that house of pancakes doesn't seem very international to me
perhaps someday there will be a little plaque outside, a neat little copper-colored mix of metals. a plaque that details in fine and simple letters the fact that our band of few patroned this establishment so regularly as to have practically laid its brick and mortar. perhaps there will be a little plaque, or a sign. maybe just some plants or something.
or a statue. yeah, like a really big and matte and imposing statue. titanium, or something.
it snowed this weekend. lots of snow. it's the kind of sight that makes me remember things with that foggy recollection of hopes and dreams. the kind where you go "this reminds me of that...thing. you know, with the guy." the not-so-memorable memories. anyway, snow. snow that i looked at while driving to ihop, snow i looked at while at ihop. snow and snow and snow and snow.
i met with the director, our new hair/makeup person, and a few other friends from times past and present. it's been awhile, so it was nice to get together and laugh and laugh and blah bippity blah blah. the suggestion was even made to throw a hotel party, all the gang getting a big room and just having a space where you know you'll have fun amongst friends. so i'm gonna look into it.
afterwards? came home and all that. today some boxes came, three of them. the film equipment is either going to trickle or tsunami, what with there being thirteen boxes or so in all. it's all so terribly exciting, yes, but i've been up late and just can't get the will to wail and wow myself over such things. yawn.
otherwise, i've decided i need a new name for the company. my previous company name met with distasteful glares and confusion, and even some multi-colored remarks about my ability to fornicate with myself. but sunday took the wind out of whatever sails i have...the ihop audience was not impressed. the constant barrage of discouraging responses was basically a sign to realize when to just let go. so i let go, and i'm thinking of new names for the company.
i've even been twiddling with ideas to change the movie title...gasp. no, seriously, gasp. i'm asthmatic, shut up. jerk.
right, whatever. anyway, ideas and ideas and ideas. more ideas and scratching out ideas and erasing the scratching out then scratching out again with a deeper scratch...you get the idea. the topmost concern was whether or not to keep a 'THE' at the beginning of the title.
think about it, what if it had been named just "Wizard of Oz" or "Shawshank Redemption" or "Green Mile"...but, by the same token, what if they had been named "The Top Gun" or "The Magnolia" or "The Fight Club"...there's a subtle art here, friends, and it should not be taken lightly, to say the least.
but sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, and no one puts it as well as the brother did when asked about the "THE":
"fuck articles, man."
i salute you, bruh. wholeheartedly.
or a statue. yeah, like a really big and matte and imposing statue. titanium, or something.
it snowed this weekend. lots of snow. it's the kind of sight that makes me remember things with that foggy recollection of hopes and dreams. the kind where you go "this reminds me of that...thing. you know, with the guy." the not-so-memorable memories. anyway, snow. snow that i looked at while driving to ihop, snow i looked at while at ihop. snow and snow and snow and snow.
i met with the director, our new hair/makeup person, and a few other friends from times past and present. it's been awhile, so it was nice to get together and laugh and laugh and blah bippity blah blah. the suggestion was even made to throw a hotel party, all the gang getting a big room and just having a space where you know you'll have fun amongst friends. so i'm gonna look into it.
afterwards? came home and all that. today some boxes came, three of them. the film equipment is either going to trickle or tsunami, what with there being thirteen boxes or so in all. it's all so terribly exciting, yes, but i've been up late and just can't get the will to wail and wow myself over such things. yawn.
otherwise, i've decided i need a new name for the company. my previous company name met with distasteful glares and confusion, and even some multi-colored remarks about my ability to fornicate with myself. but sunday took the wind out of whatever sails i have...the ihop audience was not impressed. the constant barrage of discouraging responses was basically a sign to realize when to just let go. so i let go, and i'm thinking of new names for the company.
i've even been twiddling with ideas to change the movie title...gasp. no, seriously, gasp. i'm asthmatic, shut up. jerk.
right, whatever. anyway, ideas and ideas and ideas. more ideas and scratching out ideas and erasing the scratching out then scratching out again with a deeper scratch...you get the idea. the topmost concern was whether or not to keep a 'THE' at the beginning of the title.
think about it, what if it had been named just "Wizard of Oz" or "Shawshank Redemption" or "Green Mile"...but, by the same token, what if they had been named "The Top Gun" or "The Magnolia" or "The Fight Club"...there's a subtle art here, friends, and it should not be taken lightly, to say the least.
but sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, and no one puts it as well as the brother did when asked about the "THE":
"fuck articles, man."
i salute you, bruh. wholeheartedly.
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