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So, I decided I missed my old page. Tumblr is more a blogging community, and I’m not really one to take part in that. If I want a community, I’ll go to a forum.
If I want to just put my shit on the web though, I go to my laboratory.
I also feel less like a writer (which I’m not, but I would like to be) if I post on here. I can pretty much write whatever the fuck I want here, and this means I don’t put any effort into making something worth reading.
I came here because I just wanted to chill out for awhile. I felt burnt out on writing to say the least. It’s time to go back to my original place on the web, which happens to have a decent header.
Anyway, anybody who bothers to read this should know the wordpress url. Talk to you there.
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So I’m playing online poker again. It’s fun and a good way to kill a few hours.
Just one problem. I’m very unlucky.
I can lose 2000 dollars to blinds just because I don’t have a hand to work with. And the one time I can scrap together anything better than a pair, that’s when the asshole with 15,000 and an avatar of a hot rod gets a four of a kind.
I suspect some motherfuckers of cheating, but then I remember these are play money games, and what would be the fucking point.
In other news, my day went like this.
-I woke up at around 2:40 in the afternoon. My back is sore and I instantly know that swimming laps are out of the question. I suspect this is my body punishing me for choosing to watch the lost world last night. Those jurassic park movies are unbelievably stupid. Thinking that they would be a little more interesting after many years was probably the dumbest thing I’ve ever done.
-I get a bottle of water and sit outside with my mom while she reads. Waiting for her to tell her plans for dinner. This goes longer than I’m comfortable with but we decided Jack in the Box.
-I go upstairs and finish the second to last dungeon in Link to the Past while I listen to smodcast episodes. This leads to me getting to the final dungeon, and quitting out of frustration. These early zelda games are psychotic in difficulty for me, for whatever reason.
-Redownload Party Poker software and play a few hands, contemplating my growing appreciation for beer, despite my dislike for other forms of booze.
-Surf the web a little before my mom gets back for dinner.
-Eat my ultimate cheeseburger while watching the angry video game nerd. Here I realize that there really is no way to be happy in regards to food. When you eat what you want, you feel guilty because you know it’s bad for you. When you’re watching what you eat, you feel bad because you’re eating shitting things. Finding the balance is hard, and lately I’ve been not swimming as much. The fear of getting fat occurs to me.
-There was an hour after dinner where I played poker and just wondered when the fuck Justin and I are going to get back to work on the sketches. I wrote the first script. As far as I’m concerned, we’re pretty much ready to film it. But I don’t want to write anything more until I know that this will actually be something we work towards. I end up shrugging it off after winning a 2000 dollar hand. It’s kind of in Justin’s court from here.
-Watched “Spaced” and fell asleep.
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Scratch that film idea. Not the idea entirely, but more filming it today.
If I can even figure out how to film it, it’ll still take awhile.
Other than that, I had one of those days where I’m just confident that I’m not much of a drinker.
I’m a pretty friendly drunk the few times that I have been. I wouldn’t be surprised if the people around me wished that I was buzzed most of the time, but for some reason it just doesn’t click with me most of the time. It feels more like an exercise than something to do to relax and unwind.
You have to acquire the taste for almost all this stuff, meanwhile I have soda that I know tastes good in my fridge.
Probably should have had booze when I was camping the other day. That would have been fine. While I’m just sitting around the house, though, I know there’s more entertaining things to do with little or no hangover penalty.
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Spiders.
I hate them.
So much so that we got a new youtube video idea for the Adentai account. Will film tomorrow.
The short version is that a hobo spider appeared in my room, and as soon you see one of them, you feel like they’re all over you, right? More at 11.
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So today I wrote the first script for the sketch comedy project. I’ll be giving it to Justin to review and then hopefully we can start filming.
I’m really excited. About this sketch comedy and about everything, really. I’m just thinking about all the things I want to do, and I just see potential for some awesome things.
I tend to pick up the guitar when I’m waiting for something, like if I’m cooking a burger or waiting for laundry to finish up (this lead to many burnt meals if I got really into it). So today was one of those days. I picked it up, started playing the parts of songs I have memorized, and then started looking for shit that sounded good. I found some, and normally I would tell myself that it really doesn’t sound that good. It’s too simplistic, and it’s grating on everyone’s ears.
