Action Camus

Full color versions of the three shown here as well as several others
will be available in an upcoming Ivan Brunetti edited anthology.

Bad Habits

Today, I pulled another classic Spath move when I thought I accidentally threw away a DigiBeta tape a filmmaker had mailed into the fest. This is significant because after we make selections for the festival, filmmakers will send in a screening-quality replacement for their festival review turd. That usually equates to a higher expense than your standard writable DVD. I scurried about the office trying to find the misplaced tape, but alas to no avail. I tore through drawers and stacks on my desk. I rooted through the piles under my desk and cabinets on it. Nothing. I decided drastic action had to be taken and I found myself wallowing in the dumpster tearing through the trash bags I had disposed of earlier today. I came up empty handed. What was I to do? Tapes like that are not cheap for the independent filmmaker and how do I explain I threw the tape away? I came back inside with dwindling hope and looked through the stacks of tapes I had already received daring the tape to exist against all odds. Amazingly, the tape was sitting right on my desk, underneath another albeit in the wrong program stack. I had looked at this tape multiple times before in my search. This raises many, many questions:

How did I not realize that it was sitting right here?

Why did I have to get in a dumpster to find it?Why do I not know how to read?Why is this guy my new roommate?

So many questions and only one place to look...

Soon we will be one...

Everyday I live is one day closer to TRON. As evidenced by this picture, Jeremy Roenick feels the same way. I can only hope that one day I am reatomized into a computer landscape where survival is all that matters.

Face the Facts

Okay, people, it's time for me to come clean. I'm lazy. If you look at my blog over the course of the last month or so, it's all videos and links and pictures and ha-ha funny time. Nobody wants that. What about my insightful, hardboiled reviews of movies or poignant, colorful thoughts on comic books? A waste of time. I bore you, I bore myself. Okay, it's brass tax time. I've been super busy. I wrapped up shorts selections for the festival last week and now it's time to corral all of the invited shorts. I've fallen way behind on several other projects: the Beast video, the Rocky Horror video, and Rhonda's antique video. I do want to post a quick review of a nice weekend.

Friday, Karibe and I went to "Birth of the Cool" at the Kemper Art Museum on Wash U's campus. This was a lot of fun - lots of neat art, photography, music - just not enough time to see it all. Especially when you spend too much time in the money museum downstairs! We hope to get back before the installation closes (Jan. 5) and spend a little more time in the music section. You should, too. We had planned on watching "The Man With The Golden Arm" when we got back home, but MetroLink was against that plan, what with its half hour wait between departing trains at Shrewsbury. However, if you are a county resident, you should still vote for Metro expansion in November. We arrived home too late to spin the film - Kara's VBall tourney started early the next morn. We settled on a couple of "The Office" episodes and ice cream instead.

Kara left very early the next morning for her Kirkwood Freshman volleyball tournament and I left soon after for the most thrilling adventure my Saturday's have seen in a long time. I picked up Billion Mead around 8:30am and we ventured out to St. Charles to eat breakfast at my younger sister's charitable soccer event. After breakfast, we headed to O'Fallon to meet up with a crew of local filmmakers who are hoping to produce a feature-length, ninja-based film in St. Louis. We went out to the pirate festival in Wentzville to stir up some shenanigans while dressed like ninjas. The footage will make up part of a promotional campaign used to generate interest, buzz, and donations. I returned home thoroughly worn out from all of the excitement.

On Sunday, Kara and I planned to eat some sweet, sweet crepes, but the restaurant such eats wasn't opened. We then settled on breakfast at The Riverside Cafe. Not an ideal setting (with the hoosiers, smoking, et al) but the food was actually decent. The second part of our Sunday plan (walking architecture tour of downtown St. Louis) was also nixed because the tourguide was out of town. We went grocery shopping instead and we wrapped up the day with a roller hockey game. I also bought some new hockey equipment at discount, blowout prices. Most of the equipment will serve as an emergency or friend-in-need backup.

In the meantime, I'll continue to have my hands full with shorts programming, various video projects, and other odds n' ends. Hopefully I can get back to watching other movies, specifically the large stack of DVDs I have waiting for me at home.

Poly Sigh

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The good ole hockey game...

The NHL season starts in a little over a week and I've been playing in an inline league for the past seven weeks. Times are good. Here's hoping for ice hockey action soon...

Ole Sam Clemens...

Kinda neat.