A Long Absence.

I know, I know it's been way to long. You can attribute that to my summer schedule and lack of sufficient inspiration.

I just want to take a quick minute to tell you about two things, one good, one BAD.

Let's start with the bad;

Rise of the Planet of the Apes

NOT GOOD. It was actually one of the first movies I've actually considered walking out of the theater during. Three quarters of the movie was mediocre exposition, only to be followed by cheesy and unimpressive action, wrapped up with an anticlimactic finish. The acting was disappointing, the filming and direction was cheesy, the plot had many gaps and both the writing and visual effects left something to be desired. All in all...DON'T GO.

Now for something excellent. He goes by the name "The Tallest Man on Earth"...he's not the tallest man on earth but he is a fantastic singer and song writer.

I have not been able to get this song out of my head:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5DyCIdYfpA

ENG 105- Final

My english professor (one of the coolest guys ever) gave us an option of writing a creative piece instead of an essay or paper for our final. For my final I chose to do a poem in response to Charloette Gilman's short story, The Yellow Wallpaper.
The poem is the story retold from the point of view of the wallpaper.
I hate that instead of posting new stuff I have written I'm posting homework, but hey it's been a busy quarter.

What am I but an installment, a piece of a house, a second thought?

What am I but an interior, a constant in a changing history, a staple to a disregarded room?

What am I but improvement lacking, a budgetary cut, an eyesore?

What am I but a fixation, a scar from a troubled past, a clue left by haunting?

What am I but a scapegoat, a tick for a nervous patient, an exception to all things fond?

What am I but unruly, a pointless pattern, a bulbous eye?

What am I but horrid, a vicious influence, a mind game?

Call me what you will, accuse me if you must but I am who you dictate.

I’m a stooping woman behind my pattern, a sense of creepy, a constant thought in your mind,

I’m a faint shake of pattern, irritating in the daylight, tortuous by night light,

I’m an acrobatic nightmare, noticed by all but acknowledged by you,

I’m hiding yellow kisses in your clothing, and strangled heads in my patterns,

I’m where your fixation boils over.

Who am I but a player of time, a masterpiece of manipulation?

Who am I but… in trouble….

Who am I but slowly vanishing bit by bit?

Who am I but vanishing still?

Who am I but almost vanished?

Who am I?

!!!:(:(:(!!!

Let me tell you how these last few days have gone:
Study, study, lose connection card, study, buy new connection card, study, find old connection car, study, study, study, study, party, lose connection card, study, study, study, find connection card, stu-lose connection card again.


I just have one question, where the hell is my connection card?

Breathing Through the Days

Hey guys, for my final project in my field production class I was assigned to do a five minute biopic. I was fortunate enough to have a fantastic subject! Take a look, let me know what you think!

I'm a movie maker!

Check out this short film I made for my film class:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QM9K0EgFN2g

It's been awhile...

My apologies for my absence, and unfortunately I don't have a lot to say right now....
But through the magic of facebook I found this gem:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7RQ6tvikf8&feature=player_embedded
If you like Taylor Swift of Mumford and Sons you should enjoy this!

How's that for inspiration?

So apparently the donations going towards Japan are 1/10 of what went to Haiti after their natural disaster, which of course is disappointing. Something not disappointing, what the my former high school is doing to make a difference.

Check out this segment King 5 did on Shorecrest:
http://www.king5.com/news/quake/Shoreline-students-raise-money-for-Japan-118129354.html

Never been so proud to be a Scot!