Thursday, December 02, 2004
Another Pandora's box |10:34 AM| I sought out Vid's help in devising horrible and brutal ways to murder people for the upcoming horror film I'm producing, with mostly the same core crew as the bloodshot's movie.
I knew I was going to get plenty of excellent material, but I also knew it would be disturbing as hell. When I shared some of the ideas that Vid had come up with, my director replied "Oh holy shit I just got chills". (For Vid, that was the golf ball one).
I shouldn't talk too much about the movie though, so it'll be more of a suprise.
On a more amusing turn, Chris C, the new printer tech here at my job, had some suggestions. He hadn't heard the rule set for the killings, so he was just looking for a spectacular way to kill a person in a forest who has been attracted to the noise of a crying baby.
His suggestion for the murder weapon was "a bear". I think it was Vid that suggested it be a "bear with a chainsaw". The next suggestion was that the killer wasn't using a bear with a chainsaw, the killer WAS the bear, and that it wasn't using a recording of a baby, it was using a real baby.
"Because," Chris said, "That raises some great questions, like, where'd the bear get the baby?"
Where'd the bear get the chainsaw is my question. I suppose that's the sort of thing a bear could just ask a lumberjack for without much negotiation.
Anyhow Chris, if you want a "handle" in place of your first name, let me know.
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Wednesday, December 01, 2004
Give Thanks |10:46 AM| Over the vast weekend that encompassed this past thanksgiving, I accomplished many things. Unfortunately, I failed to get proper pictures of my new car. This has been a sore point among Vid and Vorpal, and they have been haranguing me quite a bit.
The car isn't sufficiently clean for pictures right now, as rain has taken a toll on the previous cleaning job. I'll get pictures up soon. And then I'll probably shut up a little about the vehicle. That is, until I get some teeth painted on it.
As for the car itself, I have a bit of an assholish story. I am generally a courteous driver, I always try to let people in who need to turn or merge or what have you (as long as they use their headlights), but I also get pissed off by asshole drivers pretty quickly.
Monday morning, I was driving up to work and during a turn had to dodge around an idiot who lacked the skill to properly change lanes. This put me in the far left lane, and I needed to be at least one lane over. I hit my turn signal, and glanced towards my blindspot to see a Toyota 4runner suddenly accelerate. He was trying to prevent me from getting ahead of him. As we all know, letting a person into the lane ahead of you makes your dick shrink. I gently accelerated a bit, and he floored it.
I then said "Don't even fucking try it."(Much to my own suprise). I slammed down a gear, gave just a bit of gas and left him behind.
We got out of our cars at the parking lot at about the same time. He was a 35 year old or so, starched shirt, pissed as hell, gave me the quick angry glance. I was some punk ass in a polo, khakis and sneakers. I used the keyless locking feature on my car as he stalked off, bug and stick firmly up his ass.
Vid put it best when he said "You had a sports car, and he had a kid."
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Another Pandora's box |10:34 AM| I sought out Vid's help in devising horrible and brutal ways to murder people for the upcoming horror film I'm producing, with mostly the same core crew as the bloodshot's movie.
I knew I was going to get plenty of excellent material, but I also knew it would be disturbing as hell. When I shared some of the ideas that Vid had come up with, my director replied "Oh holy shit I just got chills". (For Vid, that was the golf ball one).
I shouldn't talk too much about the movie though, so it'll be more of a suprise.
On a more amusing turn, Chris C, the new printer tech here at my job, had some suggestions. He hadn't heard the rule set for the killings, so he was just looking for a spectacular way to kill a person in a forest who has been attracted to the noise of a crying baby.
His suggestion for the murder weapon was "a bear". I think it was Vid that suggested it be a "bear with a chainsaw". The next suggestion was that the killer wasn't using a bear with a chainsaw, the killer WAS the bear, and that it wasn't using a recording of a baby, it was using a real baby.
"Because," Chris said, "That raises some great questions, like, where'd the bear get the baby?"
Where'd the bear get the chainsaw is my question. I suppose that's the sort of thing a bear could just ask a lumberjack for without much negotiation.
Anyhow Chris, if you want a "handle" in place of your first name, let me know.
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Wednesday, December 01, 2004
Give Thanks |10:46 AM| Over the vast weekend that encompassed this past thanksgiving, I accomplished many things. Unfortunately, I failed to get proper pictures of my new car. This has been a sore point among Vid and Vorpal, and they have been haranguing me quite a bit.
The car isn't sufficiently clean for pictures right now, as rain has taken a toll on the previous cleaning job. I'll get pictures up soon. And then I'll probably shut up a little about the vehicle. That is, until I get some teeth painted on it.
As for the car itself, I have a bit of an assholish story. I am generally a courteous driver, I always try to let people in who need to turn or merge or what have you (as long as they use their headlights), but I also get pissed off by asshole drivers pretty quickly.
Monday morning, I was driving up to work and during a turn had to dodge around an idiot who lacked the skill to properly change lanes. This put me in the far left lane, and I needed to be at least one lane over. I hit my turn signal, and glanced towards my blindspot to see a Toyota 4runner suddenly accelerate. He was trying to prevent me from getting ahead of him. As we all know, letting a person into the lane ahead of you makes your dick shrink. I gently accelerated a bit, and he floored it.
I then said "Don't even fucking try it."(Much to my own suprise). I slammed down a gear, gave just a bit of gas and left him behind.
We got out of our cars at the parking lot at about the same time. He was a 35 year old or so, starched shirt, pissed as hell, gave me the quick angry glance. I was some punk ass in a polo, khakis and sneakers. I used the keyless locking feature on my car as he stalked off, bug and stick firmly up his ass.
Vid put it best when he said "You had a sports car, and he had a kid."
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