Of Blade Runner, Star Wars and Rock Band

Blade Runner is one of those movies that I would be so excited to watch and then fall asleep halfway through.

Of More Journal Comics

That deer looked so sad.


I was honestly a little weirded out by that.


They patted me down!

Of Love Lines

I hope everyone had a happy New Year and a Merry Christmas/Channuka.

I've been working really hard on a new project and I am officially ready to share it.



It's a little mini-comic called "Love Lines." It is (will be) a series of short comics about relationships, nostalgia and just my perspective on things that I thought would make interesting drawing fodder. That image is the cover.

I plan on selling it off Brian's site and maybe starting an Etsy store or something, but if you read this blog, maybe I'll give you a copy. This is really just for fun. Just send me your address and I'll mail it off in a few days, probably over the weekend.

I'll put up some previews over the next few days.

Does this sound interesting to you?

Of Weekends and Legends

Another weekend has flown by and Christmas will soon be upon us. I have yet to purchase (or create) presents for loved ones, but I am working on something I plan on giving anyone who wants it. I'll wait for it to be complete before I ask if anyone wants it, simply because I'm afraid it won't be done before I leave for winter break.

My brother was kind enough to send me Super Mario Galaxy for Chanukah, so I have been playing that of late. A lot of fun and rather addicting, but I have a hard time finding moments to play.

Friday evening, (after I futzed around with Galaxy) Shannon and I basically hung out at the house. Made some dinner, caught up on some television and just relaxed. After driving all day, I really couldn't ask for more.

Saturday was spent drawing (for me) and running some other errands. Listened to some Ricky Gervais podcasts which made me laugh so hard I almost drove us off the highway. I can't think of the last time we laughed that hard. We caught I Am Legend that night and we loved it. A great blend of art house direction and big budget looks. Not perfect by any means (CG still looks like CG no matter how you slice it) but it was an extremely tense and (emotional?) distraction.

Sunday we complained about being lazy. We made a delicious breakfast (pancakes and eggs!) then tried to get out of the house. Went to Petco, saw some kitties (our weekend ritual) then tried to see how close we could get to the mountain range. Saw some huge houses, found a few parks, drove on the mountain then headed back. We lounged watching television, movies (Bewitched still sucks) and I drew a lot. That night we watched 30 Rock we missed that Thursday (it is quickly becoming my new favorite show) and Curb your Enthusiasm until we were exhausted.

I now have four days to finish the project, assuming I can do the copying, stapling and mailing on Friday/saturday.

I am looking forward to vacation. I fly out of LAX on Saturday and arrive in West Hartford on Sunday. Sunday I have lunch with family then drive up to Boston to spend Christmas with Shannon and HER family. On the 26th I drive back down to West Hartford and hang out with my family for the rest of the break. On the 29th we're going to see Sorkin's new play, the Farnsworth Invention and on the 30th I fly back out to LA. Brian and I are going to try to shoot some of "Keys," a sequel to Cloth and directly involved in Rhiannon Stories. Hopefully shooting that will spark some inspiration for the comic.

Of Movies

No Country for Old Men was incredible. Juno was merely good. Clerks 2 was not as bad as Shannon and Brian said it was (because there were a few moments that I sincerely dug) but it was still pretty awful. There was one line that I thought was brilliant, but it was so cliched and predictable. Where is Dogma Kevin Smith!? Where is edgy with a reason Kevin Smith?! Moving on.

I just finished blasting through the American Elf archives. Wow.

Also, 30 Rock has been really growing on me.

Of Weekends and Rolling Stones

Another weekend passes. Event-less really, but I will recant them to you regardless.

Friday night hit and I actually cannot remember what we did. Oh! I bought liquor and orange chicken to make (I've really been getting into cooking) so we delved into that while watching Angel. We finished Season one and made our way through Season 2. Saturday morning I woke up and gamed a bit while Shan slept. She awoke, I made up breakfast and we explored a bit. There's an old hardware store that is closing down and I hoped I'd find some cool steam punk stuff. To no avail. I did pick up a cool little mileage counter (I think) that I'll use for something. We then drove out to West Hollywood to Laser Blazer. On the way we saw kitten adoptions at the Petco and I swerved the car to park. There was an adorable little kitten that I wanted to hold, but lady Shannon wouldn't let me, afraid that I'd take her home with us. She was even named Shayna, a sign to be sure, as we were talking about how our old friend Mu Ge would mispronounce Shannon's name as such. Dejected, I drove us to Laser Blazer.

