HELLO WEENIES!!!

Thats what our, in retrospect probable sex-offender neighbor, said to all the kids who came to his door on Halloween.

I like Halloween a lot. I guess it's the combo of movies I like all over, dressing up, candy and drunkenness but seriously, it gets better and better each year. Yes, it's usually a built-up letdown like New Years Eve but by this point I'm an adult and am over that.

I was pretty dismayed at the amount of people who were too cool for Halloween. So many didn't dress up or went to non-Halloweeny things. I don't know.

Anyway, if you are like me and need one last piece of celebration I'd suggest checking out Robert Berry's great 100 scariest movie moments list
It's great because it covers just about everything I'd mention, some things I'd forget to mention and isn't afraid to reach beyond horror films to find scary moments.

Anyway, yes, that's all I have to offer other than START THINKING OF COSTUMES TODAY!!!
I had mine a few months in advance and it was so good I loaned it out to someone else to you tonight. BAM! Good costumes = good times.

CAM

Nightmares existing in real life : 1
You ever sleeping again: 0

How do you feel about filing?

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Reply to: job-450071116@craigslist.org
Date: 2007-10-15, 3:57PM PDT


Part-time opening at a very friendly Burnaby office.

For now the job is part-time, (twenty-five hours per week)and is strictly filing. There is a possibility that future organizational changes will make this a full-time job with more variety, but for the moment it's just filing - rather a lot of filing, actually. Loads of filing.

Experience with or enthusiasm for filing (or filing-related activities) would be an asset, but not required.

If this holds some appeal for you, please send your resume & cover letter to Larry via the provided e-mail link. (Be sure to mention it's about the filing.)

Is it wrong I'm actually considering this job simply based on the fact that the poster clearly knows it is laughable?

Dueling BanjosI'm going to say something that might make me unpopular to the three people still reading my blog but it just has to be said: I like Private Practice better than Grey's Anatomy.

Granted, that's like saying I like a kick to the nuts better than a punch to the face (I'll fight you on that one) but sometimes you need to make a choice, even if you don't like to.

Every fall the biggest thing to deal with for someone who can't maintain a relationship and doesn't do anything fulfilling is choosing what TV shows to watch and what to give up. Personally, I have the biggest problem choosing procedurals. My brain, capable as it may be to consume mass quantities of TV bullshit, can only handle about one courtroom, operating table and police station a week. Crime is an easy choice since The Wire dropped trou and took a hot shit on the face of all its competition. Law still goes to the neverending stunting of Boston Legal, even if it has gotten sappy.

But medicine...fucking medicine. I'm wildly interested in medicine and medical things and documentaries on the worlds smelliest tumors and what have you. Medical shows naturally tend to balance out character development and story since no patient can really take up more than a handful of watchable minutes.

I'd decided to shrug off all Houses and Bones' for Greys based on a recently re-invigorated love of Sandra Oh thanks to Alexander Payne and, honestly, I liked the characters. The first few seasons were funny enough but most of all they were damn inventive with some of their choices.

But man oh man is it shit now. Like E.R. before it, suddenly every episode has become a 'special episode' thus assuring once and for all that no episodes are really special. Remember how it used to have a funny opening theme deal? Remember how they used to visit patients in rooms instead of having everyone burst into the ER? Remember how they used to operate like surgeons in a real hospital instead of surgeons in a hospital run by people who have only seen hospital shows? Remember how once every few episodes there was a metaphor which might have been a groaner but it was acceptable instead of heavy handed multiple metaphors every week? Remember how there were good characters that got written out for retarded reasons? what the fuck, yo?

So, honestly, looking at a show that is so blatant in its emotions and terrible at keeping any sort of medical realism all I see now is another choice for medical show. There's this other one on the day before, written by the same people, with a unique "wellness clinic" b.s. thing going on. It has actors I like. Sex addict pediatrician, that's funny. Granted, it's shaky but maybe this is a "you are in the ocean drowning and can only save 2 people on your raft" situation and maybe this time I think I should save the little baby who has a potential to grow instead of the twisted, armless old man.

For the sake of this post, please, anyone who's sat in one of those interviews with me forget how hard I've argued the baby could "grow up to be Hitler".

I guess this should have been more of a "I think Grey's Anatomy is on such a lame path I'm willing to watch anything medical"-type post. We really need a medical version of Law & Order so I can just flip to it when I need a fix. Is that Stanley Tucci brain surgeon show still on, I could watch that? Why didn't they make this ?

Why do I write things without knowing how they'll end?

Here's a link of thanks for putting up with me: Hot Chicks with Douchebags

CAM

Sometimes when people look like they are taking a picture they are making a video

Raining, Pouring

So, a month into the really honest-to-god out of school life and what do I have to say?

I take back everything I've ever disparaged TV drama for. Life is as ridiculous as that.

In the span of the past few weeks I've been trying to do my regular job, trying to advance my journalistic career through volunteer reviewing the film fest and trying to network and professionally develop in film via conferences and talks. That did not go so well.

Work is fine but still stuck in Kafkaesque waiting periods. I don't like to review movies. Free movies are fun but they are mostly bad and clearly the standard I hold movies too is very exclusive and not nice since my reviews rarely match up to the general feelings or award umm awardings of each film. Most conferences are still a cash grab and only about 60 of the nearly 200 dollars I spent was well spent. I made up for it by eating as many free snacks as possible. Networking is good but only if the people you are networking with can give you something...or you can give them something.I have no scripts, I have no need to meet other film students. so yes. Spending more money than I have, getting up early and wearing myself out for very little gain. Mmmmm real life woo.

Somewhere in the middle of all of that chaos my friend died as well.
It was definitely too much to deal with. My usual "keep it together" compartmentalization of grief had to be applied 1000 fold due to my constant commitments and this just lead to even more ridiculous extremes of insane grief. Uncontrollably crying at dollar pizza. Keep thinking I'm seeing him at a filmmaking conference. Not good.

I've had friends die before, even people my age but they've always been in an institution or it has been expected. This managed to be the first death of a friend this close, the first mysterious death, the first death of a public figure I know, the first death of someone I had to defend a lot, the first death of someone professionally successful and the first death of someone I look up to and admire I had to deal with all rolled into one. Crisis mode collapsed quickly into a lot of drinking and drugs but luckily I can say without humour he would have wanted it that way.

The worst part of it was how badly I wanted to blog about it when I was sloppy, weepy and wanting of attention. I put a moratorium for a week on any E-expressions of grief simply because I was seeing others and didn't want my name to be attached to a "me me me" style pseudo-poetic obituary. I eventually gave up and drunk and bleary-eyed wrote a misspelled facebook thing but I'm told by others it was nice. I guess a death is really all about everyone being selfish and insane so the week was just my grab at trying to indie grieve.

I don't know what else to say. Everything is still floaty.

Oh also I graduated. Here is a picture care of various cameras:

My parents came. It was quick and easy. We had surf n' turf after.

Friday is my birthday. Goodbye gloomy life like an episode of Grey's Anatomy? Let's hope so.

CAM