Today, I just went with it. Kept playing, and whatever came out, came out. Some was good, some was bad, but it was one of those moments where you knew you were getting better just because you took a step in the right direction in terms of attitude.
I remember being a little pissed and a little depressed a few weeks back when Justin told me that the sketches probably won’t be as funny in the finished product. This will probably be true, as we are pretty limited in our abilities right now. It’s a home camera, a computer, and two people. So quality will probably suffer, but it just got me feeling like, “Then why even fucking bother? If even we don’t think it will turn out well, then why shoot it.”
This wasn’t Justin’s intention, but this was how eager my brain was to shut the idea down before we even started.
Now I’m just like, “Fuck it. We’re doing it.”
Too many times have I let opportunities pass me by. It took me awhile, but I’m convinced that these things I want to do are worth doing.
And if it flops, at least I took the shot.
I guess what I’m trying to say is fuck unnecessary pessimism.
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Do you ever read a murder story, and become really grateful for the things in your life?
I just did that.
It’s bad food for the mind when you’re trying to write a god damn comedy sketch.
So, I guess I’m saying pretend murder is a work of fiction if you’re trying to be funny for something else.
Back to work.
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I can’t seem to find anything right to say when I try to update this thing. Sorry about that.
I’ve been pretty busy. Projects I’m hoping to kick off, and trying to just keep positive about them. All the while trying to find ways to spend my free time.
So excuse the lack of updates and the deletion of updates.
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Listening to The Cribs and Communique. Two bands I learned about just last night. The Cribs are pretty good, but Communique is pretty great from what I’ve heard. I can’t get their album just yet but what they offer for downloads on their site are definitely worth a look. If you’re into the music I am, I guess.
They have a myspace so if you’re on that site (which I’ll probably be making a new account once I take care of some things because if you’re trying to get attention, it’s stupid not to show off your shit wherever possible) go check them out.
I’m trying to think of some filming ideas. And I keep drawing blanks because I’m currently working solo. Justin’s always out and about so god knows when we’ll have time to actually work on the sketches. And I don’t know anybody else who would want to make movies with me. So I’m limited in my ideas.
I can’t work on my music because my guitar string snapped for literally no reason other than it felt like it. This is very upsetting to me, by the way. I just felt like I was starting to know my way around the guitar and this happens. And I don’t have money for new strings yet.
I can’t complain too much, though. Something will turn up, and in the meantime I’m getting in pretty decent shape swimming. I’m looking at myself in the mirror these days and while I’m not ripped or anything, I’m not looking too bad these days.
At least that’s my opinion.
And if my experience with women has taught me anything, if I think I look decent, I probably look like shit to everybody else. Fuck my opinion. It’s a stupid opinion.
Oh well.
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I just walked for over 2 hours in 93 degree weather, just to go to safeway and buy some soda.
That, my friends, is the action of a crazy person.
But at least I have soda now.
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My neighbor can’t even wait until tomorrow to launch fireworks.
I don’t like fireworks.
They’re loud, they’re repetitive, and I don’t even get to enjoy the show because I live where every view is clouded by trees or something.
They also make my dogs bark and that means even more fucking noise.
In other news, I guess I’m looking for work again. Was trying to work on that whole film thing but I imagine I’ll have time if I can get a part time job or something. I doubt I’ll find anything, but I’ll keep my eyes open.
I’m not a real fan of 4th of July honestly. And I’m not looking forward to it. If there’s no booze and a bunch of annoying sounds all night long, I hardly think that’s a celebration.
Sounds a bit more like hell.
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So, I was actually going to make a new video for the youtube channel yesterday. Had it all written up, and even had the camera turned on and was ready to get started.
Then Justin came in and next thing you know my day was gone.
And then I was downtown all afternoon today. Waiting to see Public Enemies, finally seeing Public Enemies, and then waiting an hour for a bus to get home.
Overall, the movie was pretty good. Lasted longer than it probably should have and the ending was pretty depressing (even if you know the facts behind the story). But it did paint the cops up to look like the assholes I think many cops are.
And this was the first time I saw Christian Bale not do the Batman voice in awhile. Wish he had a bit more of a character here.
The day has been expensive (33 dollars in a day, yeesh) but it was fun overall.
