, but if you're my pimp, that would make me your ho. I'm beginning to rethink this arrangement. Anyway, I guess I'll have to give up food for days now since that is what I said I would do for really good sex. :p

We just jumped threads, didn't we? ROFL

Well that's good. I can sleep in peace now.

Good, I didn't want you to lose sleep over worrying about us.

I'd never call you slow! There's nothing wrong with riding the short bus, lots of kids do it. It's the "cool" bus.

Yes we did... oops. Now we're thread whores.

Speaking of sleep, it is time for me to bid you all a'dieu (sp?) if I'm going to get up at 9:30 in the morning and head over to dad's. G'night all.

If your dad also speaks french, don't bother. Just send him some cheap wine...

Never fear.

Never rode the bus. I lived a 1/4 mile from school so I walked home.

Glad I did. One of our school's bus drivers died in a drunk driving accident (on her own time)...

Fear is for people with something to lose...

Goodnight. Enjoy Firefall!

I've only got a 6 pack left. I should probably wait until tommorow...

What are fears but voices airy?

Haha... I thought about left handed cigarettes when I posted that.

There's a brewered callled the left hand brewery. They make atasty milk stout. no weed in it though.

holy smokes I'm drunk. I wish my favorite girl cynthia had come in with me. then I wouldn't be talking to you assholes. oh well... at least I got a ride home

I appreciate your concern. Seriously. But, part of me walking to my old regular means I'll meet up with old friends. They'll take care of me. Which is how I got home tonight. I was gonna walk, but my buddy John, who doesn't drink, took me home.

I have an amazing self preservation instinct when I'm drinking. Though, it's mostly successful because of people like you.

Me neither sometimes.

No one cards for kool-aid.

It's a damn good thing "Cynthia" didn't come up... It was JOHN! Boy'd you'd be talking to somebody's asshole, and John might not appreciate that!

They'd find a way to card me.

You know what? I completley ****ed up. Me and Phil passed right through your town and I didn't call you. I owe you like 10 beers now. I'm such an inconsiderate asshole.

Oh fuck, you really are drunk.

When are you going to invite me over, fucker?

I want steaks and scotch.

Try Frazod...

While I'm more into whiskey than vodka, I do have to say there is a definite taste difference as you run up th eprice scale with the clear stuff.