Just call ce the 24-Hour Man. Why? Because every 24 hours my life seems to change, or at least head in a different direction. You’d think I’d be used to it by now, huh?
Anywho, after my last whiney-ass, woe-is-me blog I realized I had to get back to the real me. And in doing so I refocused on some much needed financial situations this morning. First things first, got the mortgage all straightened out. Once that was done I made a very difficult but necessary phone call. This call will either set me up for additional financial relief or set the course for me to once and for all get the heck outta my job! We’ll know very very soon.
Then I took some ‘me’ time. I have Season 6 of “24″ to finish watching. I have a script to read for a friend. I have a video to edit. Oh yeah, and I have a feature film in post production too. You’d think with all that on my plate people would understand and respect my periodical dips into Attention Deficit Disorder. Not so. I’ve got folks who owe me money (money I need) asking me to take them out for coffee. I’ve got folks that I’ve taken out for dinner asking me out and expecting me to pay . And then I’ve got friends on the ‘Space complaining about misc crap. Folks, please. As much as I run my mouth about what I’m doing or what tasks I’m buried under, you must know that I don’t have the time, patience or money for stuff. Dontcha?
But back to this whole 24-hour thing. Life has taken a spin. Funny, I just read a MySpace headline from Veronica in San Antonio and it said something like, “why do things become so complicated so fast?” or something like that. I laughed because 1) I feel her pain, and 2) complications have been status quo for me ever since I decided to make this feature film. The simplest thing becomes an ordeal. It happens for many reasons but I think the root cause is because it’s hard to get on the same page with folks sometimes. Simple as that. Yesterday I was probably at my lowest since that time I almost cried while looking at the stars and lamenting the fact that I had suggested that a colleague enter a film festival; then he got accepted and but I didn’t. And even at the lowest of the low I still didn’t “eat my gun”…as suicidal cops say. I’m still here. I’m still moving forward.
I do want to take the time to thank the folks who responded to my last blog. Your comments cheered me up, or at the very least, reminded me that I am not alone in this crazy little game called showbiz.
Lastly, I am officially ambidextrous. (I was going to make a funny joke here about going both ways but I erased it because I don’t want folks getting the wrong impression.) I can now edit using Final Cut Studio 2 (thanks “J”) and the Adobe Premiere Production Creative Suite 3. That’s an awesome $3500 worth of software. I still need to build up my PC to run Adobe Production CS3 but the tools there are incredibly worth having the additional editing firepower.
This means I am now primed and ready to do my own sound design. Lookit, lookit, ma. I just save $10,000 in post production expenses, Yippee.
24 hours folks. Just little ole 24 hours. Funny how things change so quickly.
