Now Imagine Black Light Bubbles at a club!!!!

OK, so if you ask me this, though extremely geeky, is DAMN COOL!!!! So, imagine, you go into a club, and when the lights are on, you walk through a plethora of multi colored bubbles blown from bubble machines, and as you get further in, where different blacklights color them differently as they move from one area to another... INSANE I TELL YOU!!!! Also, for educational purposes, in the class room or at home they would be great for teaching the colors of the rainbow, or just color wheels in general. Can you mix and match the colors? Create your own? Imagine the possibilities! learn more here!

The Difference between here and there...

This is more an interesting observation to me than anything else, and it does make sense considering the regional business cultures, but when I was recently on my trip to San Francisco for a weekend with a friend, I was actually blown away by the overwhelming percentage of coffee shop internet surfers that were on Macs. I was just about the only one in the shop with a PC laptop. Conversely when I was in Seattle this last Wednesday for the Depeche Mode concert... that by the way rocked so hard I couldn't feel my legs afterwards... or maybe that is what all the alcohol I consumed. Back on subject, In the coffee shops I walked past in Seattle it was a clearly all PC laptop environment.
Considering the Businesses of each respective area, the Bay area having the Apple headquarters in Cupertino, and Redmond based Microsoft being in the northwest.
I guess I'm just more surprised at myself for being surprised by the largely regional differences in computer culture, but I'm not surprised at my jealousy that arose as I sat in a coffee shop across the street from the San Francisco Trolley Museum and saw a cute couple sit down at a table near me, and both pulled out thier respective Powerbook and started typing, sipping and talking away with each other... DAMN COUPLES!! :P

Conundrum...

I've become a little confused in my own head lately, as with the recent events in Spokane involving the tragic murder/assault of a family on the south hill here in Spokane raises the question of what punishment is appropriate for the degree of the crime committed. What makes this more personal to me is the fact that I know someone closely involved in the issue, and for concern of privacy of the party, I wont go further down that road. Considering where my formidable years bear on this,I was raised in a catholic family, and yes I was even an alter boy (please no dirty priest jokes), and well, the Christian thing to do is not take the life of another, but to forgive, and find a punishment that is more along the lines of life imprisonment, despite the perps age. What troubles me though is the fact that I don't feel we should impose the death penalty for criminals, I am pro choice.
The only connection I can see in this is that I guess I don't feel that we as a society can impose our wills upon others, I respect life, and I respect the need of the state not to rule over the physical being of it's people. So Do I actually oppose abortion? I can't go as far as saying I am pro life to the extent of not allowing an abortion, but I guess I feel it is morally incorrect. I find that those who take the pro life cause to the extreme of threatening the lives at clinics such as Planned Parent to be the most hypocritical of all, and I understand that these individuals are a minority of that movement, but I also know that those employees whom work in clinics such as these do not promote the use of abortion, and instead work to council those with unexpected pregnancies to alternatives to that choice, and also work to promote means of preventing such situations.
I know, in and of myself, let alone anyone out there in general, can come anywhere near ending this debate. At this time, I feel that I am just as big of a hypocrite for feeling one way and acting another, but what I do know is it is not my place to inflict my will upon other people's lives/well being.

1 am and the mind spins with sobriety...

Life is confounding, it's almost condemnable, but I can't quite go that far. We are all searching for something, but how do we really know when we have found it? I marvel at my friends who have found love, and I have yet to know what it truly is to have real love. To be completely honest, I have never had a relationship with anyone over three months. I find it rather pathetic, but that's my own little pity party. Some friends say its a blessing, some agree with how frustrating it is. I guess that's the real world for you, cynics and romantics. I hope to remain more the romantic. Well, as this is one of my first entries here, I'll try and leave it short, I don't want to give away to much of the story so soon.

Large, Medium, and Hey! Where's the Small?

Ok, so Like any lonely bachelor lounging in his apartment, I wonder to myself just what should I do for dinner tonight, and damnit, well I feel like being a lazy bum, so I surf on over to the dominos web site to see the menu. Now first off, I have been eating pretty lousy lately, being broke and working on night shoots for a film lends to a not so healthy diet, but being back on a day schedule, so I want something a little healthy, and well damn, they have salads!, ok, so I'm getting a salad, and so I shouldn't get a large, I'm no pig or anything, so a small would probably work great... WTF! ONLY MEDIUM AND LARGE!?!?!?! talk about American Supersizing everything. What kind of gluttonous schmucks Have we become... Damn, Guess I'll just get the large.

Per Diem, the Daily Joke

So, for those of you who don't know me, which I would assume would be most anyone who's reading this page, I am a aspiring mogul in the motion picture industry. On the way there, I'm starting at the beginning, a very sad place to start, but like any other industry, one must pay their dues. And at the bottom that means the "Do(s) this and Do(s)" that for very little if anything at all. Now many of my friends ask me why I'm staying in my home town, and not head to Seattle, or Portland, or more confusing to most L.A. Well as I have said to them, I'll say here, Sure I want to work there, but I WILL NEVER LIVE THERE!!! I lived there briefly as a child, and when my family moved away, it was so much for the better.

Now, as to relating this to the title of this post, working at the bottom, specifically as a PA(Production Assistant), and most recently as a trial by fire Key PA on the reshoot of a major motion picture that came to town, I learned the hard way just how badly per diem can burn. Contractually, as a PA, or Key PA, or any other kind of contract worker on a picture, you work until the day is done as dictated in a contract. Well, in my case I work until the work is done, not the day. Here's the punch line, this day can be anywhere from just a couple of hours, to, oh say, up to 18 or more.
With this the case, one can often find themselves technically working for much less than minimum wage when on the bottom of the rung. And for those interns working for free, well, school work and shooting, I have the utmost respect for them. As the Key PA, I am in charge of to other PA's, either paid or interned, and wow, what hard workers both are. I guess this post is more of a thanks to those that helped me out by working so hard on this project, and less of a rant about how rough it can be at the bottom, but all those I am working for now, and all those I hope to work with in the future, will have been through the same ordeal many times over, and as such I guess we all form a type of solidarity, whether we admit it or not. If we didn't love it, we wouldn't be together doing it.
So here's to the PA's, who I'm sure I'll be talking about in the near future, venting my frustrations, my pondering's, and my adulations, for this is truly like a dream, especially when you've been working more than 76 hours in 4 days.