Laser Blazer had recently consumed Jay and Silent Bob's Secret Stash into it's store and I was curious. They have an excellent selection of DVDs, but I couldn't justify a purchase. Shannon got Dylan's doc No Direction Home. Then, for the first time ever, I got a Christmas Tree.

Sure, it was at Target, but a tree is a tree. Shannon bought tons of ornaments and lights and away we go! Headed home and set up the tree, put on Sufjan Steven's Christmas CDs and put ornaments on with Carter. I have never done this before; it was a lot of fun and quite the uplift since there were no chanukah swag to be found in Target and for once I was actually looking for it. The ornaments finished and Carter went out to a club. Made us some dinner, tried to decided if we were up to going out and figured we should stay in, seeing as neither of us felt up to braving the "cold." Threw in part one of No Direction Home, which was great, then promptly passed out.

Sunday. I woke up early, gamed a tad, made breakfast. Decided to go to the flea market across the street. We each got some awesome swag! Shannon picked up a new slick Smith Corona with 70's carrying bag while I got:

1. Nautical compass
2. Piano music for those Pianos that play themselves. They look like map parchment.
3. A golden pocket watch that doesn't quite work anymore, but was pretty cool regardless.
4. Two vintage Christmas ornaments.

Got lunch/dinner at Denny's (the first time in months) then drove to a Petsmart to look at adoptable kittens. This has become a new pastime. Saw an adorable half-Siamese, although he looked bored. Went to Best Buy to look for deals/Futurama movie. No go. Drove to Lake Street to walk around. We went into Penny Lane to rent some movies.

1. Futurama: Bender's Big Score
2. Surf's up
3. La Vie en Rose

We got home and made dinner, watched the Futurama movie with Carter.

What a disappointment. Funny, but not as great as I hoped. I'm extremely glad I didn't buy it. I'm sure a second viewing would make me feel better about it - the show is still far more clever than Family Guy. We then watched new Simpsons (funny!) and braced ourselves for Tin Man, which we hated. Tried to make it a drinking game (every time we rolled our eyes, take a drink) but we didn't have nearly enough alcohol. We couldn't even finish the drek and we were both half-watching it - Shannon was rocking the Sims while I hit level 21 with a troll. Still, the bed looked like a better place to be. Crashed at about 10.

Of Princesses and Paupers

I got home from Thanksgiving and Shannon and I immediately decided to see I'm Not There, the Bob Dylan "bioflick." The movie was quite good, though I admit I was confused through most of it. There is a great revelation moment at least halfway through that helped me understand the film, but on the whole it was exceptionally well done. While Across the Universe was made in the editing, the "jumping around in time" in "I'm Not There" was obviously a decision on the script level rather than post. All in all, good stuff.

Monday brought more work - a relatively easy day of getting lunch and running across town. During the day, the lady and I thought an evening date would be fun, so after work we met up on Hollywood Blvd at the El Capitan to see Enchanted. The tickets were way too expensive, but I decided to treat since the lady purchased Andrew Bird tickets that afternoon. There was no show before the feature (unlike the sing-and-dance we saw before Ratatouille) but after we found out there was an actual attraction.

Me: There's a thing after.
Shan: What is it?
Me: I think you can take pictures of all the princesses.
Shan: Skip it?
Me: Are you kidding? We are getting our goddamn money's worth.

The movie commenced and it was exceptional! The lost Golden-Age Disney film. Didn't take itself too seriously, was filled to the brim with references to past Disney films (my weak spot) and was just really entertaining. While there were one or two moments where I thought "...huh?" it was still way better than some of the Disney animated movies that came out in recent years (take THAT, On the Range!). Also, the animation? STUNNING. Even the CG stuff was stylized in a way that wasn't distracting. Disney truly has a hit on their hands.

