no time to post thouroughly, but topic for later: why the hell aren’t we doing our dream jobs? Or busting ass to work towards them? Not allowed to use the words “in these difficult economic times” or anything of the like. The time to do that shit is now, easy or hard.
But the volume knob <a href=”http://paulsboutique.beastieboys.com”>here</a> is pretty badass. Actually yesterday I was talking mad shit on flash for web design because it usually sucks and just does the same stuff that you can do faster and better in javascript… but this I have no idea how I’d do, and it’s a cool effect.
So I got a new couch today, courtesy of Grant (hi grant). The best way to get me to clean is to move furniture, and/or get new furniture. Something about rearranging everything makes me want to organize all my crap and throw away all the various detritus I collect over time. So, after sleeping through the super bowl, I started to work. <br /><br />The room actually seemed to get worse for the first couple hours, so I paused, laid on the new loveseat and listened to tom waits, which for some reason motivated me. <span >Nighthawks at the Diner</span> for anyone who cares. <br /><br />I don’t throw away all of my junk; I’m enough of a romantic that some stuff I keep around for sentimental value alone. I have bits and pieces of most of the cameras I’ve owned over the years for example. The ones that weren’t stolen, that is. Certain pictures, too, I just can’t part with or throw away prints of, even if they’re a little damaged. The tech stuff I’m pretty good about trashing once it’s past its prime. So, because it’s such a rare occurrence, I give you my room, as clean as it gets:<br /><br /><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/new_furniture…/1255/clean_room.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br />Also yesterday, I had my first gig with Take Two productions, and let me say it’s nice to work with professionals. I was running the wider of the two video cameras, something I’ve never done before (all my video experience has been single-camera work, documentary, and as cheap as possible). It took me a few numbers, but I got the hang of it. It didn’t help that I was on an hour and a half of sleep; I probably would have been a bit quicker on the uptake, a little smoother, if I had been able to sleep saturday night. Or at night at all; It’s 5am and my super nap ended around 9pm. <br /><br />Anyway, I might end up preferring to run video on these gigs, given that I get more work from take 2; there’s less pressure. We’ll see. I haven’t done stills for them yet, and I’d like to try that too; It’s more in my bones to do stills. This site isn’t “videographermattmills” for a reason. Anyway, my newly clean and cleared bed is calling my name.
I’ll fix them soon, I promise. Right now I have to go teach.
Last night I went to Royal Bavaria for Christa May’s birthday. Christa is the evil genius behind <a href=”http://furburger.org”>Furburger</a> for those that don’t know. It was a fun time, except the service sucked. And I was off my game, not that many good photos.<br /><br /><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/cmay’s_party,_then_some_booze_cruise/1257/0001.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/cmay’s_party,_then_some_booze_cruise/1257/0002.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br />Then We all headed into the city, ostensibly to go sing Karaoke at the Celebrity Club (no celebrities there though). They were at capacity, so I headed over to the rooster, caught up with booze cruise (which didn’t cruise that much).<br /><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/cmay’s_party,_then_some_booze_cruise/1257/0003.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br />Then we moved on to a house party, Cody and Steve’s new spot:<br /><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/cmay’s_party,_then_some_booze_cruise/1257/0004.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br />This Girl Was madly in love with her board:<br /><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/cmay’s_party,_then_some_booze_cruise/1257/0005.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br />Cody trying to pass out:<br /><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/cmay’s_party,_then_some_booze_cruise/1257/0006.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/cmay’s_party,_then_some_booze_cruise/1257/0007.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br />Can you tell that’s the same bed Cody was in? Can you guess what’s going on?<br /><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/cmay’s_party,_then_some_booze_cruise/1257/0008.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br />It’s all good in the end. Or at least it was when I was leaving:<br /><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/cmay’s_party,_then_some_booze_cruise/1257/0009.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br />Then home, to sleep for 12 hours. Whenever I sleep dep, the crash is the best part. I’m guessing that’s why I wasn’t shooting that great, I was exhausted from not sleeping much, just a couple naps in a couple days really. Anyway, it’s time to ride again.
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