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    Also, I realized about forty pages in that I could not pinpoint the last page of the serialized chapters - which was impressively curious to me (though not to my roommate when I mentioned it out loud). Then I remembered hearing something about this being optioned for a movie. Anything ever happen with that?

    Top Secret right now.

    And, yes, I deliberately wrote OCEAN to obscure the breaks.
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    I've been whoring myself and my band for so long that I'm becoming kind of numb to whole process. I'm making something I love and will continue to do so but find it a hard slog against general indifference and false promises. You want to continue making your art/writing/music/whatever but are torn between the pressures of real life ("You have to get a career!" "When are you going to settle down?" "When are you going to grow up?" etc) and this urge to carry on making your... well, stuff. How do you folk keep going? How do we ever know what we are doing is worth something beyond self satisfaction even when we are sure it is? Depressing, eh?
      CommentAuthorrev'd '76
    • CommentTimeJan 20th 2008
    Tonight is my last night of drinking or drugs until I get a book done.
    • CommentTimeJan 20th 2008
    I turned 35 this week and I'm trying to convince myself that it's not too late to change my life, get published, lose weight, get laid by somebody new... yeah.

    I'm listening to "Some Weird Sin" by Iggy Pop. that about sums it up.
    • CommentAuthorOrion
    • CommentTimeJan 20th 2008 edited
    Hi all,

    A friend of mine is teaching a Sci-Fi in Film course and he's doing Metropolis. We're trying to come up with examples of other SF movies or books where people have mechanical hands like Rotwang's. The point is to demonstrate that Metropolis popularized a lot of very common SF imagery (city of the future, airships around towers, highways in the sky, sexy robot/cyborg, mad scientist, mechanical hand, etc.). If you have any suggestions, post them! Obviously, we've already thought of Star Wars.

    Also, I dislocated my shoulder yesterday and everyone at the emergency room was just lovely, except my nurse, who was kind of a prick.
    • CommentTimeJan 20th 2008
    My other random bit: 9 in chat right now.
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    make that 8
    • CommentAuthorseanmike
    • CommentTimeJan 20th 2008
    I'm having way too much fun making cocktails.

    I've had three Suffering Bastards today and debating what to make next...

    And this year, I need to write more. Especially now that my thumb healed.
    • CommentAuthorwillreaves
    • CommentTimeJan 20th 2008
    I'm muddling through Medieval pageants and miracle plays for a university course I didn't want to take.
    I hate these things, but I'm told they're important.
    I suppose if I want to be a successful human meatsack I should be well-rounded.
    Not to mention it'll be good information for my own writing.

    Aside from that I've hidden in my loft all weekend, drinking whisky and watching the sidewalks below my windows.
    I'm lonely, but for the first time in a long while that's alright.
    • CommentAuthorGregCarter
    • CommentTimeJan 20th 2008
    Doing a *head-desk* because I just finished penciling the last page of Chapter 1 and I thought of a killer scene that would have made an even better ending. Now it won't quite fit. Oh well, the beginning of Chapter 2 suddenly got a lot better.

    Just watched yesterday's dismantling of Elena Dementieva by Maria Sharapova. That was brutal.
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    Orion - Off the top of my head, Ash's ridiculous hand by the end of "Army of Darkness," and the lead character at the end of "El Mariachi." Which just goes to show you, just because you can make an action film for under $5,000, it doesn't mean you should. Neither are exactly SF, but still. Maimings in genre films. You can probably tack on Rodriguez's "Planet Terror" segment of "Grindhouse," too.
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    This weekend I had planned to stop being a hermit before my friends forget what I look like... I failed miserably. It helped that I left my phone in work and don't have my keys. I also have three websites to work on and did diddly squat. So much for 2008 being a push forward... next weekend will be the opposite! If I tell you that it might work, but then this is the internet... lies rule. Of course I'm forgetting your technowizardly powers of the mind forcing me to tell the truth - especially if it's nasty...

