4.30.2007

Books in 2007, Going slow

Basket Case
Skinny Dip
The Quick Red Fox
Deadly Shade of Gold
Roving Mars


I have no idea what is wrong with me.

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Grizzly Park

First of many videos up on YouTube for the film Grizzly Park (produced by Nick Nunziata of Chud.com):

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4.26.2007

The Tempest Screenplay

Finished putting in the dialogue last night. Should take a week or two to add all the directions and descriptions. Then I will be done. After that another rewrite of Twenties and then on to one of two historical screenplays I want to do.

Was so nice to finish. I plan on drinking heavily once it is totally complete.

And Prospero is a sad little man who wants to die. And Miranda is so going to either kill Ferdinand or break his heart so she can "explore" more of the brave new world. In the end, Caliban and Ariel are the winners. Ariel is free and Caliban gets his island back after the Europeans leave.

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4.23.2007

McAllister Jaiden Thomas Callejo

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4.14.2007

Outside Dreams Jobs 2006

From last year, but something to bookmark and read over again. The 2007 Dream Job issue is out on stands now.

4.10.2007

Space Ports

Article on Space ports from Air & Space Smithsonian to read later. And why am I not getting this magazine?

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4.04.2007

Obsession

I tend to become obsessed with songs, trailers, videos, and pieces of films. As you can see below, I am currently obsessed with the song Hallelujah. Really, I have been listening and attempting to sing this song, over and over and over again the last 24 hours and this will probably go on for a few days. Before this it was Matt Costa's The Road.

I do this as well with movie trailers. We won't go into how many times I have watched the Ocean's 13 trailer int he last few days. In fact, it currently sits on my desktop. Also, I find the Paprika trailer endlessly watchable right now. I first noticed my addiction to trailers when I used to watch The Avengers trailer over and over again in college.

I can also watch sequences from films repeatedly. The Sinnerman sequence in The Thomas Crown Affair remake or the bank heist and shoot out in Heat.

I am not really what it says about me that I get these obsessions. It is one of those faults I can see in me (one of a plethora); but there is nothing I can do about it. I get these obsessions and want to hear the song or see the work over and over again. I start de-constructing the pieces and finding the little nuances. I also try and workout how I can use what is given in the piece for either future writing or films.

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Leonard Cohen - Hallelujah

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Leonard Cohen - Hallelujah Lyrics

Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah

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Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah

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Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah Lyrics

Well I heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Well Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
And she tied you to her kitchen chair
And She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Well baby I've been here before
I’ve seen this room and I've walked this floor
(You Know)I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Well there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me do you?
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Well maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who'd OUT DREW YA
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah <<(held for a long time)
Hallelujah

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4.03.2007

Opening Day: Perfect State

It was about 2 pm yesterday when I had reached a perfect state for Opening Day. I had some Hebrew dogs and a couple of beers and I was laying on the sofa flipping back between a couple of games. The only way things could have been better would have been if I had been at a ballpark, any ballpark would do, watching a game.

Really, why is Opening Day not a National Holiday? Yesterday would have been a great day for America to celebrate sports with Opening Day of baseball and the championship game of the Final Four last night. These are things worth celebrating. Of course our President who claims to love America and baseball can't be bothered to show up for an inning of a game and throw out the first pitch.

Out of all we can and do celebrate in this country, what is better than a day to celebrate getting out or being with one's family watching sports?

All is right in the world. Baseball is back.Next weekend ses the opening weekend of Major League Soccer. Everyone should be heading outdoors more and more to play and worship in the sun.

From Field of Dreams:

"Ray, people will come Ray. They'll come to Iowa for reasons they can't even fathom. They'll turn up your driveway not knowing for sure why they're doing it. They'll arrive at your door as innocent as children, longing for the past. Of course, we won't mind if you look around, you'll say. It's only $20 per person. They'll pass over the money without even thinking about it: for it is money they have and peace they lack. And they'll walk out to the bleachers; sit in shirtsleeves on a perfect afternoon. They'll find they have reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they'll watch the game and it'll be as if they dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick they'll have to brush them away from their faces. People will come Ray. The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game: it's a part of our past, Ray. It reminds of us of all that once was good and it could be again. Oh... people will come Ray. People will most definitely come."
- Terence Mann (James Earl Jones)

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Current Listening

4.01.2007

Current Writing

I am currently still working on my Tempest screenplay. Looks like I will be done getting all the dialogue in this week and then can go back and add my pieces to Shakespeare's work. It is more and exercise and future wish than something to actually sell around.

I figure after I get done with The Tempest, I will jump back into Twenties since I lost most of what I had when the computer crashed after Katrina. I hope I can turn out something better than I had before. It is still adolescent college boy fantasy, but I like it and it is fun to write and play around with.

After that not sure what I will do. Ideas for several other projects bouncing around my head. I would love to do a Mystery like tele-film. Something in the lines of what the British put out only set in New Orleans. Already have the first three mapped out in my head, I just need to write them.

Also have my own version of a talky/action political drama working around in my brain.

Along with those there is the story of the 1963 Mississippi State Basketball team and the story of The Globe. Both require more research, but at least I have the research booked and planned out.

All that should keep me going for awhile, but I also have this idea for doing something with Musashi as well (already plotted out the books and films to use on that one).

And something else with Pirates.

There are times when I need to turn things off.

Saturday Morning Mad Scientists: Mentos and Diet Coke

So yesterday morning, I Doctor Goobestein and my colleague Doctor Fantastiko conducted an experiment in the combination of Mentos and Diet Coke. Our experiment found that adding 4 or 5 Mentos to a 2 liter of Diet Coke can make said Diet Coke shoot about 5-6 feet in the air.

More on the science behind the experiment can be found here.

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Dad is Learning

So Geek Dad has inspired me as well as become my new addiction. Really, I read that blog and start thinking of everything I can and want to do with Sean Patrick. At the same time it inspires me to start learning and re-learning so I will be better able to explain things to him.

This relearning idea has been going on for awhile now. Sean Patrick is addicted to Thomas the Tank Engine. I know this will lead to him being interested in model trains and real trains. So I know I am going to have to go dig out Stephen Ambrose's Nothing Like it in the World so I will have a background on how the Transcontinental Railroad was built. I want to know about trains from history to engineering so that I can explain it to him and have the answers to his questions and know where to point him to find information.

Yesterday we went to Michael's and I wound up buying a balsa wood airplane so he and I could play with it today. I tried teaching him about the moving the wings around would make it fly different. I think he was just excited to see an airplane fly across the condo.

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