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first things first. About ten seconds ago, i was really excited about making my first ever LJ post. Now, sadly, it's waned. But it still feels right. I blame the waning on the sam adams. As far as i know, Lauren is the only person who knows i even have this LJ pile-o-whatever. I created it about 4-5 months ago and have since been waiting for just the right time to post something to it. Oh well....now seems to fit the bill. Maybe b/c i feel like im at a sortof crossroads in my life....well, at least minimally...or maybe it's the SAM talkin....either way....a good thing is what i'm calling it.
Oh, BTW, lauren: "littlenlauren" it's your job to tell everybody about this.....oh...and thanks, btw.
also....a disclaimer: I'm long-winded. If you don't like it, that sux for you....stop reading. But, probably, if/when i post to this, it'll be long. Oh well, tough-titties. I'm only writing this for the people who care enough to read it all anyway....so. If that's not you, it's cool w/ me....is it cool w/ you? (That's a better question)
Ok so.....pretending that you care....this is me now: I'm sitting at 110th and CPW....which is actually VERY close to where i used to live. Yeah, i said "used to." As most of you probably didn't know, i moved out of dominican hell. Truth be told, it wasn't that bad all the time. But, the truth is, i put up w/ waay too much of their shit for waay too long. And now, even though the turmoil of leaving (and finding a new apartment) on 3 days notice was enough to make a common man suffocate, i'm much better and free-breathing now, after the waters have settled a bit. Right now....well, for about another week-and-a-half, i'm in Harlem. I've been there for the past two months. Haha...its funny, actually... B/c every time i tell someone that, they're all: "oh my...really?" and they get all concerned and shit. haha, it's funny....its even worse w/ people who are in alabama or something like that. I think my roomate, Jason, said it best. (Talking to his mother on the phone): "yeah mom.... we have to keep the windows closed..... or they'll throw DRUGS in on us." haha. But for real....it's cool. People are cool.... Ain't nobody tryin' to front! Y'all can chill...i'm ok.
And yes...since you asked... My pal Jason moved up here about 2.5 months ago. He's from around cullman (Bremen, AL, actually--for the privy). He's really one of my best pals in the world and i couldn't be happier that he's here. We met, originally, playing together down in florida. Or, for those of you (mis)fortunate enought to have seen me playing around birmingham prior to graduating (with the "Red Mountain Ramblers"), he was the drummer. It's funny... when i think back to the date, two months ago, when he moved up here, it seems like a year ago. It's crazy how time flies/doesn't fly in this city. This place is really such a vacuum....impossible to quantify.
As for the crossroads (or not) mess i mentioned earlier... It's not that big-a-deal really. More just the fact that i'll probably FINALLY be moving into a place that's "mine" for the first time since i've been here (which, incidentally, is encroaching upon the 1 year mark). Last thursday, me and jason saw a place--roughly located in prospect heights, brooklyn that we really like. At the moment, we're waiting for the owner (ron--who was actually most down-to-earth and cool....sadly, something of an exception to the rule, when it comes to this sort of thing) to get our credit reports and finally choose us as the people he wants to move into his newly-renovated 1st floor 2 bedroom brownstone apartment.
[ok...break....FTPing a few files...for the podcast.....brb]
Ok....sorry 'bout that. But, it's the reason i originally came to this coffee shop in the first place. So, chill, will ya? haha. Anyway, back to the apt. Nothing much else to say.... except for the fact that we've been working our ASSES off looking for a place. Before we got started, i told Jason that apartment hunting in this city is PURE HELL.....far worse than trying to find a job. I guess he didn't believe me...but, the other day he was like: "yeah, you were right....this shit sucks." Maybe we're done w/ it all. Truthfully...we've taken the whole weekend off from looking at places. It's not the smartest thing in the world....because...even though we really like the place we saw, it's not "done" its not "official" so, passing up on this weekend of prime time apartment viewing time is a little foolish....but shit...i'm tired. If crunch time is up ahead....i'll rise to it. I ain't skeer'd.
Anyway (ok...i say that word waay to much...i know....so kill me)... My weekend has been full of rotoscoping, frame painting and greenscreen keying. As much fun as it all is...and as much as i'm eager to see the finished product...i'm tired as hell of "paint work" I think if i look at another frame that needs the 'schmutz' painted off it...i'll scream. Did you know that progressive video has 30 full frames per second? And, if you're editing HD...each frame is at least 1 mega-pixel's worth of information? Also...you might care to know that the amount of time it takes, from beginning to end, to produce a 60sec. spot is well into the HUNDREDS of hours worth of work! can you believe that? It's like...1sec = ~3hours. It's ridiculous. But...i admit, i love it. Too bad i can't do this kind of shit every day at my day job. But that's another conversation entirely.....perhaps i'll get to that next post. [sorry if i completely bored you with all that...totally geeky. If you have no idea what i was talking, about, don't worry....it just means you're not as geeky as me....you're probably better off for it.]
Anyway... I could type a million words more.... But i'll spare you from that. Maybe it'll keep you on edge enough to come back and read next time. But, rest assured.... I miss you all terribly.....TERRIBLY! I said this on the phone to brett a couple of days ago, but being able to just answer my ringing phone, working on the belt at FedEx and telling the voice on the other end "HELL YEAH!... I'd love to come hang out on Caldwell tonight" is something i miss from the core of my soul. Please know that. I know everyone's starting to get all scattered over this damn globe. But...the tie that binds us really knows no bounds. I love you all.
and....for the record....once i get my place...you have NO excuse for not coming up and sleeping on my couch....and all of you who don't will have to answer to me!
but...i'll still love you.....i'll just pretend to be mad.
first things first. About ten seconds ago, i was really excited about making my first ever LJ post. Now, sadly, it's waned. But it still feels right. I blame the waning on the sam adams. As far as i know, Lauren is the only person who knows i even have this LJ pile-o-whatever. I created it about 4-5 months ago and have since been waiting for just the right time to post something to it. Oh well....now seems to fit the bill. Maybe b/c i feel like im at a sortof crossroads in my life....well, at least minimally...or maybe it's the SAM talkin....either way....a good thing is what i'm calling it.
