Film School Plans
Oct. 21st, 2007 06:56 pmOh yeah, I so need to get into a film school and learn cinematography because I could make a freakin' fortune, seriously.
What happened? Today I went to see "Rendition" -- which was totally worth it, Jake in boxers, YUMMY! :D (Anyway, no movie review or spoilers here.) After the movie I stop to visit Auntie, and then stop and pick up a pizza because it's late and I'm tired and pizza is one of the greatest foods *ever*. So, I come home, put the pizza box on the coffee table, open a nice cold Coke and prepare to do a bit of channel surfing. Everything is going fine. Until Shockey, who has been helping me winterize the house, opens the door to the porch *and* the door to the house *At The Same Time*!-- and cats stream inside the house. Picture it: one helpless pizza on a coffee table, at least a dozen cats, one barky little dog... not a pretty picture but one which, had it been filmed, would be Oscar-worthy. Unfortunately, there is no camcorder or camera and I end up with no pizza and no way to cash in on the ensuing chaos. (I did get the promise of another pizza *for me* out of it though. Supper turned into a peanut butter cookie and Coke, not an acceptable substitute.) The cats are once again banished to the porch and I am going to take a nap.
What happened? Today I went to see "Rendition" -- which was totally worth it, Jake in boxers, YUMMY! :D (Anyway, no movie review or spoilers here.) After the movie I stop to visit Auntie, and then stop and pick up a pizza because it's late and I'm tired and pizza is one of the greatest foods *ever*. So, I come home, put the pizza box on the coffee table, open a nice cold Coke and prepare to do a bit of channel surfing. Everything is going fine. Until Shockey, who has been helping me winterize the house, opens the door to the porch *and* the door to the house *At The Same Time*!-- and cats stream inside the house. Picture it: one helpless pizza on a coffee table, at least a dozen cats, one barky little dog... not a pretty picture but one which, had it been filmed, would be Oscar-worthy. Unfortunately, there is no camcorder or camera and I end up with no pizza and no way to cash in on the ensuing chaos. (I did get the promise of another pizza *for me* out of it though. Supper turned into a peanut butter cookie and Coke, not an acceptable substitute.) The cats are once again banished to the porch and I am going to take a nap.