the way things are going - they're gonna crucify me!

SO - i have a mission this weekend, which i'm pretty confident about but
not sure if i, personally, can pull it off. it's gonna take dire
determination, imagination, and no sleep. i am presenting to myself a
challenge of my writing skills. THUS - this weekend i will bust out a
screenplay. i've been brainstorming and have characters drawn out, but
haven't written anything solid yet. so, this weekend, i will begin this
friday night and finish by sunday a draft of a screenplay. i'm destined to
write out approximately 120 pages of goodness. it's a murder mystery with
a refrain in the end. this has been lodged up in my head for awhile so i
feel like the beginning part shouldn't be difficult to get through.
however, i think the ending will be the bitch of me. i'll keep ya posted
on this one....

i'm gonna enter it into a competition that has a deadline of april 17th.
wish me luck!

tonight - coldplay concert at the united center. should be fun cause they
had a great concert in vegas. hopefully it'll be close to the same energy
if not better.

i've been on hiatus lately cause time is so crucial. i haven't even had
time to watch any good movies lately. errrrr! i want to see v for
vendetta but i have this screenplay thingy, then the asian american film
festival is in town, and coldplay tonight, etc., etc., etc.

randumb commentary: alright, so i wasn't a coldplay fan to begin with, but
their concert was very cool, so i started to dig'em. i'm not like a #1 fan
or something. i actually like bands like radiohead, white stripes, and the
beatles. i'm pretty ecclectic and can listen to anything. i know how to
appreciate things for what they're worth and can see how or why other
people might like things. SO - don't hate on me or gimmie lip for going to
a coldplay concert if you don't dig their sounds. i dig'em and they put up
a good live show - end story.

it's gettin warmer in chicago! WOO HOO!!!!

junk

i just want to say how much netflix rocks. i only signed up a month ago,
but it really does save me moola. i use to go to blockbuster at least
twice a month and rent at least 2 movies, which would add up to 10 bucks a
visit - thus 20 bucks a month. With netflix, 20 bucks a month gets you 2
movies for like 3 times a month and the bonus is no late fees whatsoever!
there's no late fees at blockbuster, but if you don't return it in a week
after the due date, you have to buy it.

i know, i know....blockbuster has this netflix thingy too, where you can go
online and do it up just like netflix. but why go with the dopleganger
when you can go with the original? and i use to think the whole mailing
thing would be a nuissance - no dice. its totally cool and small enough to
fit in our mailbox. works well.

and now i await my plug check from netflix. haha!

moving randumbly.....

i'm having like a day 2 hangover. i wasn't even plastered on saturday
night, but i guess its the way drinks are made and how many brain cells i
kill off, but i'm still minorly hurt here. it's just a headache that won't
go away. NO - it's not a migrain or "a tumor" (circa Kindergarden Cop,
where boys have penises and girls have vaginas). they say hangovers are
usually products of dehydration, but i've been drinking gallons of water
for the past 2 days. still a little hurt here. it'll pass....

ncaa brackett - you're all screwed!

baby's in black

you know how you can tell when you're starting to feel old? when the joke
"Take my wife please!" begins to be funny. some 16 yr. old kid could
understand why it would be funny, but for some reason, in my older age, I
actually laughed out loud when i heard it (recently re-watching Goodfellas
for a record 187th time). I use to watch Goodfellas religiously during
college - especially my 2nd year. I didn't have classes on fridays, so i
appointed every friday as Goodfellas friday. I must've worn that tape out
cause i watched it so many damn times. it was awesome. then, i stopped
watching it for a good while. last night, i found it "On Demand" and i was
eating, so i figure i didn't have to pay too much attention to it while i
was munching. however, i couldn't take my eyes off the television once it
got on. it was like a rebirth. that movie's so frickin awesome! STILL MY
FAVORITE MOVIE! i need to get away from watching American Beauty for
awhile. Use to be my 2nd or 3rd fav movie - now it's starting to drop in
my personal list. sorta getting beat by tupac resurrection. i swear it's
a frickin good movie and i'm not big on tupac. no joke man...no joke.

ugh...back to work.

gotta git'ya into my life, somehow someway!!

i just realized how much i miss watching conan o'brien. i saw that he's
coming to chicago in may to do some tapings. WOO HOO!! i'm gonna try my
damndest to get tickets. i saw conan live about 4 times during college.
one of my goals in life at one time was to write for conan, but dunno how
far fetched that is now. less we forget that nothing is ever too far
fetched - especially if you're trying to pursue a dream where only a
minimal amount of stars shine bright enough for all to see.

sometimes i think i write too metaphorically. sorry....just gotta try to
catch what i'm saying. sorta like my sense of humor - just gotta catch the
joke. and yes - i do push bad jokes sometimes. but who the f*ck cares -
you never know a bad joke until you try it. someone's gotta give you a
sympathy laugh.

