Yesterday, over on Stonekettle Station, Mr. Wright posted his dainty thoughts about the scourge of internet trollery. As usual, a fine post. But then in the comment thread, things got ugly. People started claiming military titles to back up their future opinions. Others pointed out that they were already in possession of military titles and that their opinions trumped those of the other lesser ranks. Things were turning nasty in a hurry.
(O.K., it didn't happen like that at all, but its my blog and I get to make shit up if I want to.)
So anyway, I said I wanted a rank and Janiece had the temerity to say I could be TBFTL (Third bullshitter from the left), to which, in my usual measured and articulate manner, I responded, PPPBBFFBBBFFFTTTT!
Then, Mr. Senior Chief of the World, Wright, questioned why I'd want a military rank in the first place and suggested I might prefer something with a more "underworld" flavor to it. This thought has some merit.
Now, I won't claim any Sopranos-esque acquaintances, but I have, on occasion encountered grown men with names like Jimmy in the Kitchen, Bobby No-nose, and a personal favorite, Freddy Fish-face. I can now get behind the idea of Polybloggimous mobbing up. I will be your Capo di Tutti and positions are open for underbosses and other made-men (and women).
Use the comment thread to suggest my mob-name and to tell me what to call youse guyz!
Eric is free to choose a name, if he'd like, but we're going to have to keep his association strictly on the QT so he's available to be our mouthpiece if any legal difficulties should arise.
Showing posts with label Yes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Yes. Show all posts
Friday, February 22, 2008
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Observations of a Polybloggimous, Bi-bloggular Newbie
So, between the two sites, I've now been a blogger for a little over five weeks. Here's some random stuff I'm thinking about today.
1. On There's No Crying in the War Room
I've posted eighteen chapters. If I trust MS Word, that's a little over 26,000 words out of 43,000 that I've already written. Take that with a grain of salt because I've found myself editing the newer chapters rather heavily before posting them, so I'm sure that a lot of the words I've already written in the as yet posted chapters will say bye-bye before they ever see the light of day.
I haven't gone back and edited previous chapters (as some of you told me I should), because I wanted to get the new stuff out there. And I wanted to get the template set up the way I wanted it. And I'm stubborn. I still like that first chapter. I like that it shows Paul living in his own head a lot. I like that it shows a character who bounces off onto tangents so much he even interrupts his own narrative.
I can still be convinced, but as it stands right now, I'd rather put the time into editing and posting new chapters. And getting to the point where I'm writing completely new chapters.
Yesterday, I was scanning the stuff I haven't posted yet because I wanted to start thinking about new chapters and found myself reading the chapter where [***Spoiler Alert***] Paul announces his candidacy. [/***Spoiler Alert]. I honestly can't wait to get to post that chapter. If I do say so myself, its a pretty funny chapter and I really like the way I set it up. The announcement shows up in Chapter Twenty-Seven, so you've got a little bit of time to get caught up. Go ahead. Read. Free Words!
BTW, I don't get that many comments over there, but I do see a fair number of hits, so there's a few people reading it...and coming back. I like that a lot.
2. On Polybloggimous
I'm having a blast with this. I love how stuff just gets out there and takes on a life of its own. I was aware that Eric makes periodic visits to Stonekettle Station, and I've seen him pop up in a number of your other blogs that I frequent. I don't think I knew he had ever been here. So last night when I couldn't find the post that Jim had put up explaining how to put "recent comments" into your sidebar, I went over to Eric's site and was ridiculously happy to see this. And then this. I know that there's been almost universal compliance within the Union of Collaborating Founders, (including this most recent entry), but I think its hysterical that its spreading. If anyone notices it further afield, please let me know. When I see some kid in Burundi posting pictures of his pet cow because its a law, I'll know my work is done.
Update: Apparently I stole this entire thing without remembering I was stealing it. In my defense, I totally forgot about that entry. And I thought it was an International law, not just a Federal one. And I posted the details of the law. And Widget really is a cute cat. 'Nuff Sed.
