Thursday, September 30, 2004

vegas baby... vegas

a whirlwind is surrounding me right now - as per usual. Exhaustion from the past two weeks of work squared, Curt pestering me about completing the next episode of The Unusuals and putting on the final touches to the final cut of The Italian, thoughts of a certain woman, too many new movies to watch (which is a stressing thing for me, rough life I know), and Vegas tomorrow.

I'll tackle this stuff in no particular order. Vegas - thank Christ is all I'm gonna say. Going to be great to meet up with some college friends not to mention a fresh 21 year old that needs a proper Vegas cherry breaking.

American Ocean stuff has been on the back burner because I've been so totally wiped from work and just want to veg out to a game or movie or anything else. Putting the finishing touches on The Italian is actually pretty tedious. I've editted fully that damn movie four times now - it's starting to feel like a job and I ain't gettin' paid yo. I'm just whining really, I do need to get it finished. Good thing Curt won't let me procrastinate for too long. The Unusual's has been pushed back as far as it can - we're shooting on the 17th come hell or high water. We've hit a brick wall as far as letting the old episode go down the drain... I've got an idea up my sleeve, just need the time to write it down.

Work... well it's over, no more inventory and I'm off tomorrow to drive up to Vegas. I really like the people that I work with and the job - but I can't stay there forever. If I could quadruple my cashflow that would be one thing, but that's simply impossible. Hell, I'm pretty much at the top of the heap after two years. It'll be time to move on in the summer - either that or take a deep breath and go part time and get back into school to study pyschology. Anything can happen...

As far as a certain woman I'll just put down some Marley....

Waiting In Vain

I don't wanna wait in vain for your love;
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love.
From the very first time I rest my eyes on you, girl,
My heart says follow t'rough.
But I know, now, that I'm way down on your line,
But the waitin' feel is fine:
So don't treat me like a puppet on a string,
'Cause I know I have to do my thing.
Don't talk to me as if you think I'm dumb;
I wanna know when you're gonna come - soon.
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love;
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love;
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love,
'Cause if summer is here,
I'm still waiting there;
Winter is here,
And I'm still waiting there.

Like I said:
It's been three years since I'm knockin' on your door,
And I still can knock some more:
Ooh girl, ooh girl, is it feasible?
I wanna know now, for I to knock some more.
Ya see, in life I know there's lots of grief,
But your love is my relief:
Tears in my eyes burn - tears in my eyes burn
While I'm waiting - while I'm waiting for my turn,
See!

I don't wanna wait in vain for your love;
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love;
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love;
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love;
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love, oh!
I don't wanna - I don't wanna - I don't wanna - I don't wanna -
I don't wanna wait in vain.
I don't wanna - I don't wanna - I don't wanna - I don't wanna -
I don't wanna wait in vain.
No, I don't wanna (I don't wanna - I don't wanna - I don't wanna -
I don't wanna - I don't wanna wait in vain) -
No I - no I (I don't wanna - I don't wanna - I don't wanna - I don't
wanna - I don't wanna wait in vain) -
No, no-no, I, no, I (I don't wanna - I don't wanna - I don't wanna -
I don't wanna - I don't wanna wait in vain) -
It's your love that I'm waiting on (I don't wanna - I don't wanna -
I don't wanna - I don't wanna - I don't wanna wait in vain);
It's me love that you're running from.
It's Jah love that I'm waiting on (I don't wanna - I don't wanna -
I don't wanna - I don't wanna - I don't wanna wait in vain);
It's me love that you're running from.

[ drainpip ] | 11:08 PM | 1 comments

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

zzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Good lord I'm flipping tired. Ever since Thursday we've been doing inventory at work (which means I've been doing inventory) and I've stayed until 6:30 every night, not to mention giving up one of my weekend days... oh well, it's over now and my next check will be super fat.

This last weekend I spent Sat. with my good buddy Andy (knew him from HS) and we swam, bbq'd (damn I'm a good cook btw), jacuzzi'd, talked EQ2 :) All in all a great day. Not only that but he... err... let me borrow a few games which all kick ass. But I haven't really had a chance to play them because I've gotten home so damn late lately!

Firefly kicks ass!!! It's some of the best scifi out there, and I've seen a lot of damn scifi. Umm... that is all, I need to relax!

[ drainpip ] | 7:15 PM | 1 comments

Saturday, September 25, 2004

I would...

...gloat about how great of a day I had just chillen with my boys and swimmin and bbqin, but certain loved ones that read this aren't exactly in the mood considering another hurricane is headed her way. Details later - I'm tired and have to DO INVENTORY TOMORROW!!!!

le sigh.

[ drainpip ] | 11:01 PM | 1 comments

Tuesday, September 21, 2004

a blistery, blistery day

So after yesterday's absolutely perfect weather, today seemed to be hell bent on spoiling the fun we were about to have. It turned up the thermostat a little outside got up into the mid 80's which is nothing around these parts, but the wind cranked up and was blowing like mad all day. This happens several times a year around here and I always forget how crazy people get when it's windy... it does something to us, maybe we're just dried out and have dirt in our eyes, who knows?

Well we're all lined up to shoot the next episode of The Unusuals, if only the rewritten script could get to the point where I'm happy with it. We had someone drop out recently which was expected, so we decided to do something clever, but it's difficult because we really kicked ass for the old Episode 3 and 4... ah well, can't win them all.

