Feb 2008
greatend/weak end
The flier promised a party...
and the party delivered...
me and Conor from iFanboy.
More pics from the party here. Write up here.
I think it's pretty safe to say that whenever there's a comic book event, like Wondercon or Comic-Con, I have a fantastic time. Fantastic in the truest sense of the word. I was on the Bart train on Sunday morning heading to the airport and I literally could not help grinning. What a time!
This weekend was Wonder-Con up in San Francisco, and I ended up flying up for Friday and Saturday. It was super, super fun. My flights were crazy delayed but I was able to eek into the Darwyn Cooke (wiki, art) discussion and a DC Nation panel and get into the main hall for a bit. I won't go into it too much, but you should know that Darwyn Cooke is an incredibly amazing artist and writer--I am a huge fan. Like, massive fan, he's in my top 3 or 5 favorite comic book writers/artists list.
ohhh...man, it's way later. It's like four days later and I am actually sicker than I have been in years. I don't usually get sick, but already I was sick when I got home for the holidays and now I have some kind of flu, which I think I got from Tom.
So, I am all derailed from whatever I was talking about...regardless, Wondercon was fun, but hanging out with new friend Sonia and old friends James, Josh, Conor, Gordon and Ron was much more fun.
Other than that? I've been sick. Whit's still in Ohio, so I have been battling this flu by myself (which is good, I don't want her to get this thing), but it's driving me crazy. I haven't been able to work out and I fear I might have missed my favorite yoga teacher's last class for awhile. I must admit, if I don't work out for a few days in a row, I get nervous that I will just fall off the wagon altogether. I'll get back into it, I just hate feeling this way, I can't even fake feeling better. Craptastic.
I enrolled in an online screenwriting class that is going to start at the end of April. It's in concert with the All-Story magazine and I am both excited and nervous about it. Already I am thinking about possible story ideas and tossing them asunder, but I am hoping that the class will help me think about story ideas in a different, less binary way. I figure I spend a lot of time watching movies and I definitely have opinions, so I might as well do it for myself, you know? It's so easy to judge how bad a story is from the comfort of my couch.
We'll see how that goes.
Had a nice call from Jim in my acting class. I guess he's filming a "spec pilot" (basically filming a script that would then be shopped around as an original series) this weekend. I read the script (super random but fun) and gave him my stuff, but I didn't hear anything back. Considering they are filming right now (it is now Saturday March 1), I bet I didn't get the part, but that's totally fine--I was just flattered and happy that Jim figured I could do the job. Besides, I look and feel like death, and it's not a show about zombies.
Such a weird week. I have been in and out of life, in a way, auditions and work in the beginning of the week, work and pillows the rest of the week. I have an audition for some kind of radio play (or something, I don't know) where I have to bring in a few character voices...I think I've got them, but kind of nervewracking...like, gimme something to at least read so I can prep some characters that would be relevant, you know?
I am just looking forward to feeling better so I can think clearly again. I have been trying to read and write in this journal but I just kind of fade out after awhile.
time to upload. be well.
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still here
14/02/08 13:28 Filed in: General
Not a lot going on. Really. Usually I cannot seem to
keep up with all the stuff that is swirling around
me, but I gotta say, it's been pretty quiet. Which is
ok, it's fine, but I am officially
ready for things to start getting crazy again.
Whit's feeling better, slowly. She's probably going to fly to her mom's place in Ohio this weekend to get a break from the construction next door. They started sandblasting next door and it's jaw droppingly loud. So loud, in fact, that she's made a bed in the bathtub and has been napping there just to get some quiet. I really want to move but there's no way we can move right now...ugh, so frustrating. It really is intensely frustrating that there is so little I can do to make the situation better. Right now all we can do is wait for the gastridis to fade...away.
Work is okay. I am driving everyone nuts because I keep asking to get this updated posted because I have so many people asking me when the update will be posted. It's annoying to know your annoying people, but I don't really have any other recourse. I can't wait until this project is done.
Acting has been incredibly slow, slower than it has been in many, many months. No auditions in two weeks. (I think I had a callback last week.) It's fine, it's okay,but like I said...argh. The strike is now over, which is great news, so I am starting to get my stuff to all the people who told me to give them my stuff once the strike was done. We had a really good on camera class last night and I was relieved that the scene we worked on went well. (To be honest, everyone was awesome.)
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it's a few days later and I can't believe I actually thought things were mellow. I'm at the tail end of a pretty slow going 3 day weekend and I am just gonna post this real quick. Really looking forward to next weekend, when I will be up in Wondercon in SF, I will take pictures and blather wildly.
Whit's feeling better, slowly. She's probably going to fly to her mom's place in Ohio this weekend to get a break from the construction next door. They started sandblasting next door and it's jaw droppingly loud. So loud, in fact, that she's made a bed in the bathtub and has been napping there just to get some quiet. I really want to move but there's no way we can move right now...ugh, so frustrating. It really is intensely frustrating that there is so little I can do to make the situation better. Right now all we can do is wait for the gastridis to fade...away.
Work is okay. I am driving everyone nuts because I keep asking to get this updated posted because I have so many people asking me when the update will be posted. It's annoying to know your annoying people, but I don't really have any other recourse. I can't wait until this project is done.
Acting has been incredibly slow, slower than it has been in many, many months. No auditions in two weeks. (I think I had a callback last week.) It's fine, it's okay,but like I said...argh. The strike is now over, which is great news, so I am starting to get my stuff to all the people who told me to give them my stuff once the strike was done. We had a really good on camera class last night and I was relieved that the scene we worked on went well. (To be honest, everyone was awesome.)