    Broadside's a good pint though, eh?
    • CommentAuthorThorn
    • CommentTimeJan 20th 2008 edited
    My weekend has been largely lack-luster, and I suppose that could be considered my own fault. I spent Friday night hot-boxed in a "club for members" in Salt Lake City (You have to understand Utah's liquor laws for this to make sense) called Cheers to You, which is a hole-in-the-wall. I then spent my Saturday not-quite-hung-over. Today I'm soaking the truman cell of my Oreck air purifier which I hold largely responsible for keeping myself healthy while people drop around me like flies with colds and the flu. ISN'T THAT FASCINATING? I'm contemplating how I just got paid two days ago, and my check is already almost spent in its entirety on assorted bills and debts and resenting how I can't quite seem to climb out of the hole quickly enough, completely. This wouldn't have to be the case were I simply willing to sacrifice the little things that keep me sane and able to get up day to day and continue working towards my goals. This weekend I am utterly boring. In the next few weeks, I look forward to seeing Vast, Coheed and Cambria, and then on Valentine's Day, Marilyn Manson who makes his return after being banned in Utah for ten years after ripping up a Book of Mormon on stage. (sheesh, sensitive LDS.) I pepper these different shows with smaller local ones in between featuring amoung others, Redemption and Carphax Files Incorporated.

    Warren, I'm curious. What, if any, projects did you ever have excitement or interest for to work on that, in the end, never made it off the ground?
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    I study at McGill, whose reputation is of being in the top ten party schools in North America (as ranked by Playboy, I think, so don't give that too much importance). In management, we have this huge week-long party that implies being drunk for a whole week, taking your shirt off and, for many hopefuls, scoring drunk pussy (or dick, mind you). So yeah, I tried it, was fun, but I have a girlfriend which kind of negated that whole last element there.

    What they didn't say is that it fucked you up for the rest of the semester. Two case studies to present this week, plus catching up with the shitload of lateness in my readings that I've accumulated so far, plus going to lectures, plus working, equals me not having much time to do anything else with my life. Thanks for providing salvation, even though right now I'm feeling guilty for having looked at this post for over 30 minutes and not having done any readings instead.
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    Re: DeMark's cat being named Bit - does anyone know the reference? It rings a bell, but my mind is cruel and taunts me with the possibility of knowing without actually telling me. Not knowing could drive me mad(der).
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    It's a year tomorrow since my dad died. Heart attack out of the blue; one of those that comes from nowhere and flips a switch.

    Planning on taking the wife and the babies and spending tonight and tomorrow with my mom, which is all for the good.

    Never bothered with the stages of grief, oddly enough. I've hovered at sad for a year with occasional spikes down. Can't be angry because I believe in the machinery of the universe and know that the system does what it does. Can't bargain because we're an infantry family and we don't beg. Can't deny because, as the oldest, I was the point guy to deal with it. So, yeah. Sadness and acceptance. It stings that it happened in '07, since so much good happened then... but if we could schedule it we'd drag on.

    I, for one, am looking forward to this last "first." The firsts have fucked me up something fierce... first time I called his cell and realized he wouldn't pick up, first birthday without him, first call from him on my folks' anniversary saying "Don't come by tonight or it'll be a waste of the Viagra," first Thanksgiving, first Christmas. Firsts are a big pile of bullshit, and I'm ready to be done with them.

    Blah blah blah. Schedule your open mics better and I'll be more engaging and less of a maudlin little bitch. Incidentally: steampunk versus electropunk. Tom Swift cranked up to 11. Thoughts?

    On the plus side, I found out that Thunder Road outsold manga on GoComics during its run. Suck it, Japan!
    • CommentAuthorPablo
    • CommentTimeJan 20th 2008 edited
    I have a ton of work for next week, I have two tests I should really get my ass in gear and study for, seeing as I know absolutely zilch about the topics they are going to cover, and I have to read a few chapters of a book and write up an essay for Wednesday. Instead, I am arsing around on the internet. This is going to turn out lovely.
      CommentAuthorJeff Owens
    • CommentTimeJan 20th 2008
    I got my nipples tattooed this week!

    Nipple of Baphomet

    • CommentAuthorMalifer
    • CommentTimeJan 20th 2008
    Hey Warren whatever happened to you making a tv show for AMC?
    I haven't heard anything about it in a while.Is it just a slow process?
    • CommentTimeJan 20th 2008
    It feels like it's been such a good week. I don't know who I am becoming. I'm feeling healthy, productive, and relaxed. The same old shit isn't getting me down. I'm becoming a new monster. I'm taking on so many things. Imagine putting me on the airwaves....