I was a little concerned when I started this about whether or not I'd be one of those bloggers who updates so rarely that you just stop checking in. Its been a rare day that I haven't managed to post something and there are more than a few multiple-post days. I even managed to keep things going in the middle of working on a job, so I'm patting myself on the back for keeping it going. BTW, on the work-front, I got a script for a possible new movie a couple of days ago. Its a really cool project, but I'm not gonna say anything more about it until...ya'know...I actually get hired.
Lastly, I told you guys about how I was an Extra in a scene during my last job, and that the Producer interviewed me for the Behind the Scenes reel he's been doing. He told me he'd upload the footage and give me a link tomorrow (if he could find a 12-year-old to help him), and I promise to post it as soon as I get it.
No matter how embarrassing it proves to be.
(We're still waiting to see the "Oh Yeah" dance. Poke. Poke.)
1. On There's No Crying in the War Room
I've posted eighteen chapters. If I trust MS Word, that's a little over 26,000 words out of 43,000 that I've already written. Take that with a grain of salt because I've found myself editing the newer chapters rather heavily before posting them, so I'm sure that a lot of the words I've already written in the as yet posted chapters will say bye-bye before they ever see the light of day.
I haven't gone back and edited previous chapters (as some of you told me I should), because I wanted to get the new stuff out there. And I wanted to get the template set up the way I wanted it. And I'm stubborn. I still like that first chapter. I like that it shows Paul living in his own head a lot. I like that it shows a character who bounces off onto tangents so much he even interrupts his own narrative.
I can still be convinced, but as it stands right now, I'd rather put the time into editing and posting new chapters. And getting to the point where I'm writing completely new chapters.
Yesterday, I was scanning the stuff I haven't posted yet because I wanted to start thinking about new chapters and found myself reading the chapter where [***Spoiler Alert***] Paul announces his candidacy. [/***Spoiler Alert]. I honestly can't wait to get to post that chapter. If I do say so myself, its a pretty funny chapter and I really like the way I set it up. The announcement shows up in Chapter Twenty-Seven, so you've got a little bit of time to get caught up. Go ahead. Read. Free Words!
BTW, I don't get that many comments over there, but I do see a fair number of hits, so there's a few people reading it...and coming back. I like that a lot.
2. On Polybloggimous
I'm having a blast with this. I love how stuff just gets out there and takes on a life of its own. I was aware that Eric makes periodic visits to Stonekettle Station, and I've seen him pop up in a number of your other blogs that I frequent. I don't think I knew he had ever been here. So last night when I couldn't find the post that Jim had put up explaining how to put "recent comments" into your sidebar, I went over to Eric's site and was ridiculously happy to see this. And then this. I know that there's been almost universal compliance within the Union of Collaborating Founders, (including this most recent entry), but I think its hysterical that its spreading. If anyone notices it further afield, please let me know. When I see some kid in Burundi posting pictures of his pet cow because its a law, I'll know my work is done.
Update: Apparently I stole this entire thing without remembering I was stealing it. In my defense, I totally forgot about that entry. And I thought it was an International law, not just a Federal one. And I posted the details of the law. And Widget really is a cute cat. 'Nuff Sed.
I was a little concerned when I started this about whether or not I'd be one of those bloggers who updates so rarely that you just stop checking in. Its been a rare day that I haven't managed to post something and there are more than a few multiple-post days. I even managed to keep things going in the middle of working on a job, so I'm patting myself on the back for keeping it going. BTW, on the work-front, I got a script for a possible new movie a couple of days ago. Its a really cool project, but I'm not gonna say anything more about it until...ya'know...I actually get hired.
Lastly, I told you guys about how I was an Extra in a scene during my last job, and that the Producer interviewed me for the Behind the Scenes reel he's been doing. He told me he'd upload the footage and give me a link tomorrow (if he could find a 12-year-old to help him), and I promise to post it as soon as I get it.
No matter how embarrassing it proves to be.
(We're still waiting to see the "Oh Yeah" dance. Poke. Poke.)
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
A Star Is Born
In one of the scenes we shot today, the girl who came to NY has gotten a Cabbie to take pity on her. He gets her to a nice part of the city and not only does he not charge her for the ride, he gives her $20 to help her out. He offers some fatherly advice and recommends a really good, really cheap place to eat. Before she walks away she kisses him on the cheek and thanks him. As she leaves, he smiles, becoming a gentle giant instead of the ogre we imagined when we first saw him.