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it's a few days later and I can't believe I actually thought things were mellow. I'm at the tail end of a pretty slow going 3 day weekend and I am just gonna post this real quick. Really looking forward to next weekend, when I will be up in Wondercon in SF, I will take pictures and blather wildly.
Pickled Tolitical
I am waiting for Gary to arrive and having an SMS
conversation with Aya about the upcoming election and
it got me thinking and actually feeling so I figured
I would hop onto/into the computer and get some
thoughts out.
I have been having wonderful political conversations as of late. My friends (liberal hollywood lefty souls that everyone seems to love to stereotype) and I have these great debates on who would be better for the country/world and I just laugh and enjoy the fact that we are struggling to figure if we should vote for a woman or a black man. I feel like all got invited to this really great party, like we just ended up going to the wrong house and they let us in anyway, and the music is great, the food is awesome, there's great wine and it's an open bar, and we're just so HAPPY and COMFORTABLE and full of glee...but we keep checking in with each other to make sure, "is this okay? When will we get kicked out?"
I was just texting to Aya (and wow, do I hate that word, but is it not so right, in a way? i send her text, no pictures, no voice, just the ASCII, m'am) how we must accept the fact that it's okay to be kinda excited. Yes, there are problems with the Dems, sure there are, let's just assume that, but still--it's hard to even imagine, but I figured things have to change because balance must be attained. Bush and Corporation came mighty close (or already have, depending on how gloomy your day is) to bringing down this country (and I realize there is time), to truly destroying our standing on this planet, and things just have to change because, well, things cannot continue to suck for this long. Yes, I am an idealist/optimist, but that's my wiring.
I do feel that America, I really do feel this, can inspire the world again. And there's a reason why people are actually excited about this election, because we have a chance to rally around a FIRST, a NEW EVENT, to deliver a president that has never existed before...because no matter who they are now, Hillary or Obama will change, they will be better, I truly think, they will be BETTER at this job, even better than they think they will be, because they will be so conscious of the decisions they make and how they will fill out the history they are already making. And those of us who are so upset, we want this kind of transformation, because we believe that that kind transformation is inherently good, that good will prevail. Not only that, we will feel more ownership, we will hold them more accountable, we will feel this leadership more because we are all living the new era together.
So, I wrote that this weekend and now it's apparently super Tuesday and right now I am sitting in another hospital waiting room, this time waiting for Whit to get out of an endoscopy to check out what's going on with her digestive system. It's been actually kind of a rough couple of days, with Whit experiencing Emergency Room-worthy abdominal pain, but she got a CAT scan yesterday and now the endoscopy should help reveal whether this is an ulcer or something. Preliminary results seem to point to some kind of mild pancreatitis as a result of the internal trauma associated with the surgery, which is a real bummer...but I am confident things are going to be okay once we know exactly what is up and how to alleviate the pain.
It never seems to stop. But I'm still gonna vote today. My friend Christopher is threatening to make a sort of political roundtable podcast that he wants me to be a part of. The last presidential election we were meeting once a week to discuss all that was over drinks at The Shortstop, I guess he's ready to record our m/utterings.
Gotta post this now.
I have been having wonderful political conversations as of late. My friends (liberal hollywood lefty souls that everyone seems to love to stereotype) and I have these great debates on who would be better for the country/world and I just laugh and enjoy the fact that we are struggling to figure if we should vote for a woman or a black man. I feel like all got invited to this really great party, like we just ended up going to the wrong house and they let us in anyway, and the music is great, the food is awesome, there's great wine and it's an open bar, and we're just so HAPPY and COMFORTABLE and full of glee...but we keep checking in with each other to make sure, "is this okay? When will we get kicked out?"
I was just texting to Aya (and wow, do I hate that word, but is it not so right, in a way? i send her text, no pictures, no voice, just the ASCII, m'am) how we must accept the fact that it's okay to be kinda excited. Yes, there are problems with the Dems, sure there are, let's just assume that, but still--it's hard to even imagine, but I figured things have to change because balance must be attained. Bush and Corporation came mighty close (or already have, depending on how gloomy your day is) to bringing down this country (and I realize there is time), to truly destroying our standing on this planet, and things just have to change because, well, things cannot continue to suck for this long. Yes, I am an idealist/optimist, but that's my wiring.
I do feel that America, I really do feel this, can inspire the world again. And there's a reason why people are actually excited about this election, because we have a chance to rally around a FIRST, a NEW EVENT, to deliver a president that has never existed before...because no matter who they are now, Hillary or Obama will change, they will be better, I truly think, they will be BETTER at this job, even better than they think they will be, because they will be so conscious of the decisions they make and how they will fill out the history they are already making. And those of us who are so upset, we want this kind of transformation, because we believe that that kind transformation is inherently good, that good will prevail. Not only that, we will feel more ownership, we will hold them more accountable, we will feel this leadership more because we are all living the new era together.
So, I wrote that this weekend and now it's apparently super Tuesday and right now I am sitting in another hospital waiting room, this time waiting for Whit to get out of an endoscopy to check out what's going on with her digestive system. It's been actually kind of a rough couple of days, with Whit experiencing Emergency Room-worthy abdominal pain, but she got a CAT scan yesterday and now the endoscopy should help reveal whether this is an ulcer or something. Preliminary results seem to point to some kind of mild pancreatitis as a result of the internal trauma associated with the surgery, which is a real bummer...but I am confident things are going to be okay once we know exactly what is up and how to alleviate the pain.
It never seems to stop. But I'm still gonna vote today. My friend Christopher is threatening to make a sort of political roundtable podcast that he wants me to be a part of. The last presidential election we were meeting once a week to discuss all that was over drinks at The Shortstop, I guess he's ready to record our m/utterings.
Gotta post this now.