Well, I have plans for a great novel. One that could easily be translated into a blockbuster! It deals with all sorts of typical movie themes all lumped into one. It also begins the transition of my blog from pointless text floating through cyberspace into genius. Yes, my blog is now genius.
So here is the basic outline. I am kind of thinking of this idea at the moment, so we'll see.
It begins with a pack of werewolves in central MN. We'll say Long Prairie. And they are typical werewolves except the problem they face is that after they spend a night under the full moon killing and eating cattle, they turn back into humans and find themselves out in the middle of nowhere, naked, and it's 0 degrees outside. I mean who has never been there before? So we will have different stories from the lens of the werewolves who must find out how to stop dying, the populace which is terrified from all these cattle killings as well as frozen naked corpses found in the middle of fields etc. And of course you have the sheriff (think Tommy Lee Jones) trying to put all the pieces together before he retires in 6 months. Oh, and just for fun I guess we might as well have one of the main werewolves head over heels for the sheriff's daughter who is helping him on the case.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Pop quiz
A Chicago guy. Graduated from Harvard. Very interested in politics. Half Kenyan, half white. Really liked by Mark. You guessed it. Tom Morello!
I was working yesterday, trying to find a way to kill time. We were listening to the radio and they said that TM would be at the Electric Fetus. My "client" didn't seem too interested in the idea and I didn't want to push it on him. But he eventually caved. TM would be playing a few songs and signing autographs for his show later that night. So we went and when we got our autographs TM says something like "hey, are you guys coming to the show?" We say no and then he asks us if we want to. We of course say yes and then he tells his right hand man or whoever to add us to the guest list. Then at the show we get a guy with a flashlight to escort us right up to the very front of the crowd. And I got paid the whole time...it was pretty cool
The thing I think makes him a really cool guitar player is not that he just rocks...which he does, but rather that I could listen to 5 seconds of any of his solos and immediately know who it is. Every rock band has a guitar player who launches into solos in every other song. But they all kind of sound the same. Maybe he just has a bad guitar or something and that is why it is so identifiable. I don't know. He also tears up the harmonica which I discovered last night.
I was working yesterday, trying to find a way to kill time. We were listening to the radio and they said that TM would be at the Electric Fetus. My "client" didn't seem too interested in the idea and I didn't want to push it on him. But he eventually caved. TM would be playing a few songs and signing autographs for his show later that night. So we went and when we got our autographs TM says something like "hey, are you guys coming to the show?" We say no and then he asks us if we want to. We of course say yes and then he tells his right hand man or whoever to add us to the guest list. Then at the show we get a guy with a flashlight to escort us right up to the very front of the crowd. And I got paid the whole time...it was pretty cool
The thing I think makes him a really cool guitar player is not that he just rocks...which he does, but rather that I could listen to 5 seconds of any of his solos and immediately know who it is. Every rock band has a guitar player who launches into solos in every other song. But they all kind of sound the same. Maybe he just has a bad guitar or something and that is why it is so identifiable. I don't know. He also tears up the harmonica which I discovered last night.
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Self Defense Videos
There are a lot of them online. Some are really good. Some are really dumb. While I am not opposed to selling crap to suckers for their hard earned cash, I opposed to wearing a blackbelt and then telling poor little Harley how he can make a not so bad situation much worse for himself.
Yes Harley, when the bully grabs your shirt...just poke him in the belly with your fingers. I am sure he won't proceed to give you the beating of your life.
Yes Harley, when the bully grabs your shirt...just poke him in the belly with your fingers. I am sure he won't proceed to give you the beating of your life.
Friday, August 22, 2008
Dream Blog!
I missed the bus because I was picking corn. But imagined the corn would be fun to draw during recess.
-dream journal from last night.
I seem to be a pretty laid back guy, even in my dreams. I missed the bus? So what! I have this cool ear of corn that I am going to draw during recess. How am I going to get to recess if I missed the bus? Who cares!?!?! I have corn and I am excited about it.
Yes Mark, you are care-free, in touch with the environment, artistic, always looking forward to things...and irresponsible when it comes to school and punctuality. I should analyze dreams.
-dream journal from last night.
I seem to be a pretty laid back guy, even in my dreams. I missed the bus? So what! I have this cool ear of corn that I am going to draw during recess. How am I going to get to recess if I missed the bus? Who cares!?!?! I have corn and I am excited about it.