Oh, BTW, lauren: "littlenlauren" it's your job to tell everybody about this.....oh...and thanks, btw.
also....a disclaimer: I'm long-winded. If you don't like it, that sux for you....stop reading. But, probably, if/when i post to this, it'll be long. Oh well, tough-titties. I'm only writing this for the people who care enough to read it all anyway....so. If that's not you, it's cool w/ me....is it cool w/ you? (That's a better question)
Ok so.....pretending that you care....this is me now: I'm sitting at 110th and CPW....which is actually VERY close to where i used to live. Yeah, i said "used to." As most of you probably didn't know, i moved out of dominican hell. Truth be told, it wasn't that bad all the time. But, the truth is, i put up w/ waay too much of their shit for waay too long. And now, even though the turmoil of leaving (and finding a new apartment) on 3 days notice was enough to make a common man suffocate, i'm much better and free-breathing now, after the waters have settled a bit. Right now....well, for about another week-and-a-half, i'm in Harlem. I've been there for the past two months. Haha...its funny, actually... B/c every time i tell someone that, they're all: "oh my...really?" and they get all concerned and shit. haha, it's funny....its even worse w/ people who are in alabama or something like that. I think my roomate, Jason, said it best. (Talking to his mother on the phone): "yeah mom.... we have to keep the windows closed..... or they'll throw DRUGS in on us." haha. But for real....it's cool. People are cool.... Ain't nobody tryin' to front! Y'all can chill...i'm ok.
And yes...since you asked... My pal Jason moved up here about 2.5 months ago. He's from around cullman (Bremen, AL, actually--for the privy). He's really one of my best pals in the world and i couldn't be happier that he's here. We met, originally, playing together down in florida. Or, for those of you (mis)fortunate enought to have seen me playing around birmingham prior to graduating (with the "Red Mountain Ramblers"), he was the drummer. It's funny... when i think back to the date, two months ago, when he moved up here, it seems like a year ago. It's crazy how time flies/doesn't fly in this city. This place is really such a vacuum....impossible to quantify.
As for the crossroads (or not) mess i mentioned earlier... It's not that big-a-deal really. More just the fact that i'll probably FINALLY be moving into a place that's "mine" for the first time since i've been here (which, incidentally, is encroaching upon the 1 year mark). Last thursday, me and jason saw a place--roughly located in prospect heights, brooklyn that we really like. At the moment, we're waiting for the owner (ron--who was actually most down-to-earth and cool....sadly, something of an exception to the rule, when it comes to this sort of thing) to get our credit reports and finally choose us as the people he wants to move into his newly-renovated 1st floor 2 bedroom brownstone apartment.
[ok...break....FTPing a few files...for the podcast.....brb]
Ok....sorry 'bout that. But, it's the reason i originally came to this coffee shop in the first place. So, chill, will ya? haha. Anyway, back to the apt. Nothing much else to say.... except for the fact that we've been working our ASSES off looking for a place. Before we got started, i told Jason that apartment hunting in this city is PURE HELL.....far worse than trying to find a job. I guess he didn't believe me...but, the other day he was like: "yeah, you were right....this shit sucks." Maybe we're done w/ it all. Truthfully...we've taken the whole weekend off from looking at places. It's not the smartest thing in the world....because...even though we really like the place we saw, it's not "done" its not "official" so, passing up on this weekend of prime time apartment viewing time is a little foolish....but shit...i'm tired. If crunch time is up ahead....i'll rise to it. I ain't skeer'd.
Anyway (ok...i say that word waay to much...i know....so kill me)... My weekend has been full of rotoscoping, frame painting and greenscreen keying. As much fun as it all is...and as much as i'm eager to see the finished product...i'm tired as hell of "paint work" I think if i look at another frame that needs the 'schmutz' painted off it...i'll scream. Did you know that progressive video has 30 full frames per second? And, if you're editing HD...each frame is at least 1 mega-pixel's worth of information? Also...you might care to know that the amount of time it takes, from beginning to end, to produce a 60sec. spot is well into the HUNDREDS of hours worth of work! can you believe that? It's like...1sec = ~3hours. It's ridiculous. But...i admit, i love it. Too bad i can't do this kind of shit every day at my day job. But that's another conversation entirely.....perhaps i'll get to that next post. [sorry if i completely bored you with all that...totally geeky. If you have no idea what i was talking, about, don't worry....it just means you're not as geeky as me....you're probably better off for it.]
Anyway... I could type a million words more.... But i'll spare you from that. Maybe it'll keep you on edge enough to come back and read next time. But, rest assured.... I miss you all terribly.....TERRIBLY! I said this on the phone to brett a couple of days ago, but being able to just answer my ringing phone, working on the belt at FedEx and telling the voice on the other end "HELL YEAH!... I'd love to come hang out on Caldwell tonight" is something i miss from the core of my soul. Please know that. I know everyone's starting to get all scattered over this damn globe. But...the tie that binds us really knows no bounds. I love you all.
and....for the record....once i get my place...you have NO excuse for not coming up and sleeping on my couch....and all of you who don't will have to answer to me!
but...i'll still love you.....i'll just pretend to be mad.