reverie

Pretty much if I didn't have to deal with the tools otherwise known as the Iowa Student Loan Liquidity Corporation, my life would be pretty excellent. I'm not even complaining about the ridonkulous cost of education at a small liberal arts college in the midwest. I just am sick of dealing with these idiots. Their motto is "Your partner in higher education." More like your partner in higher frustration. Of course it doesn't help that most of that information is still going to my parents' house & they are about the least organized people on the planet. They could just do us all a favor and send me my mail and I'll deal with all the crap.

That's right, this morning just after 9, I was awakened by my first earthquake. Don't worry it was just a little one, not like a Land Before Time get separated from your grandparents kind of thing. It's kinda weird, but kinda interesting at the same time. So not much else going on right now. I got some most excellent snail mail from Phil yesterday. And work was really great. After 5 months it feels like my life is really starting to fall into place.

Hooray for the Red Sox, baby! I told you 4 was the magic number of this post season. Fanfreakin'tastic! Other good things: - tonight's new ep of South Park (John Kerry = Giant Douche, if Trey & Matt said it, it must be true) ;) - chilling with my boss' wife & building Ikea furniture - being trusted enough after less than one week of work to lock up the office - the most excellent thunderstorm during the middle of work today- we have skylights in the office, so the rain hitting them was the coolest sound Yay for life being good. :)

I find myself working a new job this week for a company called Green Room Pictures. My first day of work I drafted a letter to a rep about prices for distributing this film my producer has the rights to. I had to compile some data from a spreadsheet and justify the prices we were asking. After that I had to type up an option agreement. Today I got a subscription to Variety and Screen Daily for the office and I read part of a script. Starting a new job is kinda scary, but I really like it so far, 2 days of course being a fantastic measure of job satisfaction. Tomorrow I will be helping to assemble some more Ikea furniture for the office. Yay for those Swedes & their cheap furniture! Save for the couch apparently that we are having delivered to the office this weekend that cost almost $1200. Crazy. Oh, and just in case there is any question, the toilet is actually not from Ikea, but almost everything else is, including the bathroom sink and the water dish for the dog. Yes, my produce

You know what made me laugh today? That lady on the Third Street Promenade in Santa Monica who came up to us and asked if we wanted to help elect John Kerry. She was of course met with a resounding, NO! from me. Not in a mean way, just a very decisive one. I was amused. I got my voter registration card today, so now I know where I can go vote. So the other day I forgot to mention about the guy we saw riding a bike & wearing a baby carrier with his dog in it! Good times. There needs to be a way that I can take pictures while driving . . . Of course, I assume it was his dog. Perhaps it was in fact a dog he had stolen and he was on the run. Odd dog kidnapper guy is a far more interesting story than just odd dog guy.

Welcome back to our long lost friend of a topic, Garden State. A shout of jubilation rises throughout the land, and by land I mean the 7 people who read this. :) Okay, maybe 5, but you know that you are all excited to return to this topic after all it is one of the best movies you've ever seen. The point of this return is that I saw Garden State for the 5th time today. And it's just as wonderful as I had remembered. Anyway, not much else to say right now, it's another really late night. Any wisdom you were hoping to find here tonight is simply not available right now. Should you however wish to contact me personally for any kind of insight feel free to. Note: not a shameless attempt to boost the number of emails gracing my inbox. RV & I cooked some rockin' good food tonight, anyone interested in some gooey, delicious caramel brownies is welcome to stop by my house. Note: is a shameless attempt to attract more visitors. ;) I'm leaving you all now because sleep so

Did you catch that game tonight because it freakin' rocked! Woo! World Series time, baby! Will blog more when it's not almost 2 am. Rebecca is in town for a few days & we just spent a rocking time playing cards, she totally killed me. Tomorrow vengeance shall be mine! In the mean time, everyone get rested up & get ready to start cheering on Saturday! Baseball rocks!

Two games tied 4-4 (including Game 4), 4 runs tonight in the 4th inning, and tomorrow night the 4th game we need to win. Anyone else sensing a pattern? Red Sox, baby! Get your red on tomorrow- tshirts, sox, underwear, whatever. I will send a dollar to any guy who paints his fingernails red for tomorrow, watches the game, and cheers for the Red Sox.* Yay for awesome baseball! Props to the umps tonight for having two meetings and making the right call both times. Woo! From the Simpson's commercial: Take me out to the ballgame Take me out to the crowd Buy me a beer and a beer and a beer Homer! . . . and some nachos So I got another job today. I have 3 sort of part-time assistant jobs right now, all film related, so yay. We'll see where this takes us. It's kind of nice having non-traditional employment. It's a little crazy, but the free time is nice. Here's hoping that I start making enough to pay rent . . . Have a happy Wednesday everyone!