Yes Mark, you are care-free, in touch with the environment, artistic, always looking forward to things...and irresponsible when it comes to school and punctuality. I should analyze dreams.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Legalism blog
I've been thinking I should start (or convert this blog) a blog solely dedicated to legalism. But then I decided one probably already exists and is much better than I could ever do. Here is an excerpt I stumbled upon. Of course I don't know the context of everything and it is just a short paragraph, but anyway, these things always kind of irritate me:
When Short -Termers Conduct is an Embarrassment! Listen!
"Some members of a short-term team visited a local disco hall seeking entertainment. They took alcohol in public—a scandal for the local community. In another case, two members of the short-term team were smoking—an embarrassment to local believers and the host pastor. The two were also seen with local girls who made their living from prostitution. The host of this team said that with few exceptions, “they do not build relationships; they come for projects.” A pastor’s wife was puzzled that the short-term mission often turns out to be a vacation, which raises questions about the sincerity of some short-term missionaries. She asked, ‘Do they come here to do the holiday thing or do they come here to minister?”
Scandalous!
When Short -Termers Conduct is an Embarrassment! Listen!
"Some members of a short-term team visited a local disco hall seeking entertainment. They took alcohol in public—a scandal for the local community. In another case, two members of the short-term team were smoking—an embarrassment to local believers and the host pastor. The two were also seen with local girls who made their living from prostitution. The host of this team said that with few exceptions, “they do not build relationships; they come for projects.” A pastor’s wife was puzzled that the short-term mission often turns out to be a vacation, which raises questions about the sincerity of some short-term missionaries. She asked, ‘Do they come here to do the holiday thing or do they come here to minister?”
Scandalous!
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
I have Aspergers Syndrome
Maybe you think people with mental disabilities are unable, by definition, to properly diagnose themselves. But I bet to differ. I work with kids with Aspergers. Working with these kids has led me to conclude that either A. I have Aspergers or B. they are normal. What I am trying to say is their "problems" are the same that I have had. While Wikipedia offers several symptoms to define this condition, none of the kids exhibits any of them other than the avoidance of and uncomfortable feelings around people.
My mom said that she was worried that my teachers would think I was abused. I went to one day of basketball, cried and went home. I remember the first day of swimming lessons. I cried and went home. Karate didn't last long either. I peed my pants in kindergarten because I was too afraid to ask the teacher if I could go to the bathroom. My second grade report card said that I was getting so much better and that I found a friend to sit with on the steps during recess. I think the reason hockey lasted was because I got to wear a helmet or something...I don't know. Mom, if you can think of other embarrassing examples, feel free to share them.
Two of the kids aren't even as bad as I was. One is worse. So what's the point of this blog? I don't know. I was never told I had a disability, nor was I given any meds. Were I born in the metro area 15 years later, I would have been. It is frustrating working with these kids. Not so much because they frustrate me, but because their families do. One of the kids is allowed to play video games all his non-school and non-sleeping hours. One of the kid's parents monitors every single thing he does. Non of these kids have any friends. They aren't forced to do anything outside of their comfort zones.
Anyway, this blog comes after a frustrating two hour workday. The kid wouldn't shut off the computer, then he went nuts, spitting and breaking everything. I went home and my boss is now working.
My mom said that she was worried that my teachers would think I was abused. I went to one day of basketball, cried and went home. I remember the first day of swimming lessons. I cried and went home. Karate didn't last long either. I peed my pants in kindergarten because I was too afraid to ask the teacher if I could go to the bathroom. My second grade report card said that I was getting so much better and that I found a friend to sit with on the steps during recess. I think the reason hockey lasted was because I got to wear a helmet or something...I don't know. Mom, if you can think of other embarrassing examples, feel free to share them.
Two of the kids aren't even as bad as I was. One is worse. So what's the point of this blog? I don't know. I was never told I had a disability, nor was I given any meds. Were I born in the metro area 15 years later, I would have been. It is frustrating working with these kids. Not so much because they frustrate me, but because their families do. One of the kids is allowed to play video games all his non-school and non-sleeping hours. One of the kid's parents monitors every single thing he does. Non of these kids have any friends. They aren't forced to do anything outside of their comfort zones.
Anyway, this blog comes after a frustrating two hour workday. The kid wouldn't shut off the computer, then he went nuts, spitting and breaking everything. I went home and my boss is now working.
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