"You know,
I never figured I'd make it this far. It's gotten to the
point where it doesn't matter anymore. These are my best days."
----------- Homeless man who died in an alley close to where I live.
The Box
Yeah, If anybody can come close to
reaching what he found, they'll be
free of it all.
I didn't think that starting out the
column serious would suit the
regular style of the future columns, seeing as how this is the first
"real" column you are reading from me. I did it anyway. The man deserved
it. That said, I wish to tell you that the above was... EXTREMELY not
normal. Get that shit out of your heads before anything.
I had a dream last night that I was
sitting alone in an anonymous open
area, and the wind is blowing and all other noise is nothing compared to
it's sound. I then "woke up" in my dream to find myself living in a
horrid little virus of a world, where english muffins inhabit the earth,
and you're called a freak because you look different (which, by the way,
didn't bother me. It was the whole "getting taunted by round, english
bread" thing that beat my ego enough to force me to say "Wait a minute,
Thomas'. Fuck you").
They stuck me in a pit where monkeys
didn't throw poo, no. These monkeys
threw flaming Richard Simmons' at me (even in my dream I threw in a gay
joke, sweet), until I finally woke up and realized that if I ate all my
English Muffins, I could stop the rebellion. It took me well into my 4th
English Muffin to realize what a fuck-tard I was being.
Hey, that's the way things go. Like
my crazy grandfather said, "I likes
my jello hot."
Well, I'm almost done with my
screenplay, so I believe I'll storyboard
next. I already have an artist lined up,so it'll be no problem. I just
need to figure out how to shoot.
*Side note: I don't necessarily LIKE this method
of fimmaking, but due to our forecasted budget, we'll have to do it this
way.
I'm very curious as to how the next few years will run. I could piss
myself and admit I'm scared as fuck, sure, but that's not how I'd like
to carry myself. I spoke to one indie director, and when asked how he
survived fundraising, he said, "I couldn't have done it without the
pussy and the she-males." I called him hardcore and that was that.
You may have noticed that I've quoted
other people 3 times in this
column. While sure, it can pass as the inane jumble of thoughts that you
surely thought it was, but it was really set to prove a point. Don't
fuck with me, I'll work like that.
That wasn't the point, THIS is the
point; There was a quote from a
homeless man, a much-older relative, and a person who is in the same
industry as I am. Out of all of those, why is the homeless man's quote
the best one? It doesn't seem right. He was out there with this way
about him, and saying the things he did while living in shit, while
blithering idiots (except for the filmmaker, who was hardcore) are
living it up playing golf, and talking about the new slang "Jerome"
taught him at the office last week. It's a sick fucking thing.
To those that finally wanted my real
column, there you go. Your feedback
will show if you waited for nothing or not.
See you next update, regardless.
sAm
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