I don’t know when I’ll get around to the video now, though. I’m pretty tired today, obviously. And for some reason, it’s hard for me to film something if it’s not quickly after I have the idea. Fuck.
And the other film project I was working on got a whole script and then I went to bed and thought, “I’m overthinking this.” So I deleted almost all the lines I wrote for myself. By this point, I’ve been thinking about the film too much and the idea got less interesting. Now when I think of actually trying to film it, the sound “Bleh” comes to mind.
Still, if the ideas don’t last longer than a day, they’re probably not worth filming in the first place. Going to have to test my software in other ways, I guess.
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Billy Mays. Died at the age of 50.
Michael Jackson. Died at the age of 50.
What the fuck is up with 50? It’s hardly young but it’s not like you’re really old.
Now, I don’t honestly think their deaths had anything to do with their age. Funny that you would come to that conclusion. Putting words in my mouth.
You feeling bad about something, pal? You feeling guilty?
Sorry, it’s not my place to judge you. I’m not a cop.
Not anymore. *Sigh* Damn heart condition.
Alright, that’s enough of that random shit that only I find funny.
Just think of this post as my way of saying RIP Billy Mays. His beard freaked me the hell out.
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So, I’m listening to the Essential Michael Jackson. I had a dream last night that he came back to life looking like he did in the “Thriller” video and even did the dance.
That’s kind of fucked up, right?
Still, his music is damn good and a good change of pace from most of the shit I listen to.
I think if we all could dance like him, nobody would ever go to war. Why would we? There’s no reason to fight when you can get down. Unfortunately, most of us can’t.
It is humanity’s curse.
I’m going to start filming that movie. If “Beat it” doesn’t distract me with it’s catchiness.
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And this is going to be a long journey.
Freezes up. Over complicates every little task.
But you can’t deny the results when you get it to work right.
There’s always a catch and if I want to make movies that don’t totally blow, I got to master this beast.
I’m going to be working on a project next week. Based off a short story I wrote but never posted anywhere. In fact, I deleted it out of anger. Still, it might make for some solid entertainment on the screen.
Even if it doesn’t, it’ll give me some practice with this shit at the very least.
Time for bed.
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So Michael Jackson died. That sucks pretty hard. Thriller is the earliest song I remember listening to, honestly. I remember convincing my mom to let me stay up just long enough to see the music video and being determined to prove her wrong about me getting scared. I didn’t get scared and it was just a few days ago that me, justin, and my brother watched it again online. We laughed our asses off.
While the world focused on his trials and his surgery, I didn’t really pay attention to any of that. Anytime I think Michael Jackson, I think about “thriller” and “beat it”.
See ya, moonwalker.
Took me about 3 hours last night (2 and a half hours longer than intended) but I got some new video software. Most of the time was spent just clearing up my hard drive to make room.
I’m eager to work with it and the sooner I rid myself of Windows movie maker, the better.
Also, my youtube channel is on hold still. Youtube seems to be against a lot of the content I find enjoyable so I’m not exactly eager to upload to their site to begin with. But I also don’t have any ideas for any new videos for that channel.
Eventually I’ll start filming the sketches, but I’m looking into alternative video sites where the quality will be better and even if I do upload to youtube, it will be on a new channel.
I have ideas for my own little movies while I’m waiting to start filming the sketches (and it’d probably give me a chance to practice with this software), but none of these ideas are comedic. The “Adentai” channel on youtube is sort of meant to be. I don’t have any funny ideas, though. At least not that I can do solo.
So it boils down to creativity being in a different direction and youtube sucking which doesn’t make me want to upload there at all.
So, a Michael Jackson RIP post and an update on videos. What more could you want?
Oh, and after numerous attempts to get into it, I’m finally having fun with Assassin’s Creed. It’s heavily flawed. I don’t even use the sword anymore because it’s so boring and sometimes Altair will jump off a clocktower into the ocean instead of the soft pile of hay introducing a “WTF moment”. Still, once you get past the learning curve and start stabbing a few people in the face, you finally feel like a damn assassin.
So now my hype for the sequel can be justified.
By the way, the future shit is still stupid. It doesn’t ruin the game, but I didn’t buy the game to play some guy who lies down in a machine and then takes a nap.
I’m leaving now.
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