March 6th, 2002

BA-ZAMMM!

Lids Vs. Maps


Friday night: Jessica Seratti's birthday party at the ol' Jungle Juice house on Oxford. I went with Megan & Lexie, and then Ron showed up, and I saw lots of folks I knew like Kyle Wardell and Jim Schulman and Jessica herself and "Raver" Rob and William (AKA Denim Dude #2). Then, Megan & Lexie decided they were having some lousy time, which wasn't far from the truth for myself as well, so they decided to make their own party at their own place. The three of us drove back there and so did Ron and then Drywall and Peat Henry and lil' Pete and Casey and Brad came over and it was pretty funny. Reckon I was the last person there; I left around 5:30AM, about a half hour before the time that I'd intended to wake up anyhow.

Instead of waking up at that time, I slept 'til 10:00AM or so, then decided that getting up was a good idea since I had a film to shoot. I made some phone calls and showered and a little later, we shot some close-ups and recorded some sound. That night I went to see the school play, Blood Wedding, which I ended up having to tape cuz some other jackass wouldn't. I taped it, which disallowed me from watching the show all that closely, but from what I did see, I don't think I'd care much for it. I mean, I could tell you the story, but I was more concerned with framing the video thing than anything. Had I known the video was basically going to go without an audience forever, and that it was basically purely for archival reasons, I'd prob'ly have just turned it on, sat down, and watched the show. Whatever. At least I saw it. After that, I checked out some more gook from the media center and took it home and then returned to Al's place where he and Jesse and I had some food and drinks and I passed out cuz I was so tired (I'd only had two drinks).

Sunday morning Al woke me up and I left and started getting ready for the supposed "big" shooting day. We started at half past one PM or so, and while I was at the media center, I saw Brian from Film class checking some gook out and asked him if he could help me, cuz a lot of people I'd called I was unable to get a hold of or otherwise were unable to help me. We shot some outdoor shots, and it was cold, but it blew cuz we hardly got anything else since we kept having equipment trouble. First, the DAT wouldn't work correctly, then the battery belt was all messed up, and who-knows-what. Eventually, we just gave up and decided ultimately that we're gonna try again on this coming Saturday (yes, that means that California is postponed a day or two). Another big boner is that I was about ¼ of the way through shooting this 400-foot reel of film, and as it turns out, you can't turn the camera back in without both magazines, so I had Kyle call in and reserve it after my time with it was up, which would give me enough time to go to class and tell everyone in class (since our class is pretty much the only one that uses these cameras) not to use the Black camera, and if they did, to talk to me first. I'll be doing that tomorrow, after I pay rent (barely on time).

Tomorrow night is the big Phallus Chalice, BaySayBoos, and Snatch Patch show at the Hi-Pointe around 9:00PM. It's a benefit show for Aaron Crozier's new 35mm film Grumboon, and it should be pretty great. At least, it's for a great cause. I've prob'ly talked about this in LJ already, but I think it's important that alla you worthless jokers get out there and help Aaron out. He's a real bad-ass. As for the show, I've heard Phallus Chalice puts on a great one; never the same thing twice with those guys. As for the others, I've heard of Snatch Patch, but am unfamiliar with his (their?) music. Who cares, though? $4.00 21+; $6.00 20-. I've started referring to it as "The Genital Rhyme Show" based on the two bands playing that fit that description.

So today was a really blah day. French class was cool, as usual, and so was Janis Valdés's class, cuz she's a real bad-ass, and all we did was eat pizza and take some easy open book/note final, but everything in between, before, and after was sort of just...who knows? I got pretty drunk last night, and appropriately enough, watched Leaving Las Vegas while doing so. What can I say? It was a lousy day yesterday. REALLY lousy. Well, at least we have something worked out. If we don't finish on Saturday, I think I'll just give up. On life.

So after Janis's class, I made some mix tape for Megan McCaul, and actually it's two mix tapes.