You know how when you want to quote a movie, but then you can't find the quote on the internet anywhere, so you have to transcribe it yourself? This is for you, freshly transcribed by me from "Life as a House." "It struck me, strong as anything ever has -- I'm happy today." "And what were you before today?" "I don't know what it was -- the way the sun struck the ocean or the sound of the waves. It was simple whatever it was." I always think of that quote whenever I have this rush of realizing that I'm happy in a particular moment. I am happy today. So I bring to you the "I like . . ." post. :) I like how I put my Bush/Cheney sticker up in my room as a decoration. I like how I had a really good night even though things did not go at all as I had planned. I like when my plans fail and something better happens. I like it when it is brisk and rainy in LA as it is right now and actually feels like fall.

1. so your mom can't make you get a flu shot 2. so you can pretend like you're doing something useful with that piece of paper you'll be paying off for the next 10 years or until you make that hit indie flick 3. so you can get your own newspaper subscription and feel like a real adult 4. so you can live in a city in which it never rains and then be excited when it does rain except for at first when you think someone might be peeing outside 5. so no one yells at you when you turn Downy balls into cat urine grenades 6. okay, so there aren't that many reasons, the main one just being that flu shot thing. The next time someone sticks a needle in me it better be for something fun, no not like heroin, if you've seen Trainspotting and still think that looks like fun you're messed up enough that you really shouldn't exacerbate the problem with drugs. I mean something fun like having to get immunizations to go to India or something like that, the immunizations

pumpkin spice latte = a little bit of joy in a cup :) It's Starbucks special latte right now, so if you find yourself near a Starbucks you should stop and get some deliciousness. Not too much going on right now, just sitting on the phone on hold, so I thought I would leave a little message for all of you wonderful people who read this. Enjoy the remainder of your weekend & call a friend you haven't talked to in awhile. This is not some sort of attempt to get any of you to call me. Call someone you haven't been in touch with in longer than you can remember. It will make their day & probably yours too. That person I was waiting for on hold was a friend I hadn't spoken with in quite some time & it was nice to have a real conversation. Email is great, but nothing beats hearing someone's voice. Well, nothing beats drinking coffee and chatting, but when distance is an issue, nothing beats talking on the phone. So, when you have some time to spare, make tha

So when I see that there is 1 new message in my inbox I find myself getting all excited, wondering what wonders await me and who has left me a message. And then sometimes I find out that it is only evil junk email and as I angrily depress the "spam" button I think how foolish it was to get excited about new email. I need to get a life & more friends who are not long distance, or any friends who are not long distance for that matter . . . Seriously email is the highlight of my life, and those rare occasions that I get real mail. What a sad and pathetic existence I lead. I haven't even seen a legitimate film in over a month.

things that make me want to scoop my brain out with a spork: (in no particular order) 1. the astronomical cost of gas, if regular hits $2.50, I'm done 2. reality television That about covers it right now.

So apparently Trey Stone of South Park fame said in Rolling Stone, "If you don't know what you're talking about, there's no shame in not voting." Apparently this infuriated Sean Penn. Penn wrote Stone and his partner Matt Parker a scathing letter saying it's "not so well, to encourage irresponsibility that will ultimately lead to the disembowelment, mutilation, exploitation, and death of innocent people throughout the world." Of course Sean Penn is way anti-Bush, so what he's really saying is that if you don't get Bush out of office it will result in the loss of bowels for unfortunate innocents throughout the world. Not quite sure how that all works out. I'm pretty sure that whatever is actually the root of all this disembowelment will likely still be going on even if Kerry is elected. I might also mention that we found killing fields this week filled with men, women, and children, so anyone complaining about going to war in Iraq can thin

