Thursday, January 22, 2004
Wednesday, January 07, 2004
Monday, January 05, 2004
Craziness happening so far this year- snowstorms, firemen, courts, a funeral (which I missed because I was stuck someplace else.) Not bad for being only five days old.
I need a female name for a character. Somewhat based on me. I'm tempted to name her Jade, but that's too simple, considering the plot.
I need a female name for a character. Somewhat based on me. I'm tempted to name her Jade, but that's too simple, considering the plot.
Tuesday, December 30, 2003
Just so I don't have to keep typing this- I sprained my wrist last week. It's kind of painful to type very much in one go, so I'm doing it in spurts. Not all that much different from my normal way of typing, but it's taking me much longer to get around to folks.
Lots of other stuff happening also, which I'll relay after the fact. Hindsight is so much more predictable than foresight.
Lots of other stuff happening also, which I'll relay after the fact. Hindsight is so much more predictable than foresight.
Sunday, December 21, 2003
"Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes
Wherein a saviour's birth is celebrated,
The bird of dawning singeth all night long:
And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad,
The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike,
No fairy takes nor witch hath power to charm,
So hallow'd and so gracious is the time."
-Hamlet, Shakespeare
Have a nice hallow'd and gracious time, one and all. I'm done here for a while- gonna take a little sabbatical from the blog, so keep yourselves out of trouble while I'm away.
Cheers,
~a
Wherein a saviour's birth is celebrated,
The bird of dawning singeth all night long:
And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad,
The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike,
No fairy takes nor witch hath power to charm,
So hallow'd and so gracious is the time."
-Hamlet, Shakespeare
Have a nice hallow'd and gracious time, one and all. I'm done here for a while- gonna take a little sabbatical from the blog, so keep yourselves out of trouble while I'm away.
Cheers,
~a
Friday, December 19, 2003
I've been doing a lot of digging through my old stuff, lately. Fortunately, that is what I'm left with these days. When I started moving around, I pleaded with my mother not to get rid of my writing or any of my photography. She agreed (she took some of it, but she agreed nevertheless). But that is all that is left from a previous life- some scraps of writing, some photographs, a few yearbooks that I never really wanted ("you'll regret it later". yeah. High school didn't mean much to me while it was a part of my daily life, why would it sometime in the far future?)
Anyway, I'm trying to decide what to do with it all. There are some pretty decent poems, a story I started in the sixth grade... a college term-paper that I aced... but mostly just me trying to grapple the world in the present time I wrote each of them. It's funny- this side of me has never really changed very much over the years. I would like to think I've matured past the age of... oh I don't know, twelve. But the written voice is the still same, even now.
Anyway, I'm trying to decide what to do with it all. There are some pretty decent poems, a story I started in the sixth grade... a college term-paper that I aced... but mostly just me trying to grapple the world in the present time I wrote each of them. It's funny- this side of me has never really changed very much over the years. I would like to think I've matured past the age of... oh I don't know, twelve. But the written voice is the still same, even now.
I am finished. done.
finally.
Quite the f'ing journey, let me tell you.... Wellington, Tokyo and now a little podunk theater in P-land. (actually, for those of you who know, it was the theater on Broadway. Not really podunk, but being under a skyscraper is bothersome.)
From first hearing about the trilogy from talking to die-hard Tolkien fans in NZ who were on a crazy expedition to find the LOTR set so they could fulfill their destiny to be extras (they were WAAAY off. I was in the North Island, filming at that time was down in the South Island. I remember the LOTR folks were trying to be secretive about where they were filming. But if you found them, they would oblige your efforts); to watching the first film in the town that many of its citizens put their blood, sweat and tears into.... (not to mention to see a Cave Troll looming over the street above the theater... heeeheee!!); to the stringy little fellow who was trying to get a job at Weta in Wellington (he was quite the computer animator) and all the world hype and hullabollu... whoosh.
What a ride.
I can finally move on, now that a side of my attention has been returned back to me.
There were a few points I crinkled my nose at for this last one, but damn... Peter Jackson had to finish not one movie, but three. His delievery throughout was consistantly above expectations. And the expectations for this triology was high, even for those who only knew ABOUT the Tolkien stories.