Following the movie, I dragged lady fair to the Enchanted Tent attraction. Disney knows how to do it right. It was like going to a mini-Disneyland attraction! A man announced our entry, all the Disney princesses were dancing or standing at their own diorama. Video games (we battled it out on Guitar Hero 3), arts and crafts, actual costumes, photo references comparing Enchanted to every other Disney movie, princesses; a whole smorgasbord of kiddy fun. We walked around, gawked at how over the top it all was, then watched little kids run up to their favorite princesses (already wearing dresses) and hugging them as if they were real people. Adorable.

We left, exhausted and in good moods and caught up on Heroes. I dug the episode, but I wish there wasn't "one more episode." Rushing this season will hurt it in the long run, methinks. Spreading the season out would have been nicer.

Yesterday (Tuesday) was a busy day. I would out of the office most of the afternoon evening, so exhausted I actually passed out at a red light. Shan and I went shopping then returned home to catch up on America's Next Top Model. Heather (the model with mild autism) almost got the boot but thankfully she looked so effing gorgeous that she stuck around.

First photo and latest photo:





Incredible, right? Heather is by far my favorite this season. Nerd, geek, good looking, awkward. I'd by lying if I said I didn't have a crush. Here's hoping she takes it. I always love an underdog.

Of Sparkles and Sunshines

I am extremely disappointed in myself that I stopped watching South Park years ago. In Middle School, I watched the series first episodes with rapt attention. But as years went by my attention fell onto other exploits and South Park was lost in the fray. I started re-watching (semi-religiously) last year with Shannon as she was a rabid fan. They were good, if not great episodes. But it's THIS season that has really rekindled my love of the show. Imaginationland alone is an incredible endeavor, (perhaps) due to the overwhelming amount of references that littered those episodes. Excellent writing and excellent commentary have made it a must-watch for me just in time for this season to end. The most-recent/last episode of the season was also particularly side-tickling. Entitled "The List" we watched as the girls made a list (obviously) of the cutest guys in the class. Having found out I was number three on a list of the cutest Syracuse film majors (sultry blond Joe Moore was number one and tall/dark/handsome Colin Bannon was number two...or vice versa, it doesn't matter) this episode really cracked me up. I never knew how much power those lists had on our feeble minds. Of course, being number three, I don't really care either way.

This season is already drawing to a close. We've got three more episodes of Heroes (seven less than there should be, in my opinion, since it took nine to get the season going) and the last episode of The Office (for now) premiered last night. Soon we will all feel the cold hard grasp of the strike when we realize that we only have episodes of A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila reruns to keep us warm on dem lonely nights.

I'd like to take a moment and talk about what I'm currently watching (or, by next week, what I used to watch). Does that sparkle with everyone?

Mondays are Heroes nights, plain and simple.

Tuesday nights we usually use as "catch-up" nights, since there really isn't much on.

Wednesdays is our busy night. We've got Pushing Daisies and America's Next Top Model, followed by Project Runway, which is great as per usual. For Top Model, we're currently rooting for Heather, the mildly autistic dynamo with a heart of gold. Project Runway looks like it could be good this year, but I don't really like anyone that's on it yet. The crazy art teacher marionette designer makes me want to actually sit down and give it a chance. South Park has also graced the Wednesday night lineup.

Thursdays is our Comedy Night Done Right...night. We usually skip My Name is Early, simply because Shannon don't dig it and I don't have anything invested in it to watch. If we're laptop gaming we'll usually leave it on as white noise, but otherwise we skip it. 30 Rock I've been starting to watch more religiously, solely because I get a pretty good laugh out of it. My biggest problem with it is that most of the jokes I see a mile away, too obvious/too easy. This past episode was pretty good though and there is enough going on that I'll watch next weeks as well. The Office is a given, being the best "sit-com" that's on cable, and this season has been pretty great. Last nights was more heartwarming than usual, what with Michael Scott fighting loyalties between a bitchy girlfriend and a supportive company in order for Jan to win "a whole lotta guacamole." A great episode and sadly the last.

Friday and Saturday are dead nights, except for The Soup. If we watch television, it's usually DVDs of whatever show we're catching up on. Right now it's Angel and The West Wing, depending on our mood. I'm sure we'll move to Dead Like Me next, being such big Pushing Daisies fans.