i've lived in chicago for almost 5 years now. (well, technically i'm in
evanston now....so, i've been in chicago for 4 years, and IL for 5 years.)
i've moved around from house to house every year till this past year, when
i moved into a condo with 3 other cousins. this will be the longest i've
stayed in one spot since i lived at home with my parents and that's about 7
years ago. crazy how where you hang your hat can change so many times....

a mezzo mezzo day.

it's gettin betta all the time!!

this is something that i didn't understand till later on in life. i was
part of a fraternity and when i was an undergrad whenever I met alumni, i
did my best to make them my friend. i wanted there to be a sense of truth
behind the word "brotherhood" and i really did make an effort to get to
know this dude that i'm associated with through an organization. however,
the alumnus that i was trying to get to know always seemed too busy and it
was always difficult for him to come around. now - definitely
understandable that there are "real world, out of college" things going on
and then there are "college, i'm getting wasted tonight" things going on -
so those are the different spectrums on the board. but i never understood
why they couldn't do little things every now and then - maybe stop by 2
times a month or give a call to an undergrad to see how things are going.
HOWEVER, now that i'm an adult (or pretend to be), i can see how it gets
difficult to do those little things. here i am, trying to balance these
things on a normal basis: a 40 hour per week job, a total commute time of
2 hours a day, keeping in shape by running at least 2 or 3 times a week
(which is approx. 2 hours a gym visit), my documentary filmmaking career is
another job within itself (i email, do massive research, film gigs, write a
crap load of stuff up, read, read, and read; do marketing, networking, and
trying to make contacts anywhere i can), and to add to this whole shabang,
i need to make room for my girlfriend. Whew - try saying this whole list
under one minute. that's how i feel most of the time.

to add on to the beginning of my topic, i can see how i couldn't or maybe
might not even want to try to relate to some 18 year old kid who's worried
about how to grow funds for rush. BUT for my AKL homies - i feel your pain
brothas. you young ones - just keep on keeping on cause even though that
old alumnus f*cker won't hear me out, just keep doin your own shiet cause
in your world, grabbing your balls and doing stuff is the best example you
can set for everyone else. that's what i did and by learning my place in
the organization, things ran well for me.

NOW, up to date and in relation to today - i may be slacking in the
friendship department. it's hard. it really is. i wish i could keep up
with friends at all times and make sure everyone is always okay. but i
don't have enough time during my days. i don't have time for me sometimes
and when i push myself further to be a better person by helping others - i
really do forget to help myself. it could sound stupid but if you know me,
you could probably see me doing this. i really do try to accommodate to
everyone as much as possible and sometimes i become a d*ck because i need
to have everyone feel alright.

alright...i don't feel like writing this anymore. this is complaining that
i wouldn't want to hear from anyone...so, why should i do this to ya'll,
when i don't even wanna hear it. werd.....

savoy truffle!

you know what i like witnessing when the observee is non-suspecting?
innocence. its so cool to see someone that is important or strong and to
assume that this person is always proper, especially in a work place
environment - but then to see them outside of that persona without them
knowing it. well ....that's just sincere and it makes you appreciate that
person on a different level. BUT this could just be me and taking in the
breath of life to another extent. sometimes writing gets difficult when
you want to create this complex character because there are "rules" to
sticking with the humanity and flaw of a character. its a sense of
consistancy because audience members are more observant than what writers
give them credit for. rule of thumb for writers: write for smart people,
but then again, write to someone that has never heard of it before.
comprende vou? you want to break down a story but don't dumb it down for
people. SO going back to this character thing, and relating it to real
people - how can i be consistant when in the world we live in, people can
change in a minute. HOWEVER, just to write outloud (instead of "think
outloud"), i guess maybe the character's consistent characteristic is to
always change. (i'm trying to be cleaver by always being inconsistant on
spelling 'consistent.') ANYHOO - what initiated this thought was how i
came across the doodlings of someone at work. she's a contract specialist
and when i was going through her files, i saw this butterfly doodle snuck
in along with red penned comments of important legalized terminology. it's
like all this important stuff, and then this butterfly doodle. for the
type of person she is, you wouldn't suspect it. it has a sense of
innocence in it. that all these hardworking older folks that we can easily
get irritated with on a daily basis was at one time a young kipper that
touched imagination in their unharmed mind. unharmed by what society has
influenced them to accept as right or wrong. unharmed by bad experiences
that they may always accept to be "wrong situations," but when in fact it
could have been a one time or two time fluke. NOT that i'm saying people
cannot assume, but again i will reiterate - this might just be me. my
blog, my thoughts, my words.

moving along - were you part of a fan club? do they even do that anymore?
like the kirk cameron fan club? i guess there are more internet savvy kids
out there that just join listservs about their favorite person. what fun
is that? i would've joined the punky brewster fan club and seen how she
suffered the problems of big boobs and what she did to overcome the jugs.

