It's
almost comical to perceive of attempting anything else
during free time...just home stuff. I am realizing
however that it has to take a hiatus. I have to
do the Trinitrons. I have a 4-Day Weekend coming
up that will consist of all things Trinitrons. I will
be completing the audio script. Finishing the songs
I need to write, gathering the clothes and props
and preparing for the following 4-Day weekend (lotsa
time off of work) in which I'll record both G and
Dewey. It's really pushing it. I then have 2
weeks to grow the goatee back, and prepare for my
final 4-Day weekend and pull of Cameron and Spencer.
Whew. It's a tight schedule, but basically because the
house needs so much work. And more than anything, we
have to find "That Goddamn Bag" as it's so warmly
referred to 'round here..
What
usually is annoying for a few hours, has driven both
Jess and I nuts for a week now. There once was a
bag. It was a bag that held all the screws and hooks
and nails and what-not to everything in the house.
This was an important bag that we left out of a box
(as not to lose it) during the move until the last
trip. At which point it was put "somewhere". We cannot
find this bag. I can't put our shelves in our
bookshelves up, therefore leaving DVDs, Videogames,
CDs, books fugging EVERYWHERE. We've looked up and
down and it's just not happening. We've seemingly
opened every box, but still nothing. The worst is that
Jess believes it was put in our purple trashcan with
the toilet bowl brush (2 more items that still haven't
been found) and so we're looking for all 3 things for
a clue. That's a doozy of course because we don't
believe we boxed those. And it's still a total
mystery. Yes, you can work on other parts of the house
for awhile - but pretty soon, you just end up lookin
for that damn bag so you can get stuff on the goddamn
empty shelves. It's utterly maddening.
Everything
else is pretty good. Got an in-ground-cement-and-all
basketball hoop. What a pain that friggin' was. Worst
directions EVER. And Mr. Impatient decided he would
put the entire pole and backboard into the bottom
pole...by himself. I swear, I have done some
stupid things in my day - but this was really, really
stupid. There was a moment when I really had no
choice but to continue when I was thinking to myself
"I am going to seriously injure myself and feel
like a complete buffoon". Of course when you try
lifting and angling something that awkward and heavy
10 times, you get weaker and weaker. So I'd have to
stand there waiting for my energy to come back.
Finally by leveraging it on the side wall
I pulled it off. At which point I realized
that I had put a piece together wrong so it only goes
from 10 feet to 9 feet, instead of the 10 feet to 7.5
feet (the height in which Jess can dunk like she does
in her videogame)...so we'll be doing that all over
again (sigh). Oh well it works...and lemme tell you -
10 feet is FRIGGIN high. I'm pretty certain that my
entire life I've played on rims that were a bit too
low. I've measured this thing a 1/2 dozen times
because it seems soooooo high. Maybe I've shrunk?
Could be. Wouldn't suprise me with the weight of the
whole fuh-riggin world on me these days.
LOL.
I
have to say though, I'm enjoying these "household"
moments in a strange way lately. I feel like my dad at
moments throughout all these tasks and it's just cool
as hell. I have my car in my garage just
like my dad. Next to my trailer just like my
dad. The first time I parked it in there - and drove
it out, I felt all dad-ish. I have a basketball hoop
like my dad. I'm working on the yard and other various
things like any dad really - but I just keep shaking
my head at the similarities and how cool owning a
house is. I'm totally enjoying everything as much as
humanly possible because in a few short days - I'll be
engrossed in Trinitron focus and will be that starving
artist dude again. I cannot tell you how excited
I am that I can do "both" of these things.
Fulfill all the domestic stuff that I've always wanted
- yet be in this city and continue The Journey. I
never thought it was possible. And honestly, as long
as kids stay out of the picture for a few more years -
I'm in a great position to still pull off an amazing
career out here. I almost hate to write that
sentence in case I did have a kid too soon. The bottom
line is - I'm trying to give myself the most
opportunity to succeed out here and it is a longshot.
But, well, life does happen. All you can do is keep
pushing. It's all a balancing act.
All
I can say, is thank GOD the show is good. Really
good. If I was just in one field, acting, directing,
whatever...I would be hard pressed to keep my chin up.
But I knooooooooooooooow The Trinitrons kicks ass.
I know the sequel kicks ass. I know the
concept kicks ass, and most of all - I know that if
I continue to create things I'm passionate about,
it's only a matter of time. But again, thank goodness
the show actually does friggin' kick-ass. Acting can
be so subjective - hell everything can be - but the
show on one level or another works. Be it technical or
artistic, no one can deny that - and that knowledge
and faith in the product is what allows me to keep
fighting. If it all just came down to how I did
on a Taco Bell audition, I think I'd lose my
ever-lovin' mind.
By
the way - have you seen that one yet? Where the guy
drives to a taco bell late at night and then well -
just eats the taco? How can they even have auditions
for that. They had a full day of auditions, probably
100-200 guys. Can't you just look at headshots, narrow
it down to like 10, and then come in and see how they
eat a taco? Why waste the whole day (with zero tacos
man - bummer) when it all comes down to a final spot
of a guy driving, and then eating. !?!? The commercial
world is wacky boy.
Anyway
- Enjoy the
video.
There's something almost poetic about
watching a brick layer. It really is
impressive how they keep everything
level.