And it was so nice to see a bit of NZ again. coooo.
It was fun- I sort of got roped into a Christmas party for a Fab group at Intel (fab= fabrication plant). They all took off early to see the film- so a bunch of multicultural "nerds" were ahead of me in line. (heh- my brother works in one of those Fabs. not theirs though.) One guy hadn't seen the first two, so all his buddies were feeding him completely different plot lines. I got kind of swarmed in by them in the theater, which was great, because they completely got into the movie- applauding, cheering... I love that.
I have to say, my best movie experiences ever are associated with that silly trilogy.
finally.
Quite the f'ing journey, let me tell you.... Wellington, Tokyo and now a little podunk theater in P-land. (actually, for those of you who know, it was the theater on Broadway. Not really podunk, but being under a skyscraper is bothersome.)
From first hearing about the trilogy from talking to die-hard Tolkien fans in NZ who were on a crazy expedition to find the LOTR set so they could fulfill their destiny to be extras (they were WAAAY off. I was in the North Island, filming at that time was down in the South Island. I remember the LOTR folks were trying to be secretive about where they were filming. But if you found them, they would oblige your efforts); to watching the first film in the town that many of its citizens put their blood, sweat and tears into.... (not to mention to see a Cave Troll looming over the street above the theater... heeeheee!!); to the stringy little fellow who was trying to get a job at Weta in Wellington (he was quite the computer animator) and all the world hype and hullabollu... whoosh.
What a ride.
I can finally move on, now that a side of my attention has been returned back to me.
There were a few points I crinkled my nose at for this last one, but damn... Peter Jackson had to finish not one movie, but three. His delievery throughout was consistantly above expectations. And the expectations for this triology was high, even for those who only knew ABOUT the Tolkien stories.
And it was so nice to see a bit of NZ again. coooo.
It was fun- I sort of got roped into a Christmas party for a Fab group at Intel (fab= fabrication plant). They all took off early to see the film- so a bunch of multicultural "nerds" were ahead of me in line. (heh- my brother works in one of those Fabs. not theirs though.) One guy hadn't seen the first two, so all his buddies were feeding him completely different plot lines. I got kind of swarmed in by them in the theater, which was great, because they completely got into the movie- applauding, cheering... I love that.
I have to say, my best movie experiences ever are associated with that silly trilogy.
Saturday, December 13, 2003
Some news in the real life of me....
I'm to be an aunt again. Well, technically, I'm already an aunt. But there's another one on the way. Due sometime in late July. Yet another kiddo running around correcting people, "No! That's not Amanda! That's Auntie Mandy!" heh. Should be fun.
Some thing a little less unrelated- after the holidays I'm going to pick up and move on. I think better on my feet. Even more so when I'm away from some of the little-more-destructive-than-helpful forces in my world.
Yeah, yeah- I should deal with them. Later. Right now, I have better things to do- like bulid my own safe haven.
yeah, yeah- I tried this in September. September was then. This is now.
The destination will be decided in a minute. That minute will be either before or after I'm moving. :)
And... oh yeah... I went to this place last night with a big crowd: Le Bistro Montage The poor bug (my nephew) watched in horror as my brother and I downed mussel shooters. He makes the greatest faces now, which provides never-ending entertainment for us "adults" in his life.
Good times. Jumbulaya.
I'm to be an aunt again. Well, technically, I'm already an aunt. But there's another one on the way. Due sometime in late July. Yet another kiddo running around correcting people, "No! That's not Amanda! That's Auntie Mandy!" heh. Should be fun.
Some thing a little less unrelated- after the holidays I'm going to pick up and move on. I think better on my feet. Even more so when I'm away from some of the little-more-destructive-than-helpful forces in my world.
Yeah, yeah- I should deal with them. Later. Right now, I have better things to do- like bulid my own safe haven.
yeah, yeah- I tried this in September. September was then. This is now.
The destination will be decided in a minute. That minute will be either before or after I'm moving. :)
And... oh yeah... I went to this place last night with a big crowd: Le Bistro Montage The poor bug (my nephew) watched in horror as my brother and I downed mussel shooters. He makes the greatest faces now, which provides never-ending entertainment for us "adults" in his life.
Good times. Jumbulaya.