NCAA!! Are y'all about the MADNESS?!?! I am and tonight I will continue
to get my fix...

p.s. i am now having a hard time thinking of beatles song titles as my
post up titles from the top of my head. i'm sure i'm missing a lot, but
MAN....this is rough...

freeee as a bird

randumb:

how long do you hang on to your parents' house keys from the time you move
out to live on your own? a year? 6 months? just give it to them when you
move out? not sure....

it's march madness time, baby! gettin the bracketts goin and i'm in about
4 pools too many. i've never won this thing and this year, i'm picking
different winners for every brackett. so come on Duke, UConn, and Texas!!
(i know, i know....i have UConn winning for 2 pools, so that's why i only
named 3 schools). have fun this thursday peoples!

you know how hard it is to plan a bachleor party without going unto a porn
site? pretty damn hard! i mean...i'm not the best man, but our best man
wants a contribuatory effort from the groom's party. thus i am helping
search for venues, liquors, and topless shot girls. however, you can never
get too raunchy without getting unto a porn website. then you get the pops
ups and then the possible viruses, and then these things automatically
install crap on your harddrive that you don't know how to uninstall, then
they setup their porn website as your homepage and next time you go to open
up explorer (or firefox or navigator if you're living in 1997...holla
rutgers!) you get all the same pop ups and computer problems. see what we
go through to satisfy a man on his last days as a single being! are
bachelorette parties any easier??

anyone wanna donate to my documentary? i'm in the middle of writing up
proposals to gain sponsorships. the downside - deadlines and when money
would actually being coming in. don't know if it would be in time with the
timeline i had in mind. we'll see.....

back to monotony....

we're sgt. peppa'z lonely hearts club band, i hope you will enjoy the show....

i am not a coffee drinker. i'm a tea person, but i'm not anti-coffee. so
i will indulge on the caffiene if i need it. right now i just had the
infamous grande caramel macchiato bla bla skim milk light whip creme
splenda bla bla. ANYHOO - good stuff, till it gets down to that last drop
that's full of caramel residue and pure shot of caffiene - yowza! i did a
little body shake after i drank it.

randumbly - isn't that wierd?? have you ever experienced that little body
shake. it's when you're body takes in or feels something that really isn't
right to its system. so it gives you a shake or warning signal. sorta
like when you cough the first time you inhale a cigerette - which i am
totally free of. thank god on my smelling system. no offense to cigerette
smokers, cause i was part of the club for about 8 years, but for the last
year i've been on and off and recently i can say right now that i have
officially quit smoking. WERD BIOTCH! no joke. now don't get me wrong -
if i'm completely hammered or tokishly grinning, i might partake in a
stick, but somehow my body does the shake and i know that its something
that i don't like. since i've been clean - geeez....smelling senses??
where the hell did you come from?? it's amazing how much i can breathe
better and smell things with acute attention. however, i will NOT become
one of these pricks that have the need to pretend cough or say something
under my breath to someone that smokes. i've been there before, so i know
what its like to be a smoker. BUT, to continue, i'm not fond of people
that think that cutting back to lights or ultra lights will help in your
cause to stop smoking. the only REAL way to do it is to either get help or
quit cold turkey. the way i see if is that your body and the habit itself
are keen to each other. in other words, when it gets together, they like
to hang out with each other for that quick fix of 5 minutes. but if you
want to quit - you're gonna have to WANT it that you will be able to do it.
don't gimmie this bull shiet about cutting back and then missing it so
badly. just keep remembering why it's bad and stay strong! SO if you tell
me you're quitting or trying to stop smoking, don't look for sympathy from
me. once you tell me you want to quit - you better not be lying to
yourself and me, cause i will question why you're smoking a cigerette if
you break one out after saying those werds. sorry - that's just me. i'm
not a mean person and i'll probably not care the first couple of times
around when you break a stick out. but after awhile, you're preaching gets
old and if you keep saying "i'm gonna quit" but don't show any changes -
i'm just gonna shake my head in disappointment. ALRIGHT - enough of this
bull shiet. happier times....

randumbly - i'm watching anything box tonight. 80's stuff. don't know
them that well, but i've been listening to them for the past week. they're
okay. i'm not that psyched, but i'm excited to go to a concert. should be
fun nonetheless.

st. patty's day is big in chicago. they turn lake michigan into a sea of
green. very cool sight. the funny part - lake michigan is naturally
green. yuck.....

i'm eating at millinium park grill today. it has the #3 best burger out of
the 10 top burgers in chicago - according to the chicago tribune. cannot
wait!

ANYHOO, have a good summer. k.i.t. b.f.f.

ya say you want a revolution, well ya know...

OKAY - so here are my post oscar thoughts:

-Crash -- good deal! it shouldn't be a surprise - if brokeback wasn't in
the running, crash would've taken the cake easily. i'm actually more happy
that haggis won for best original screenplay AND even though he was as
nervous as he was - he still had a good point in his speech that stood for
what his movie was all about.