Well, while we were setting up for the scene, it occurred to the director that anyone walking by and witnessing this little tableau without the benefit of any context, might think the whole thing looked a lot more pervey than sweet. He decided he needed an Extra to react to them. He decided I needed to be that Extra.
Now getting asked to be an Extra in a scene is pretty common on smaller non-union shows. They don't have the budget for enough extras to make the street look busy and they're always asking the crew to be in a shot. I've always said, "No". I've got my own job to do. If I'm established in the scene, they're going need me to be in every take for that angle, and then when they do alternate shots for the scene, I'd need to be in some of those. I really can't do my job if I'm not available to deal with any problems that arise at a moment's notice. I just can't afford to be tied to the set like that.
But I like these guys. And this was a "featured" Extra...someone who is actually part of the scene instead of just "out of focus head #3". So, I said "Yes."
I'm supposed to be walking down the street and stop to look at stuff in a store window. The cab will pull up directly behind me. When I hear a certain line of dialog, I turn to look at them, just as he hands over money and she kisses him. Up to now, I've been chewing on a cigar; now I'm puffing on it furiously. She walks away. I look back and forth between her departing figure and the cab driver. The driver notices me and his smile disappears immediately. He hollers, "What the fuck are you lookin' at?" I walk off sheepishly.
Fun, huh?
During the course of shooting this scene I also had to do my job a little bit. First Con Ed showed up and wanted to dig up the street in front of the restaurant we were shooting next. Talk, Talk, Talk; phone call to Con Ed Dispatcher; problem solved. I also had to find a store that would let up plug in a light since our generator was a block away with the guys pre-lighting the restaurant.
And then, the British Producer, who shoots behind the scenes footage interviewed me; but not as the Locations Manager...as the aspiring actor, "And do you think this role might be a turning point for you?"
So...eventually, I'll be in the show, which they post to their website after its aired, and he wants to put the interview on their website as well. I'll post links when this happens. Cool, Huh?
Well, while we were setting up for the scene, it occurred to the director that anyone walking by and witnessing this little tableau without the benefit of any context, might think the whole thing looked a lot more pervey than sweet. He decided he needed an Extra to react to them. He decided I needed to be that Extra.
Now getting asked to be an Extra in a scene is pretty common on smaller non-union shows. They don't have the budget for enough extras to make the street look busy and they're always asking the crew to be in a shot. I've always said, "No". I've got my own job to do. If I'm established in the scene, they're going need me to be in every take for that angle, and then when they do alternate shots for the scene, I'd need to be in some of those. I really can't do my job if I'm not available to deal with any problems that arise at a moment's notice. I just can't afford to be tied to the set like that.
But I like these guys. And this was a "featured" Extra...someone who is actually part of the scene instead of just "out of focus head #3". So, I said "Yes."
I'm supposed to be walking down the street and stop to look at stuff in a store window. The cab will pull up directly behind me. When I hear a certain line of dialog, I turn to look at them, just as he hands over money and she kisses him. Up to now, I've been chewing on a cigar; now I'm puffing on it furiously. She walks away. I look back and forth between her departing figure and the cab driver. The driver notices me and his smile disappears immediately. He hollers, "What the fuck are you lookin' at?" I walk off sheepishly.
Fun, huh?
During the course of shooting this scene I also had to do my job a little bit. First Con Ed showed up and wanted to dig up the street in front of the restaurant we were shooting next. Talk, Talk, Talk; phone call to Con Ed Dispatcher; problem solved. I also had to find a store that would let up plug in a light since our generator was a block away with the guys pre-lighting the restaurant.
And then, the British Producer, who shoots behind the scenes footage interviewed me; but not as the Locations Manager...as the aspiring actor, "And do you think this role might be a turning point for you?"
So...eventually, I'll be in the show, which they post to their website after its aired, and he wants to put the interview on their website as well. I'll post links when this happens. Cool, Huh?
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