From the archives So this week's been a bit mad, and I've had absolutely no brainspace to blog. My apologies. Especially since I had some awesome thoughts yesterday about fundamentalism, Dick Cheney, and Deepa Mehta, which I may try and write up this weekend, along with the eight other things that need doing. Hopefully next week will be a bit more of a breeze. That's my hope, at any rate.
To make it up for you, I'll share something I found buried in an old email from last spring, written after I'd had the pleasure of watching the fine HBO documentary Katie Morgan: A Porn Star Revealed. I highly recommend this program if you enjoy porn stars talking about their drug trafficking arrests, or if you just generally enjoy documentaries about porn stars. But I don't recommend it if you're easily freaked out by bad boob jobs. Katie Morgan's boobs are a bit terrifying.
Which is why I wrote a totally awesome song about them.
Katie Morgan's Boobs, by Band TBD (which is what I will name my band)
Such a pretty girl
Who's to say
We wouldn't like her
The natural way?
Such a pretty girl
Why oh please
Must her fake tits
Try and squeeze
Out of her top
Ready to pop
She's a porn star I know
But they gotta go...
Katie Morgan's Boobs
Such a shame
Katie Morgan's Boobs
Way too LA
Katie Morgan's Boobs
Just not the same
Katie Morgan's Boobs
Make men feel lame
[Repeat Chorus]Labels: other people are nifty
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{ Wednesday, February 21, 2007 }Things You Didn't Know About George Takei From the man's website:
- He's run five marathons!
- With the outbreak of World War II, he and his family together with 120,000 other Japanese Americans were placed behind the barbed- wire enclosures of United States internment camps. George spent most of his childhood at Camp Rohwer in the swamps of Arkansas and at wind-swept Camp Tule Lake in northern California.
- George was one of the driving forces behind the Arts in Transit program in which every Metro Rail subway station is given its own distinctive look, thereby fostering neighborhood pride.
- He carried the Olympic Flame in the 1984 Los Angeles Olympic Torch Relay.
In short: he is the most awesome ever.
Labels: other people are nifty
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{ Tuesday, February 20, 2007 }LUCE, Clare Boothe. Hmmm. Clare Boothe Luce, 1903-1987. Ambassador. Congressperson. Playwright of The Women. Managing editor of Vanity Fair. Interesting. The library has biographies of this woman. So I shall as well, soon.
Also listened to NPR featurette on book about Jesse Owens at the 1936 Olympics. There are too many interesting people in the world. And not enough time to read about them. Stupid history.Labels: other people are nifty
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{ Monday, February 19, 2007 }Oh, Hugh Laurie. From the TWOP recap of last week's House:
You know, Cameron, if Americans had that defeatist attitude two hundred and thirty years ago, Hugh Laurie would be able to use his real accent on this show since we'd still be English. Also, House would be done by the BBC and the sets would be made of cardboard. The Magic Schoolbus Cam would consist of blood vessel-looking things hanging on strings in front of a picture of a vein while the camera slowly zoomed in. When people went outside, they'd be shot on film, but when they were inside, it'd be on video for no apparent reason and somehow we weren't supposed to notice. It'd be pretty great, actually.
Agreed. Though, actually, one thing I've noticed about Hugh Laurie is that I find his American accent ten times as appealing as his English accent -- which goes against everything I understand about myself and the world we live in. The closest I can come to explaining this abberation is that Laurie pitches his voice lower on House, thus making him gravelly-voiced and solemn. But still. It's strange. Or do you disagree? Here. I'll give you something to compare it to.
Happy President's Day!Labels: great britain, teacher mother secret lover
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{ Wednesday, February 14, 2007 }An update on Project Liz Gah! Who's behind on the times? That would be me. But it's not like I've been lazing about, doing nothing! No sir! Been writing lots for Daily Reel, and my latest Bookslut column also just went up. LizWriting, all over the web! Dig it!
What else to report? Well, the Canadians are totally for sure buying "Hand Of God" -- I received the contract and their copy-edits this week, which were so polite. No idea when it will be on Alberta newstands, but I'm still very psyched. Aimee and I are damn close to finishing a readable-by-others draft of our Office spec, which is exciting as can be, because it means that we finally have the necessary samples to start showing around to agents and managers. This is actually pretty impressive, when you realize that Aimee and I have only been writing together for about a year, and in that time have written many drafts of four different scripts. Go team!
Too Little Too Late news: we have money! Full financing is being provided by a fine little commercial production company that I shan't mention by name. We are still incredibly on the cheap, but now the things that need purchasing can actually be purchased! There is still an absolute ton of work to do before shooting (which is now scheduled for the first two weekends in March). But it is still exciting!
Missed news: we have a new editor! This is not very exciting, I suppose, but the sheer fact that there is any news about Missed should be good enough for you.
Other news: It's Valentine's Day! It's Eric's birthday! It's Wednesday! It's the day I read about this!
So. A good day, I think. Punch someone you love tonight! I know I will.Labels: in which our heroine, projects:missed, projects:too little too late, projects:writing
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{ Friday, February 9, 2007 }For all those who like to hit balls... Rubber balls, that is. Sorry, I'm a five-year-old. Which is why I'm a big fan of this.
LA folk should please note that a new and exciting attempt to reclaim our lost youth is happening on a biweekly Sunday basis; if you rocked the four-square as a kid, then you should join the 4 Square League. There's another preseason match this Sunday, and you can read up on previous action on the website -- the rules will be carefully explained, and you'll be surprised by how quickly it all comes back. Hellacious good time, folks.