-gimmie a break with the representation of races. yeah, yeah - so i'm
doing a film about asian americans in mainstream culture. and ya know what
- asians are thrilled that Ang Lee finally won the grand prize after
getting shot down for crouching tiger, hidden dragon (when he had also won
the prominant awards that come before the big dance). congrats to ang!
BUT 3-6 mafia wins the oscar and african americans still feel that they
weren't represented any better in that awards show. didn't you see? there
was still a breakthrough! rap has never EVER been involved with the
academy awards and not only did it get nominated and performed BUT it even
won! 3-6 mafia didn't look unhappy to me. they were totally genuine and
awesomely thrilled to win. you never see people who win get that joyful -
these guys showed on the outside how these prominant actors that win really
feel on the inside. so that's that!

-best speech of the night: george clooney. can this guy be anymore cool?
and then he was funny too. talking about being 1997 sexiest man and being
batman. then he got a little deep and talked about the la la land of
hollywood. it was very short, blunt, and had meaning behind it. cheers
georgey boy....

-nobody cried. however, it looked like phoenix was gonna lose it after
hoffman was named. you'll get another chance brotha...you're frickin good
like that.

-jon stewart was okay. nothing great. he tried to throw some political
humor into the mix and i don't think the crowd was diggin it too much. i
will say this though - he's not afraid to do what comics are suppose to do
on the oscars - say what they want. at least he carried it well. will he
host again? don't hold your breath....steve martin is still my favorite
host. sorry billy - you've just done it too many times.

-still not sure about the reese witherspoon win. deserving? gonna have to
watch walk the line again...

-didn't like the music playing in the background during speeches. sorta
annoying. it's suppose to be more of an indication to end your speech
soon. not to add more drama to it.

-lily tomlin and meryl streep. totally funny and i believe that it was
more improvised than thought out. they must said, "let's read each other's
lines" back stage before they came out. it was good stuff.

-will farrell and steve carral - also funny stuff. BUT i'm gonna have to
give the funny man award to ben stiller. great man - really funny with the
green suit!

these are my thoughts and i'm stickin to it (unless i think otherwise)....

threeee cool cats (beatles version)

i've realized that robot jokes - just might not be funny anymore. i'm
gonna have to digress....

oscars this sunday. i'm somewhat starting to lean more towards Crash
winning the grand prize instead of Brokeback. Brokeback is still a safer
bet, but Crash is such a kick ass movie. i'm not really sure. however, i
will place my money on crash getting the best original screenplay - no
doubt. i think hoffman will upset ledger for capote. i saw north country
last night - and that's the only movie i think i've seen out of the best
actress column. however, going with storylines and criteria - i'm gonna
have to go with the chick in Transamerica. NOT ms. ryan phillipe - sorry.
for supporting dude - jake gyllenhall is gonna rock it over clooney (...i'm
so wrong on this though...clooney's been getting too much hype). and for
supporting chick - rachel weisz. ang lee's gonna grab a statue for the
asian peoplez....holla! and i'm gonna go with march of the penguins in the
documentary section.

i think my picks are bad. don't lean my way if you need to place money.
however, i try to go with my own opinion, mixed with the media's. i still
lean more toward what i think is right. i'm still upset with last year's
snubs on my scorsese picks.

RANDUMBLY,

i'm busy this weekend. i'm goin with my friend to a bar tonight after
having dinner with my girlfriend after work. then tomorrow, i have a
documentary interview at 3, followed by late dinner with a groomsmen
meeting for a wedding in september, then possibly another bar event later
at night. on sunday, i have the oscars - which is a bigger event to me
than others. i'm looking more forward to this than all the other stuff
this weekend. so, its cool that its the last thing. way to end the
weekend.

sorry to sound drawn out and blan today. too much going on right now and
too much in my head....

errrrrrrrrrrrrr!

alllll i want is you.....

you ever catch people do indispicable, cleansing procedures at wrong
moments? per se - picking a wedgy, picking nose in the car, passing gas,
smelling breath, etc. etc. what's funny is that everyone else does it - so
why should it be such a disgusting act if you know you need to do these
things to be more comfortable? okay, okay - i understand. sure, i don't
wanna walk around and suddenly walk into an unprecedented field of
unpleasurable aroma - however, there could be designated area for things
like that. like the corners of rooms should be understood as a place to
"fix yourself." SO...if you needed to burp or scratch yourself in an
unattractive looking way - go to the corner of the room, do it, and no one
should think different.

whatever - maybe it's just me....

randumb - are you yourself when you google your name? i am actually my
first hit when i google my name. it's actually me. not that my name is
common, but there ARE actually a bunch of jonald's out there. scary
enough. yet - i guess i'm the most famous or hit upon person as far as the
world wide web is concerned. all i have to say is - STOP STALKING ME!
just ask me out on a date already - geeez....

