I have been out or at Laika until after ten -- usually after midnight -- every night this week, preparing for the Worst Date Night Ever screening/party, which in case you didn't know is also the Premiere of Open. Fucking finally.

Anyway, here's the fruit of my week's worth of neck-killing, sleep-dodging, cat-neglecting labor:

Exhibit A, The DVD ( Read more... )

I don't really remember... I dreamt I took a shower and I kept forgetting or misreading the hour on the clocks and eventually I was two or three hours late for work (or school), but somehow that was okay because I was on the brink of such success... as a writer? I think.

I woke up after two hours of hitting the snooze (good thing I set it so far ( Read more... )

Friday I worked. This is only novel because half the week was spent in a headcold daze, either not at work or half out of it while at work. Friday felt like a normal day again. Then, dinner with Brie. Then, movie marathon with Brie, Martha and Spacecat. The theme: buddy movies! We watched Midnight Cowboy (to be fair, Brie and I only caught ( Read more... )

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It's been so busy lately. Socially I've been out enough to feel like I'm bouncing between my three favorite ladies -- Brie, Cassie, Martha -- almost regularly. I've been trying to help Martha's film, which is tough from the distance I'm at from things. I've been working long hours because Melissa's sick (I'm going in early today because Michael' ( Read more... )

December 2nd, 2007.
...I am sitting here with ice-cold feet and a stiff neck and my unchanged asspain, writing what I hope will be a short film script that all started when I thought it'd be fun to write a story around the phrase "the Waitress and the Mattress." It involves voyeuristic women, a lonely old man, the morse code idea, and a man who ( Read more... )

So while I've been struggling with all the things Birthday Writing Group tasked me with fixing, the unofficial (I wish they'd decide if it was official or not, but so it goes) announcement of an impending crisis has broken here at House 1844. Jeff and Briana seem to have decided Briana's hometown sounds tempting enough to draw them in, its ( Read more... )

I was on the set of Ghostbusters III, which was being shot in Portland. Laika was doing the movie-portions of the video game and we were allowed to visit the sets or scenes of the film when they weren't shooting and use them for our background plates. We were at the waterfront, just our crew and extras, no actors around. Dan Ackroyd was there, ( Read more... )

I woke up from two space/astronaut dreams. One I was alone in a rocket trying to reach Mars, struggling against time to plug in my laptop to stay in touch with my destination. The other I was alone on a space station and the Moon was calling me when nobody was supposed to be there. Both had more to do with a bank of machines in front of me, ( Read more... )

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