It was a tiring day at work and I've got a lot of internal issues I've been working on for a long time now, but other than that things are going well. I'll check in later when I have more to say.

[ drainpip ] | 5:54 PM | 0 comments

Friday, September 17, 2004

A.W.O.B.L.

The past two days have been pretty cool. I picked up Sims 2 on Wednesday after a damn meeting and played that until way too late. It's a great game, so many funny things that happen when it all goes wrong. Last night Curt and I watched a flick and drank plenty of Rum & Cokes... haven't done that in a while. This weekend is another busy one... I'll check back in after.

[ drainpip ] | 9:59 PM | 0 comments

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

an excerpt from my new favorite book

"I love you," Buttercup said, "I know this must come as something of a surprise, since all I've ever done is scorn you and degrade you and taunt you, but I have loved you for several hours now, and every second, more. I thought an hour ago that I loved you more than any woman has ever loved a man, but half hour after that I knew that what I felt before was nothing compared to what I felt then. But ten minutes after that, I understood that my previous love was a puddle compared to the high seas before the storm. Your eyes are like that, did you know? Well they are. How many minutes ago was I? Twenty? Had I brought my feelings up then? It doesn't matter." Buttercup still could not look at him. The sun was rising behind her now; she could feel the heat on her back, and it gave her courage. "I love you so much more now than twenty minutes ago that there cannot be comparison. I love you so much more now than when you opened your hovel door, there cannot be comparison. There is no room in my body for anything but you. My arms love you, my ears adore you, my knees shake with blind affection. My mind begs you to ask it something so it can obey. Do you want me to follow you for the rest of your days? I will do that. Do you want me to crawl? I will crawl. I will be quiet for you or sing for you, or if you are hungry, let me bring you food, or if you have thirst and nothing will quench it but Arabian wine, I will go to Araby, even though it is across the world, and bring you a bottle back for your lunch. Anything there is that I can do for you, I will do for you; anything there is that I cannot do, I will learn to do. I know I cannot compete with the Countess in skills or wisdom or appeal, and I saw the way she looked at you. And I saw the way you looked at her. Dearest Westley-I've never called you that before, have I?-Westly, Westley, Westley, Westley, Westley-Darling Westly, adored Westley, sweet perfect Westly, whisper that I have a chance to win your love." And with that, she dared the bravest thing she'd ever done: she looked right into his eyes.

He closed the door in her face.

Without a word.

Without a word.

[ drainpip ] | 9:10 PM | 2 comments

master and commander

I was just listening to the soundtrack and was inspired to doodle up something on the scribbler:



Can you see the ship in there?

[ drainpip ] | 9:09 PM | 1 comments

a new pc

AMD XP 3200+ 2.2GHz 400FSB 512KB - $204
Asus A7N8X-VM/400 nForce2 Athlon XP Motherboard - $82.99
Kingston 512MB DDR333 PC2700 Memory - $ 78.00 x2 = $156.00
Maxtor DiamondMax Plus 160GB Hard Drive w/Fluid Dynamic Bearing Motors - $90.00
ATI Radeon 9800 PRO AGP 8X 128MB DDR Video Card - $160.00
Network Card - $20.00
Cool case - $70.00

Grand total: 782.99 not including monitor... tempting... yes...

[ drainpip ] | 8:55 PM | 2 comments

Monday, September 13, 2004

scribbler



A little weird thing I doodled at the scribbler... I'm playing more and more with this, I'll plop some more up as I like them.

[ drainpip ] | 10:31 PM | 0 comments

What the bleep

That's what everyone's calling it anyway. Insert your favorite curse in there somewhere. The full title is "What the #!*& do we know?", a 'sorta' documentary. It's a study on the implications of quantum physics on the human reality. I love this stuff, it's really my cup of tea. Modern theoretical physics is getting wrapped up in the warm fuzzy blanket of Eastern Religion you say? As a matter of fact, it is - and has been for more than thirty years.

Extrapolating the basic fundamentals of quantum theory as we know it today says one simple thing: we are one. We are one connected thing. There is nothing separating myself with my computer's keyboard, there is no empty space. Well, I take that back, there's quite a bit of empty space. Matter is mostly empty. Matter is energy, energy is matter... we only perceive matter because we are an observer of the system we like to call matter. wtf?

It all makes sense if you just let it happen. Quantum theory goes against every grain of logic we've mustered into instinct over the entirety of our existence... no wonder it's hard to grasp. Yet, it is the theory of physics - it explains everything. Every time it's put to the test, it works. In many cases we have no idea why. We like to define subatomic particles and give them rules just so we can make sense of everything that's going on way down there - but we have no real idea. I could go on for a long time...

Anyway, for those interested in existentionalism, philosophy, theoretical science, religion, et al (which are quickly becoming one conversation), check this out if you have an art house nearby. It's a great conversation piece that I know most people simply will not see. I was surprised to see more than myself and my compatriot in the theater at 7:15pm on a Monday, which I guess means it's doing well.

[ drainpip ] | 10:21 PM | 1 comments

Sunday, September 12, 2004

weblog huh?

I used to dislike blogs back when they were simply e/n sites. Posting that you went to the bathroom, now you're taking a nap isn't exactly something I find interest in. The format has evolved now into many facets, some of which I think are kinda cool. Many of my friends are using blogger, so I decided to sign up to see if I like posting on my own site, but mostly so I could add comments to my friend's blogs. Anyway, if I think of something I'll post more.

[ drainpip ] | 1:00 PM | 1 comments

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