(FYI - i just googled my name to see if this last paragraph was true. it
wasn't me. i'm losing rank. must be pissing people off lately. guys -
i'm just tellin you how it is from a blunt point of view. if it's not your
friends, then who else will tell you that we're all ugly! ha - i joke...i
joke...)

WHERE IS:

-yakoff smirnoff?
-potsy from happy days?
-bell biv devoe?
-manudo?
-my mind?

i'm done.

p.s. coldplay concert in march @ the united center. woo hooooo!

now it's time to say good night. good night, sleep tight. dream sweet dreams for me. dream sweet dreams for you....

randumb thoughts explosion: KABOOOOOOOM!!!!

--before email - were there happy hour memos that went around the office?
and was it sent on monday till friday, only to have like 15 names on it??
this versus today's technology of e-vites that have 100 names on it and
sent 2 weeks in advance.

--you know those sensor sinks and sensor hand dryers in the bathroom? has
any one of those ever turn on with you in the bathroom, far from it, and no
one else standing in front of the sensor?? freaky, eh? makes me think of
ghosts when it happens to me. then i sit on the ground, curl into the
fetal position, shut my eyes, and wish i were in my happy place. "there's
no place like strip clubs. there's no place like strip clubs."

--there should be some sort of olympic day at the office. not like we
should all get together and watch the olympics - but more like competitive
office events that would test our skills that we deem to be so monotonous
and boring. like speed filing or target typing or coffee drinking
competition. ooooh, that last one's a little dangerous for hyper activity
reasons. but wouldn't everyone want to be better at work then, if they
knew that they got to compete at this thing every year and the grand prize
team could get like a week vacation to use whenever throughout the year.
isn't this a cool idea?

--what the hell is going on in the homeland of the phillippines?? first
mudslides happen that are trapping people, who's only form of communicating
is by texting. who knew that texting could save lives? AND now there are
riots going on to overthrow the president and take over the government?
what the hell is happening over there? someone seriously needs to go there
and just straighten out there government system. they got problems! maybe
it's time to make that change! "i'm lookin at the man in the mirror! i'm
askin him to change his ways!" [if i ever quote a michael jackson song
again, it's because i'm trying to make you laugh....but also...trying to
make you think. you ain't bad! you ain't nuttin!]

--pencils are cool. i don't know when i lost track of how cool they are.
they erase and stuff. cool....

--what is the cure to static? i hate it. new pet peeve!! how the hell do
i get rid of it around me?? i've tried to wipe things with fabric softner,
but that doesn't work. must i laundry and dry ALL my clothes to get rid of
whatever the culprit may be? i don't get it.....someone send some help.

while my guitar gently weeps.....

here's your gay man story for the day:

so i'm not a homophobe. i'm in the arts for pete's sake (...by the
way...who the hell is pete and why do we always sake him???). i'm
confident of my masculinity and actually do have homosexual friends through
the theater community. ANYHOO, besides this, i do think they're funny
mother f*ckers when they're confident of their sexuality and have a sense
of humor about it. SO...i was in the copy room the other day and this guy
who i wasn't sure of (sexual orientation wise) was walking toward our huge
laser printing machine (...let's call him "Metro Man"). i was at the xerox
machine and there was another dude standing next to the laser printer
(let's call him "Mr. Schmoe"). now i'm always interested in verifying the
validity of my "gay-dar," so that's why i actually questioned which team
this guy was batting for. Sometimes you just never know how you should
joke with people and you don't want to come off as offensive if you're
saying shiet that doesn't come across the right way. i'm sure many of you
understand.

Metro Man sees that the laser printer isn't working right and Mr. Schmoe is
trying to see what's wrong with it. Mr. Schmoe called the help desk to
send someone to that copy room in order to fix it, so he says to Metro Man,
"The guy didn't come down this morning." SO, Metro Man, who seemed to be
impatient, retorts back, "Yeah, yeah....the story of my life." TA-DA!! AY
- YO!! and thus we have verified it with a funny ass story to boot.....

didn't get it? read it slower and make the dialogue into sexual innuendos,
for pete's sake!!

woke up, got outta bed, dragged a comb across my head....