Yeah, I'm officially boycotting Columbus day. Can anyone tell me why we actually have Columbus day anyway? We named the country after someone else, so was this sort of like a consolation prize? I mean the man didn't even know he was in the wrong place, thus that whole snafu wherein everytime I tell someone I'm half Indian they ask what tribe. Not kidding, wish I were. So what, we say, yeah you sucked at that whole sailing thing, but we'll dedicate a day to you just for the heck of it so we can have another special shopping weekend and so the post office can get another day off. Which, by the way, I checked my mail 4 times today before realizing it was freakin' Columbus day. In my defense, the mailman usually comes at 11, but somedays not til 3, so it's all very crazy. Anyway, when I checked the mail for the last time at 6 pm I realized that in fact it was a mail holiday and that we were in fact not just losers. Whew, that was a close one. Anyway, on Amerigo Vesp

I haven't blogged in awhile. I had a good week, except for the part wherein I didn't get any emails. But now I am sad. Not 'cause of the email thing. My dad was in town this week, but he left today. My dad is the coolest. For real. We went to this killer Indian restaurant last night that is just down the street from me. Hooray! I ordered my food spicy & it was hot , I quite enjoyed it. The chicken curry tasted like my chicken curry, and as Shauna knows, you can't beat that. :) And the chai was heavenly. Seriously, if I had someone I could just sit and drink chai with, view films, make the occasional trip to the Getty, and discuss books, I think that would pretty much do it for me. For those of you who may not know, the Getty is perhaps the best place in LA, an art museum that is as cool on the outside as it is inside. Oh, that previously mentioned person should also enjoy me cooking for them a lot. That would be perfection. Anyway, so yes my dad went back home today

Sometimes the most amusing stuff I can offer you comes not from myself, but from some of the wonderful people I know. Crazy right, that I'm not the funniest person you and I know. I don't mean to stun you with this fact, but it's only fair to be honest. Granted I'm like way up there on the funny chart, but so are these two guys. First being Raj, whom you all have come to know and love, his words at least as they keep popping up here. "you NEVER gripe about free food. that's a fundamental rule of life. rumor has it that it was in the running for being on the 10 commandments, but it got edged out by murder" I would just like to point out that I was not the one complaining about the free food, it was this tool that I met tonight. And no, I wasn't paying for the food either, my dad was. And the tool was the guy who is attending this computer convention with my dad, the guy who is with the company who paid for my dad to come out here. Pretty convenient that

So I was originally planning on going off on this whole discourse related to Fight Club and ultimately the whole, "you are not your job idea." I think that is true, so long as your stuck in a job that is all about the money. But perhaps what should be true is that your job is you. What you do should be what you love. At the end of the day, even in the do what you love scenario, I guess it is true that you are not your job. Ultimately, hopefully, you are more. I am not just a film producer. I am someone who cares deeply about the people in my life. I am a listener. I am someone who looks forward to getting married and raising a family. I am a dreamer. I am always trying to grow, and yet often fighting it. I am a complex individual. I want my job to fit into the equation as it is my passion, but I do not want my job to be the equation. Happiness isn't wrapped up in what I do. I won't always be in a job that I love. I may not be able to make that movie that I desire to a

I came home the other day to find a Snapple truck blocking my driveway. No thank you. I do like Snapple, but that was uncool. I should have asked for some free since he was causing me an inconvenience. And then today I went to the bank and the one closest to my house has literally only 20 parking spots. All of them were full, but a BMW pulled out just as I got there, so that all worked out. But when I went inside there were only 4 people in the bank. If we do the math correctly that means each person drove 5 cars. So I'm thinking about this and I believe the traffic congestion in LA would be greatly alleviated if each person would only drive one car at a time. Of course, you might have some kind of outlandish theory that maybe people were in the bank parking lot and not patronizing the bank. It's a little crazy to say that, I mean there are signs clearly marking the spaces as only for bank customers, and surely on a street filled with shops and no parking to speak of, no one wo

You know how work can get in the way of seeing a movie in the middle of the day? It can be quite obnoxious like that. Ah well, at least I'll be getting a paycheck tomorrow. That will be helpful to pay for the binge drinking that might ensue should my dad not end up making it out here on Monday. I'm kidding about the drinking, but I would be quite depressed if things don't work out. He called today & said it might not happen. The one really good thing that was going to happen for me in like 3 1/2 months and now it's iffy. That's always a nice way to make the day suck. Not to mention the people, and by that I mean someone who I know doesn't read this so don't feel bad, who when you're talking to them about something serious start talking about the new car they're gonna buy next. Can I just say that I was talking about how I probably will not be able to pay my own rent for * another* month, and she starts talking about what new car she's going