I'm a little discombobulated right now, thanks to my friends caffeine and 'tussin, and just spent way too much time staring at the trailer for Across the Universe. I forget, sometimes, about my deep passionate love for Julie Taymor. Then she makes another movie. And all is right with the world.Labels: city of angels, in which our heroine, moving pictures
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{ Wednesday, February 7, 2007 }'Beer goggles' effect explained From our friends in Manchester, some very important science:
"For example, someone with normal vision, who has consumed five pints of beer and views a person 1.5 metres away in a fairly smoky and poorly lit room, will score 55, which means they would suffer from a moderate beer goggle effect."
Science!
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{ Tuesday, February 6, 2007 }Nerd-Gasm When I am no longer Nyquil-hungover, I will probably have some very interesting and insightful thoughts on last night's Heroes. Calm, rational, analytical thoughts. But until that time, I leave you with this:
THE LICENCE PLATE ON THE LIMO SAID NCC-1701.
Heroes is going to kill me dead.
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{ Monday, February 5, 2007 }The iEverything: I want it alreadyLabels: online video
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In which Canada gets me, and Dog Jesus does what he can Odd weekend, but not bad overall. Dad was in town, and we went to The Huntington Gardens and Library, which is just as gorgeous as they say. I want to go back in spring, to see the wisteria in bloom, but it was still lovely and culture-fying. I especially enjoyed the brief stop in the library, which contains a Guttenberg Bible and several other rareities; I love looking at the handwriting of famous authors, the actual words they put on pages. Charlotte Bronte had a delicate thin line. Jack London had a big loopy scrawl, like he wrote with magic marker. The things you learn.
Nice thing that happened this weekend: On Spec - The Canadian Magazine of the Fantastic has expressed interest in buying the short story I wrote last summer about time travel and soccer. They want to buy it with real Canadian dollars! Now I can write off all those 6 AM World Cup bar-tabs! It really is true what all those writers say: one acceptance is totally worth the hundred rejections that come beforehand.
The comic book auction was an interesting time, especially the actual auction, which proved to be vaguely exciting. It made me want to attend actual auctions, just for the thrill of spectatorship. It's like sports! But with money!
Speaking of sports and money, the Super Bowl was fun, though I forgot how beer in the afternoon just makes me a napface. Though it didn't help that after a first great quarter, that game slowed down for serious. I did decide that if I were ever to get a dog, I'd name him Jesus D. Christ -- Dog Jesus for short. Dog Jesus will be a basset hound mix of some sort, because Dog Jesus should look sad all the time.
But you can do something to make Dog Jesus happy! Go and sign this petition protesting "drive-thru mastectomies". After all, if Jewel and my cousin Julie say you should do something, then you should probably do it.
And thus concludes our weekend round-up. Don't worry, I won't make a habit of it. Four times a month, max.Labels: in which our heroine, projects:writing, sports
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{ Friday, February 2, 2007 }Praise the Lord of All Things Cute... ...this Sunday, Puppy Bowl III is ON.Labels: adorkable, sports, teacher mother secret lover
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Planet doomed, film at 11. You know, I'd be a lot happier about Too Little Too Late's subject matter being in the news all the time if it weren't directly related to our civilization's eminent demise.
Finally saw An Inconvenient Truth last weekend, which was overall an interesting piece of work, telling me a few different things I hadn't known and reminding me of all the things I'd tried to forget. However, I had real issues with the lack of segues between the lecture sections and "Al Gore: Man Behind the Macintosh Powerbook"; while some of the personal stories were fantastic, the political angle (most specifically, the digs at Bush) felt really out of step and almost petty. Especially since I wasn't expecting a great deal of politics -- the advertising puts this movie in the context of nonpartisan edcuation, which is then totally betrayed by the content. It felt like a campaign ad for Al Gore. That's not a way to reach closed minds.
I'm not saying that you can separate the politics from this issue; I just know that this issue is important enough to warrent crossing party lines. Global warming, at its core, is a human issue. Has An Inconvenient Truth changed as many minds as it needs to change? Or, because of its political bias, just convinced liberals of things we already sort of knew?
It's still an important piece of work, though, a great compilation of all the mounting evidence. Don't get me wrong about that. Am I rooting for Al Gore to be the second man to win both an Oscar and a Nobel Peace Prize? (Three non-Googled guesses as to who was the first!) Sure. He's a cool dude. Even without the beard.Labels: moving pictures, not quite like the west wing, projects:too little too late
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Where are all the hipster comics nerds gonna be Saturday? That's right, they're going to be at the grand opening of this event:
Hero Initiative To Auction Off 100 One-Of-A-Kind "Ultimate Spider-Man" #100s
It's like a gallery opening! With wine and/or cheese! You love these things! You love destitute comics creators! So you'll be there.Labels: city of angels, comics
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Project-in-Progress: TOO LITTLE, TOO LATE Dad emailed me last week, the kind man, to tell me about all the broken links on this site that I should look into fixing at some point; he made special note of the link on the Projects page, to information about the two different shorts I'm currently working on.
"Oh, the links are fine," I replied, "there's just nothing for them to link to yet."
Fixing that now, though, since I just spent a ridiculous amount of time formatting the pitch pages for TOO LITTLE TOO LATE, the short film I'm producing for Maya K. to direct. One family in the post-apocalypse, enjoying Thanksgiving dinner on a storm-soaked beach. The idea came from a discussion regarding what would actually happen if you survived the end of the world with your family -- after all, in the worst of circumstances, you'd of course want to be with the ones you love. But at some point, you'd start missing the ones you like, as well.
We've been working on the script for the past few months, and this newest draft is easily the best -- which is good news, since we're aiming to shoot in three weeks. Yeah. Casting is pretty much wrapped up, and it went surprisingly well given that we had six roles to fill. Good talent pool in LA, quelle suprise. Now, it's just a matter of permits and money and crewing up. Fun times. I'll post updates as they come. All the fun stories that are there to be told. Right now, though, bed.Labels: projects:too little too late
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