BALANCE. an essential necessity in order to gain a better perspective of
things to do in life. you need to BALANCE in order to do as many multiple
life experiencing tasks as you can. without BALANCE - you have an
overabundance of a particular thing which is either good or bad. however,
if you BALANCE this particular item/task, then your percentages of it being
good or bad tend to equal out. now, i'm not saying that this is applicable
for all faucetts in life, but it sure is an important characteristic to
hold as a person that seeks to establish a better being in a general
treatment. but the scary part of this insight is that if you take tender
care of something you love and cherish, the balance is not only the
response back to you, but also the negative balance if the love fails.
just like the beatles song goes, "and in the end, the love you make is
equal to the love you take." OH SO TRUE....

randumbly - work thought:

-i'm sick of those brown-nosing, fake smiling, non-caring, behind the back
talking, underworking complainers!! There is a little union of people that
don't know each other but are part of this club because there's one in
every office. there's always that one person that finds it necessary to
complain when complaining doesn't do anything to make it better. he/she
doesn't even do that much work, but they complain and brown-nose to the
boss so much that it makes it seem that they're doing work. NOT!
soooo...NOT! and then they're nice to you, but in reality, they talk
behind your back cause they're also the gossip king or queen of the office,
which is a close relative to being a tattle-tail if you don't get your work
in on time or do it incorrectly. gimmie a break - how old are you?? i'm
getting white hairs just thinking about it....

randumbly - speaking of hairs:

-am i really at that age when i can tell if i'm balding or not. i mean, i
knew some kids that were able to tell when they were in high school, but as
you get older, it becomes more apparent for the not knowing. i'm not
completely going 8 ball, but i can see it happening and there is definitely
a receed action happening. i don't like it....(not that i don't shave my
head...but i still like knowing the fact that i can grow my hair out if i
want to...like knowing i can go buy cigerrettes even though i don't smoke
anymore).

-randumbly - movie watch:

-saw Hotel Rowanda w/Don Cheadle this past weekend. he should've frickin
won over Jamie Foxx. no offense. i like the foxx, but cheadle just rocks
this movies. i got goose bumps watching him break down, where as i wasn't
feeling Ray. HOWEVER, i was feeling the music - which is (i guess) a
stronger thing to try to vibe to in terms of the intent of the film. you
just figure that with the issues at hand, the academy would've pointed more
towards cheadle. and yes - i'm a loser because on my oscar ballot that
night, i had leo dicaprio marked down to win. but i was totally in love
with aviator. sorry. sorry. i'm a scorsese b*tch. can't help it. this
year - i'm voting for shhhhhhhhhhhh....i'll tell you on that weekend.
bwwwoohahahhahhaa!!

the long and winding door that leads to your door will never disappear, i've seen that road before....

greetings hallmark holiday believers,

as we drop our loads of hard earned labor unto fattening chocolates and
adolescent teddy bears wrapping their arms around heart shaped pillows -
less not forget the actual bona fide myth that created this day that
hallmark greeting cards and SDT florists have exploited into a mecca of
importance compared to other holidays.

Once upon a time there was this dude named Cool Petey Valentine and he fell
in love with this chick that he met at a fancy-shmancy ball pah-tay during
those medieval times - ya dig? So Petey was getting his groove on and
bumped into a cutey pie while kickin the robot on the dance floor. he
couldn't believe his eyes and thought that he was living a dream. only in
this dream he wasn't naked and his 6th grade classmates weren't laughing at
him. when he snapped out of his daydream, he only stood there to realize
that the hot little number vanished from the scene of the crime. The
crime? She stole his heart. awwwwww - poor petey V.!! however, he roamed
and played curious like a cat by wondering the 'bouts of the castle. when
he finally found her - he tried to kick it to her only to get haulted by
her royal pain in the arse father, who just happened to own the castle.
trying to get his mack on - petey V. played the playa and told the king to
not hate on him, but to hate the game. only thing that petey didn't know
was that the game was over and he got his bootey beat by the royal guards
known as sir "swift kick" and sir "to your nuts." thus, before petey got
his exile going - he dropped a letter in front of his lady, only to sign it
as "Love your Valentine." and hence, this all happening on the 14th day of
the 2nd month in the year of the lord - you have your Valentine's Day!
ta-da! the end.

now aren't we all just a little bit smarter? i know i'm not.

so go - take your sweety out to a hot steak dinner at the outback and don't
forget to hand her a bouquet of those silk, fake roses that you got at the
gas station for 5 ducketts. cause just like christmas - it's the thought
that counts. HOLLLA!

the magical mystery tour is hoping to take you away...

it's actually getting harder and harder to think of beatles songs as my
post subject. i don't use a list, nor do i cross off anything after i use
one. so i never know if i'm repeating one or if i'm using the right words
or not. it's all from the top of my head. i'm hoping there will be a
future documentary made where they will need a beatles song phraser and i
can get interviewed - my credential on the bottom will say - "beatles song
phraser referrer mastermind dude"

ANYHOO....work has been rough since i've been covering for someone. hence
my lack of posts lately. sorry....my apologeeeez.

here are your randumb thoughts from past vegas dreams and present breakfast
ideas:

--is there a way to notice if someone is from out of town or not in vegas?
we went to the swimming pool when it was only 70 degrees, to which i was
thinking that vegas people must think how crazy we were and how cold
outside it was. i personally don't care. we're from chicago where 10 out
of the 12 months in the year, we see and know cold. we're not alaska, but
we are the extremity known as the windy city. those 2 months where we
don't know cold - we know this other thing called extreme, melt your face
and burn your bacon on the street HOT. fun stuff - how wierd our weather
is. SO...we went to the pool and i sat in 70 degree weather sun. i still
got a little color on me skin and feel filipino colored once again.

