Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
"I'm So Tired"
Staying up trying to think of interesting things to say is a self-defeating practice. I need regular sleep a lot more than I need hamburgers. Besides, John Lennon wrote multiple great songs about how much he loved sleep, so this shall be my "I'm Only Sleeping." Except of course for the fact that it took no talent of any kind to write this quartet of sentences.
Monday, April 28, 2008
I'm a terrible person
But I couldn't help but laugh when I saw a girl I know from college's mini feed:
Anna* just got broken up with by email. 8:38
Anna left the group Girls Who Have Great Boyfriends. 8:55
*Not her name, jerks. I'm not that terrible.
Anna* just got broken up with by email. 8:38
Anna left the group Girls Who Have Great Boyfriends. 8:55
*Not her name, jerks. I'm not that terrible.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Post #99
I went to an auction last night to benefit the NWFF. People would ask what I was planning to bid on as though I had the kind of cash that could afford a $250 box of doughnuts (more than $20 per doughnut). I did however win a bottle of champagne in a ring toss. It cost me two pink "Bazins" to play, which I only later discovered was worth twenty real dollars. In the long run, considering I spent as much on a bottle of champagne as some people did on a single doughnut, I think I came out ahead. Good cause, good schmause, I want a deal.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
CY-WRATH
There was a nice article in the Seattle Post-Intelligencer yesterday about Michael Seiwerath, the executive director of the Northwest Film Forum, who is stepping down probably sometime during the summer. He's done a hell of a job with the organization and he's giving me his old bike, so clearly I think highly of him. This is probably of little interest to anyone else, but I wanted to remember where this article was. Also, on his future, Michael said:
I have some ideas about what I'm going to do, but nothing certain. There's a good chance that my friend Pete Erickson and I might start a pure fruit brandy distillery. Three weeks ago it seemed like a hobby or a pipe dream, but now I really think we might make a go of it.
Note to self: Keep in touch with Michael. Also, when NWFF co-founder Jamie Hook was asked about Michael's time with the organization:
I mean, eight years is a long time. It's two presidential terms. Any longer and it's going to get into Third World dictatorship territory.
Oddly enough, I could definitely see Michael taking over Liberia or something.
I have some ideas about what I'm going to do, but nothing certain. There's a good chance that my friend Pete Erickson and I might start a pure fruit brandy distillery. Three weeks ago it seemed like a hobby or a pipe dream, but now I really think we might make a go of it.
Note to self: Keep in touch with Michael. Also, when NWFF co-founder Jamie Hook was asked about Michael's time with the organization:
I mean, eight years is a long time. It's two presidential terms. Any longer and it's going to get into Third World dictatorship territory.
Oddly enough, I could definitely see Michael taking over Liberia or something.
Friday, April 25, 2008
Cult Movies
I've really been enjoying this AVClub "New Cult Canon" series. It reminded me of how much I liked the movie Primer. And I know we should always judge movies on their intrinsic values rather than their back stories, but I'm endlessly impressed that Shane Carruth, a non-film professional (an engineer at that) made a genuinely complex and intriguing movie for only $7000. It kills me that he doesn't have any future films on the apparent horizon.
One-hit-wonders are saddest in the film world. At least I think so.
EDIT: Nah, I take that back. You only have to make the film once, and then it can take care of itself. Musicians have to play their one stupid hit thousands of times on tour or starve to death. Even successful musicians are bound to their repertoires. The Stones have to play "Satisfaction," or risk the wrath of 60-year-olds who paid $100 per ticket.
One-hit-wonders are saddest in the film world. At least I think so.
EDIT: Nah, I take that back. You only have to make the film once, and then it can take care of itself. Musicians have to play their one stupid hit thousands of times on tour or starve to death. Even successful musicians are bound to their repertoires. The Stones have to play "Satisfaction," or risk the wrath of 60-year-olds who paid $100 per ticket.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
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