Sundays are a mixed bag. Usually we just watch The Simpsons and (sometimes) Family Guy, but we don't really care enough to put the time in.

So yeah, that's our schedule. It seems like we watch a lot of television...which we do. But I'd rather watch any of these shows in lieu of seeing a movie these days.

Sunshine!

Of Layers and Slayers

After (almost) exactly three months, we finished the entire series of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Wow.

The show never ceased to amaze me. Every aspect about it charged me. The demon/vampire supernatural stuff hit my love of, well, the supernatural while the character development (and I know I sound "pretentious" saying that) just kept me riveted. I mean, there was an entire season, an entire season, about Buffy realizing why she should be alive. That was the main plot. One huge arc.

There is no reason why anyone should skip over the show.

But I wonder, was it actually just the show that was so incredible, or was it because I watched every episode with Shannon; Laughing and crying and just enjoying every minute of it?

The show is a testament to good writing and good storytelling. The arcs, the villians, the stories, the jokes. It was all there.

We just picked up the season eight comic and we still have Angel to go.

The story isn't done.

Of Suspensions and Disbeliefs

The strike has officially affected our company. I cannot go into extraordinary details about it, mostly because I'm not 100% sure of the details, but our development deal with a rather large distribution company of brothers (wink wink ) has suspended the aforementioned deal. We're not the only ones. Our wonderful CEO has been gracious enough to keep us all on financially until the holidays and after that it's up in the air. I'm honestly afraid to ask a lot of questions because I do not want to write myself out of the company, but it certainly is a weird feeling.

While Feature Film is doing fine (the scripts have already been written so there is plenty to go on) television is all ABOUT the writers. The future of TV is considered grim (by some). I personally have a "wait and see" attitude as to how this will affect television in the long run. Some think that the flux of reality shows will put the nail in the coffin while others suspect that the boom on the Internet will do it. I have no doubt that either will directly influence the outcome, especially since this whole strike is about the Internet.

So in a month or two I'll be out of work, unless the strike is resolved by then. I saw a news story about how the strike could last ten months, at the very most. That is quite a long time.

What will I do with the time? Honestly, I'll probably join the picket lines. January is a long ways away (although it seems to be rushing fast) and a lot could happen between now and then. It is an uncomfortable feeling, once again knowing that the gig will be up and my future uncertain. But Werner, the saint, will continue to pay until the new year. And I'll continue working for him.

Of Quips and Scripts

Months have passed and dust has been collected. But no more. With a deep breath I've decided to return to this blog and regularly update with my feelings on such things I have encountered. The truth of the matter is that I have been cheating on you, blogspot, with my high school blog. I am now over it and can now give you my full attention. I know I have to build back up our trust, but I know in time things will return to the way things were.

Or rather (since I only had one post) the way things should have been. My full attention is with you now and I promise I will not be persuaded otherwise. Let's get this show on the road.

In my absence from this dusty blog, I have gotten a job with Good Humor TV, Tom Werner's television company. Werner co-exec produced such television greats as "The Cosby Show," "Roseanne," "That 70's Show," "3rd Rock from the Sun" and "Grounded for Life." He also has a film company which produced "Let's Go to Prison" and "The Brother's Solomon." Suffice to say I am learning oh so very much about the television development world and I couldn't really ask for more.

Because of this, the writing has flowed like water. And by water, I mean water from a California river - it comes, thin and dirty, but arrives regardless. The spec of mystery (except to some) is nearly completion of a first draft and I am happy with the results. Writing for television feels like I have to relearn script writing - the concept of the three acts is tiresome for some reason. While the basics are the same (dialogue, action, etc) the format differs somewhat. At least, that's what Final Draft 7 leads me to believe. Figuring out where to break the act and to keep you reading is an interesting science and I haven't figured out the right chemistry to get it to work.

Last month I was paid to rewrite a science fiction script about the last man in the universe titled "Humanity's End." I did what I was paid to: the scripts vaguely resembled each other much to the chagrin of the man who wrote my checks. Alas, it was finished and I handed it off to him. It's been over a month now and I have yet to see what's happened to it. While I know that he will rewrite the script again (which is fine with me - it's his story) I am disappointed that he hasn't contacted me further to talk more about his thoughts about it. An email shall be sent!

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