--what's up with these nightly, behind the scene, undercover investigative,
dramatization re-enactment reports on blogs and myspace and friendster
stuff?? old guys are being perverts? kids are pretending to be older than
what they are? killers and stalkers use it as a resource?? STOP THE
INSANITY!! get lives people! geeez...you would've thought only crazy
people do these things! bboooohhahahahahahaa!!

JUST KIDDING! but really - can y'all be normal if you use these things?!
i mean, i read other people's blogs, myspaces, friendsters...and yes, i
like looking at pictures and reading about people i don't know. but what
i'm not doing is trying to learn about every person i become infatuated
about. sure - you can read someone's blog, think he/she is the coolest
person, but you still have no clue or idea what he/she is REALLY all about.
people write blogs, make up myspace/friendsters to release thought. it's
sorta like an artform. an outlet if you will. people can totally be
themselves and then some choose not to be at all. they can live as a
totally different person by portraying themselves with pictures they find
on the web and words they take out of a book. THEREFORE, my advice to
people that are living this other, secret identity, lavish lifestyle - just
don't be crazy. wake up! there ARE other people out there who use this to
become better writers, or to network on this technology called the
informational highway....NOT just trying to hook up with some finally legal
18 year old chick who can take a saucy picture with her camera phone. MOVE
IT ALONG COWBOY....MOVE IT ALONG!

--tea is good. bananas are great. and red ink ballpoint pens rock.

--current wishlist: - i wish to get an acceptance letter from northwestern
soon! (please, please, please, please!) - i wish to go to
sundance/toronto/chicago asian american/tribecca/slamdance/cannes film
festival within the next 2 years (not as a regular, ol'viewer but as a
entrant). -i wish to eat something ethnic this weekend. - i wish i had on
cooler socks today. -i wish it were 4:30 pm right now. -i wish my
documentary were 85% done instead of 25%.

fin.

maybe you can drive my car! yes i'm gonna be a star!

sorry....work actually has a hold on me...

quickies:

--cinnamon tea from barnes and nobles - kick ass!

--vegas made me $100 bucks richer from gambling but completely broke from
partying. carribean stud poker is my friend.

--i'm a notary public. in a wierd sense, i work for the state. why don't
they give me state benefits then?

--too much fiber makes your stomach talk to other grumbling stomachs,
saying "geeez...there's a lot of hot air in here!"

--COLDPLAY ROCKED MGM GRAND ARENA!! Such an awesome concert! not a huge
coldplay fan, but this concert possibly made me into one. must get their
music and am definitely going to the chicago show in march! hollla!

the end for now....

i'm fixin a hole where the rain gets in and stops my mind from wondering....

SO the list is out! your oscar nominees have been declared and like i said
in previous posts - Crash was up for best original screenplay. ALSO, my
man philip seymour hoffman is up for best actor. HOWEVER, you know who i'm
pulling for (but will probably not win) - Paul Giamatti for Cinderella Man.
He's just a great guy man. I love pig vomit! thank god My Date with Drew
wasn't nominated for best Documentary. March of the Penguins was and so
was Murderball - which were two good docs, but i'm giving this one to the
Penguins. I'm gonna try to watch munich this week or next. i think it
might be a sleeper. however, george clooney seems to be pullin for a
trifecta this year. we'll see how that goes. those are the 2 movies i
need to see before i make my predictions - munich and good night.

ANYHOO....randumbly speaking, i was thinking about voicemails today. how i
hate leaving them, but wish i got them. personally but not at work. when
it's at work - it usually means more work. like getting mail - whenever i
get mail now, it's just something that reminds me of how much i owe them,
how bad my credit is, what i wish i could where but can't afford, what
event i can't go to, or a hallmark holiday has arrived again. you know
what would be the coolest - if i got a card in the mail for doing
absolutely nothing. for just being me and someone saying - "hey buddy -
good job for being you." i've given cards to people for that. not because
it was a holiday in any aspect, but because i felt like it. maybe its just
me....

continued randumbness - current list of pet peeves:

1. people who eat with their mouth open - ugh...quiet please! but i try
to ignore it when i hear it....

2. hippocrates - okay, okay....so i could be guilty of this sometimes, but
i don't think its ever extreme. if i catch someone saying or doing
something they said they wouldn't or couldn't, i get frustrated because of
their hippocracy. and most times - i get the stare when i say, "i told you
so." no one likes hearing that. there should be a new list - "phrases
people don't like hearing." it would be that and "we should just be
friends."