I also finally talked to Pat Walsh of the PTA regarding their drum equipment that I STILL have from XRII (that's right, almost two months ago now). We've arranged to get it back to him. They're playing something like three shows in the next eight days or so. Wish I could go, but looks like I'll be doin' California time (I just made up this time, pretty much; it's a lot like Memphis time, I reckon). When this week is over, I'll be doing better. As for now, I'm stressed about this film shoot hanging over my head, and this juggling of the camera with the media center, and whether I'm going to Columbia on Thursday to see the Dismemberment Plan as I'd like to do, and whatever else. It's killer. Hopefully, and with a little bit of luck, I'll pull through.

I'm nearing ready for bed. LateR.
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BA-ZAMMM!

Janusluck


Hopefully, the "stuff I do" list for tomorrow will look something like this:

-Parents' House to do Laundry
-Autotire to get Car Fixed
-Parents' House to do Laundry
-Early to school to give Pat Walsh his band's drumstuff back
-School
-Parents' House to do Laundry
-Work
-Burger City
-Parents' House to do Laundry
-Mustardpractice
-Parents' House to do Laundry
-Home

Yes, of course that many Laundry-times in one day may prove unnecessary, but then again, not all of them are certain to occur. I also have to get gas at some point, but that's a whatever.

When I got home from the show tonight, JT had called me. I was wondering what his phone number is. Now I reckon I can call him.

So tonight was the benefit concert for Grumboon, and it was pretty great. Phallus Chalice and the BaySayBoos were both pretty righteous, and Snatch Patch wasn't really worth mentioning either way. Some people who were there:

-Brad Evans
-Ryan Samul
-Ron Warner
-Lexie Korba
-Glasses Dude (Niles)
-Video Dude Joe
-Other Tivoli Dude (from the A Clockwork Orange night)
-Marcus Freeman
-Jeff Hedrick
-'Bocker
-Jessica Podewell

Yeah, it was some crazy mix of folks, but it was a good time all around, and Aaron Crozier was dressed like some hotshot. I sold two copies of Stage Presence Not Included, too! To make matters better, some girl working at the Hi-Pointe had a Breeders shirt on, and she told me that their new album is out May 21st, then gave me a hug! Just for likin' the Breeders!

Since I walked to the Hi-Pointe from my place (it took about 35-40 minutes, for those interested), I had to find a ride home, but I figured that since I had some Rocket Sauce for Ryan, he'd be willing. Sure enough, after the show, Brad and Ron and I went to get food at a certain nearby unmentionable and mostly worthless Taco joint, and then Brad went back into the Hi-Pointe while I waited for him to talk to Ryan and then the three of us did a bunch of nothing before Ryan took me home. At the end of the night, I've got a handful of Phallus Chalice labels, a Phallus Chalice mini-poster, two CDs sold, and a headache.

Earlier, when I came home from school, I checked the mail and there was an airmail envelope from Lise Johnson. It contained nothing but a hemp bracelet with some wacky beads on it. No message or anything. I started to write a letter to Lise before I had to leave in time for the show (I walked, remember?)

And before that still, I was at school, and when I went to my car, it wouldn't start, as it seems so fond of doing of late. I walked around, Ron wasn't home and neither was Russ, and then I ran into Stacy Auch, and she tried to give me a jump, but it didn't work, either. Since I had nowhere to be, really, 'til the show tonight, I walked aimlessly around campus, slept in my car some, and then went to Hannah and Amanda's, where Amanda made some pasta dinner for myself and Immanuel and Alex (who had come over). Amanda, her boyfriend Jason who was there, and Immanuel left to go see someone talk about Israeli-Pakistani relations, or something, which I'd have attended were it not for the show. Hannah came back shortly before those three left, then Al and I left sometime later so he could give me a jump, in the event that I still needed it. I didn't, so we briefly discussed California, and I left.

To go back further in the day, and make this entry more like Memento with each passing paragraph, in film class, we got our color projects back, and mine looked awesome, and Hong more or less agreed. Somehow the camera I used had sort of screwed up the sprocketholes, though, but it should be usable. There was some note on my container of film, and it's a good thing the place had decided to process it after all, cuz I opened it up, not knowing that often times, they won't develop it when they send it back with notes and whatnot. Phew!

Before school, I paid my rent. Not too exciting.

I had a big breakfast with a cinnamon-raisin English Muffin, a Mozarella Omelet, a Grapefruit, and a glass of Orange Juice.

The End/The Beginning.
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