Monday, October 31, 2011

Let's rekindle the flame universe

Him - "What are you doing Saturday night?"
Her - "Committing suicide."
Him - "What about Friday night?"

Name that movie

I'm tired.  It's my theme.  For how long will my eye lids weigh me down like this?  Getting close yet so far.  Our lips.

When do I get to make out with the universe again?  It's been so long.  Come on baby let's rekindle the flame.


Sunday, October 30, 2011

It's all ocean

Pointless, meaningless words
These are purely words to make a quota
A rant to noone
For no one's ears (Or eyes)
My heart is fading in and out
Along with my soul
Part of me has left the building
My inside feels like druggy Elvis
I like food to help with avoidence
Avoid the void
The hole
The bottomless hole
I'm throwing stuff in there
Where's the land
All I see is ocean

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Blind mention of shadows

There's nothing more to say that hasn't been mentioned
Nothing to bring to the surface, no new message
I'm bringing no heat
No furnace in my person
No fire to bring you
No tools to lend
No signals of improvement
Nothing that says this is good
No female perspective
Life is drawn
It's the artists perspective
Take the town by land
By sea

Memorize the lines
Or don't
Live with the choice
Or live by the hand in the sky

Holding time is wishing on a cloud
How lame is the structure?
How was the time of pension?
How is your son?

You don't know

Friday, October 28, 2011

The fence of terror

The layers they tear
on the night of the scare
we're awaiting in dress
for terror, no less
It's your hand that I hold
as the night brings the cold
the waiting brings fear
as the time gets near
why do we arm? There is no defense
yet we wait and stand on the fence

Thursday, October 27, 2011

My movie update

First I tried to be a rock star.  Then I got sober.  Then I got married.  Then I sat on the couch and watched TV.  Then I tried to be a millionaire.  Then I ruined the economy.  Then I tried to replace Conan O'brien.

After that plan failed I wrote a movie script and set out to join the feature film makers club.  Where am I in the process of movie making?

As I said I have a script.  The script is a Bromance, a cheater movie.  30 characters in all but only 6 main characters.  The movie has been cast, except for the heavy metal band.  I've had two read throughs with the actors. 

My first camera man was taking forever to get together with me for the test shots.  He didn't have a car.  His brother was supposed to go to jail for a few months, which would mean he could use his brother's car.  We were really hoping the brother would head off to the slammer but unfortunately for me the camera man's brother's judge was lenient on him and there was no jail time in the sentence.

Then one of my main actors got his 2nd and 3rd drunk driving arrest within a week.  He had to go to jail for a few months.  Isn't life just like that?  The one you need in jail never goes and the one you need out of jail always ends up in the can.

Then there's the matter of my co-star.  I wrote the part for my best friend Ryan.  And wouldn't you know it, he doesn't want to be a movie star.  I asked my surfer friend if he would play the role and he was honored and said yes.  We did a read through and all went well.  Then he came to his senses and felt it was too much of a time commitment.

Then I offered the part to my wife.  It was going to change the movie from a Bromance to a I don't know what.  But my wife and I have chemistry.  My wife wants to be a star but doesn't want to practice and also doesn't particularly like me directing her.  I sensed this.

I thought of my comedian friend from Hollywood and asked him.  He read the script and said he's in.  After two weeks he said I should do a web series.  I said I'm set on making a feature and he said he quits.

Then I hired my wife to play the role again.  Once again she started saying that she doesn't want to get in a fight over her not doing a good enough job.  We started going to therapy so I figured that at least we could discuss it with the therapist and maybe it will be a good thing.

Then an idea came to me to ask my friend Adam to play the role of Ryan.  I asked my other friend David if he felt I should ask Adam to play the role of Ryan.  David said no, Adam's too busy.  I told Adam that David told me not to ask him to play the part of Ryan and Adam said that's not true, I'll do it.  Then I told David to go fuck himself.  (Just kidding, kind of.)  David has a small part in the movie and maybe he just wanted a bigger part.

So now I have the actors.  All I need now is a sound guy,  a camera guy, and a producer.

I had a job driving RV's for a relay race from San Francisco to San Diego for challenged athletes.  On this trip I met an Italian from Venice named Frederico.  Frederico knocked up a girl, who was visiting Italy at the time, and now he's trapped in Orange County with a wife and a baby.  Turns out that Frederico has some experience behind the camera.  He used to take tasteful nude pictures of women until his wife put a stop to that.  After some prying I learned that it's his dream to make a movie.  His favorite actress is Julia Roberts.  That's not exactly what I had in mind but the sound of having an Italian cinematographer trumps everything.

I have a drunk friend who's a musician.  This guy knows audio.  He's living off unemployment so he already has his base income taken care of.  He also lives with his mom, who wants him out of the house.  Working on a movie gives him just that opportunity.

Now all I have to do is practice with the actors, coordinate schedules, get money from my rich friends for a couple sound cards, external hard drives, a steadicam, and some meal money, storyboard the film, and start filming.

That sounds easy enough.  Right?

That's where I am now, I'll try to keep you posted.

Duke

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

The slip sign means turn

Slipping
I've said this is the time
Slipping
This is the sign post
As soon as a slip appears it's time
Grab on for your life
When the slip first appears you have time
Just grab on to something
Turn around and run the other direction
You know to do this
I didn't say it was easy
Just turn around!
Now
I don't care if you're tired.
Turn
Grab on to something or someone
There's fire at the end of this slope
Not the kind that keeps you warm
The kind that kills you
Turn
The sign has presented itself
Wake up!

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Sleepy stones

Tired
My mind got fired
Sleep
Stuff I can't keep
Hold
I'm stuck in the cold
Endeaver
This trips taking forever
Lying
It hides me from dying
Closed
Don't leave me exposed
Lips
They're wanting your tips
Such
I'm wanting the touch