3. stupid people. alright, so i have my own personal test in my head to
verify if someone is stupid or not. i have a very high tolerance for
idiotic things and am very patient, open-minded, and love to teach to
people that like to listen. HOWEVER, if there is some reason that makes me
(...me....good ol'jonald....the soul of a saint...) get angry or think of
you as stupid - then something HAS to be wrong. only cause i'm usually
cool with everyone. again...maybe it's just me...

4. blemishes. god - outgrow me already!

5. money - always!

the end....for now....

AH...less i forget to indulge you --> vegas dreams become reality in 48
hours! WOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

whisper in my ear the words you want to hear and then i'll be kissing you....

Alright, alright, alright -- so i'm a spitter! big whoopdie do! i tend to
have a little spittle problem when i talk and it's only because i'm more of
a mumbler that when i do talk a muck and start to anunciate words, i tend
to share drips of my morning mouth wash to unsuspecting listeners. I
apologize! I'm also an open person, so if i do it, I'm not ashamed to say,
"holy geez, i just spit on you. i'm sorry," instead of how people continue
to keep talking and try to make you ignore what just happened. the only
time i probably don't apologize is if it's in a more formal setting and i'm
giving a talk to a group of people. then it's like i'm Gallagher and
instead of getting smashed up watermelon on ya - it's just my spit and
occassional piss (for when i give talks about how to neutralize venom from
snake bites - which is all really metaphoric).

randumbly.....

does anyone say "you're welcome" anymore? i mean, i'm sure people do, but
it has certainly become less and less. it's more like an "mm hmmm" sound
or a "no problem" form of expression. but why do we continue to agonize
ourselves, especially in the work place. why must we follow this invisible
protocol of etiquette that says that we're suppose to take work and enjoy
it? get real! (i'm not saying that you can't enjoy work. i'm just going
with the majority of people in society that wishes that they were
constantly on vacation instead of pushing keyboard buttons for 8 hours a
day.) SO...in the world of reality and truthful speaking, when someone
gives you work, and they say thanks, you should say, "up yours, buddy!
you're not welcome....i don't want to do this! i'd rather be chillin by
the cooler like you and joe do every 20 minutes talking about how sporting
events control the schedule of your life. now leave me while i do the crap
that your lazy ass is capable of. PEACE!" or in the example of Reality
Bites - "I'm audi 5000!"

even more randumbly.....

Along Came Polly was a better movie than i thought. I watched it last
night and it started off sorta cheesy, but i am now completely sold on
philip seymour hoffman being an awesome actor. didn't think too big of
him, but i saw copote last month and thought he was awesome in it. i loved
him in punch drunk love and boogie nights - smaller roles, but he just
played them so well. and now seeing him in a more comedic role with Along
Came Polly - awesome. so cool to be that versatile.
FYI - mark it on your calenders! February 12th on bravo! Dave Chappelle -
James Lipton in the Actor's Studio! AWESOME!! can NOT miss that!

for red is the color that my baby wore and once more it's true - yes it is!

SO, i'm not sure why i'm wearing it but i'm not too fond of turtlenecks.
sorry...maybe it's fashionable and it depends on how you wear it....but
yeah....no....don't really enjoy it too much. don't get it. why don't you
wear a scarf? and if i wear my scarf with my turtleneck, am i just an
idiot? maybe i just feel too constricted and like to expose my swan like
neck...well...i actually look more like a goose when i sit up straight and
my neck is streched out - so goose-like if you will. whatever...just
thought i'd randumbly share that....

sorry i haven't written in here in forever and a day, but i've been
covering for someone at work and it's been pretty chaotic. and why is it,
after explaining to higher level beings at the work place that you are
swamped and have been running around like a chicken with it's head chopped
off (reference Faces of Death part 3), they have no problem giving you more
work. "I'm sorry boss, i've been running frantically to get this doc out
a.s.a.p. ....uh, what's that? you want me to do more work? oh why
yes.....yes...i believe i'd be utterly delighted to do this extra thing for
you....just pardon me as i ram this letter opener through my hand as it
will divert the actual anger that you're installing in me right now."
enter in stab wounds and bloody gore....

happy chinese new year! uh...to those applicable...

you know when you buy soda cans in the new preferated tear away to form a
can dispenser in your fridge - uh...not a fan of that either. sorry...i
know, i know..."How can you not like the dispensing action?! Come on!"
but for me, it's like - can we be anymore lazy?? if you can fit that box
into your fridge and just keep it open, do we really need the dispensing
action to help us get through that cardboard overflap? is it intensified
with some sort of invisible force field that will only open when it senses
that you need a drink? and if you don't need a drink and just want to open
it to see how many cans are left, you get shocked with mini-volts of
electricity - that by making you need a drink cause you've collapsed to the
ground. this is all too troubling if you ask me and so i'm sticking with
the no dispenser! (and if you see it in my fridge - that's my cousin's!)

i will hibernate now...