need.more.coffee.

I'm going to get this out of the way and then continue on with the drivel you SO MUCH ENJOY. AAHAHAHAHAH!

Here's an update on one of the films I blogged about quite a whilez ago. I'm in it! Hey, how 'bout that! We're going to start shooting mid-April in Los Angeles for 10 days or so. Here's the problem, though: $$$$. Yeah, you got it. Never Knows Best Productions has a pledge drive goin' on until March 25. The page is actually pretty awesome. A $10 donation gets you a copy of the finished product, and $25 gets you that AND a "Thanks" in the ending credits. Granted, if you're one of those people who takes baths in Hamiltons, feel free to donate more. Feel free to e-mail me if you have questions or blah blah blah BLAAAH. End.

I've been doing some writing lately, mostly music reviews for Ink 19. I've noticed that when I get an album I really can't stand, I find it harder to write. I try to write about it as objectively as I can, and weigh both sides of a claymation death match between "I really hated this," and "But some people eat this shit up, for real." When I first started doing it, I decided not to do any research on the bands prior to this specific and treat it as a standalone piece, but after a while -- MEEHHHH, sometimes I need to look up the MySpace page.

Freelance work is also starting to bubble up, which is fine. I like being busy, but I've started a new sleep schedule to combat the Home-After-Work Coma. Starting now, I wake up at 5am during the week, so I can watch movies, make things, read, write.

BEEEEES!

Busy, that is.

"So many things to do in the lab, so many things to do..."

It's been a crazy 3 1/2 months. I think mostly because I've been telling my neuroses to go S a B of Ds. I have a thing about crowds, strangers, talking to people, or calling strangers on the phone.

• I volunteered at the Gay Experimental Film Festival, DOCNYC at the IFC Center, and now consistently help with installation/de-installation/calming the mob with treats at the WAH Center in Brooklyn during its exhibitions.
• I interviewed a director of marketing at a credit union for an article I wrote for a website -- badly. I was so nervous and awkward and sweaty.
• As part of a personal side project, I stood in Times Square with a blindfold, ear plugs, nose plugs and a mouthful of Anbesol.

Because it's time I grew out. Not "up" in the sense of being an adult, because what does being an "adult" mean? Does it mean buying a house? Getting married? Reproducing? Acquiring an animal?

No, we know this. You don't have to be a mature human being to be approved for a mortgage, join a sperm with an egg or pick up a free cat from an ad you saw on Craigslist.

I'm growing out. Out into the world like an octopus. Or like that horrifying creature in Phantoms. Yay for personal exploration!

I can dream

My birthday is soon. These are the things I hope to purchase on that day.
But if not, I'm content with sharing it with other people who happen to have the same birthday.

SUCH AS:
Henry Wager Halleck, Charles Henry Davis, and General Sir Ian Standish Monteith Hamilton, respectively. I think.

We're going to go grow our mustaches and fight fights.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME

Things I don't miss/I want to miss

I don't miss my car.

I don't miss being shellacked by a layer of humidity everywhere I go.

I don't miss driving.

I want to miss having an irrational fear that I am about to be vomited on by a fellow train rider.

I want to miss socks.

I want to miss worrying that bed bugs are absolutely everywhere. EVERYWHERE.

Since this was my first Thanksgiving away from blood relatives, I made this vidya. Enjoy.

Fresh Baked from Priscilla on Vimeo.

O HAI

Party People,

I don't even know where to begin.

I made a movie with some friends in rural Maryland. Weird.

I live in New York now. That's weird.

I'm living in an apartment by myself for the first time. (Roman Polanski's apartment trilogy runs through my mind a lot. Still weird. ANYWAY.)

For those who missed the social networking thunderstorm that was happening during production, we still have the Facebook page up, the production blog's still up, and we have a YouTube channel page thing. So eat it all up, as much as you can fit down your gullet.

Afterward, I drove up to New York from South Florida with one of my very bestest friends, Jess. She's wonderful. We lived in the dorms freshman year and we've been having sporadic adventures ever since. I'm hoping all the footage I got from the trip comes in handy soon. Unfortunately, the camera got a huge crack in it, so it's only for experimentals now. Shame.

Now, I'm in a kind of free-fall. I'm still waiting for freelance work to pick up, I'm applying to jobs left and right for copy editing or proofreading to pass the time. I've started reviewing music and media for Ink 19 again, and also signed up to be a volunteer for The Moth and for a documentary film festival, both happening in November. And next weekend I'll be heading to D.C. for the what-have-you. For ~$86, how could I say no?

What's next? Holidays with friends and other people's families! Bromance! More movies to be made! A wedding! Me turning a quarter-of-a-century old! Making my apartment a home! Crocheted beanies! Reading! Hugs!

I've missed you. I miss you all the time.

You'll need to know these guys

It has come to my attention that you may not be privy to the great becoming.

Here are three dudes you need to know about, 'cause they about to BLOW UP.

1. Andrew W. Jones
Yes, it's true. He's on fire. Frank DanCoolo: Paranormal Drug Dealer is chugging along on the festival circuit and is now available for purchase on IndieFlix. Now, Mista Jones is raising the bar with a musical called Doctor Glamour. I'm super excited and you should be, too.

2. Brett Ryan Bonowicz
Have you even SEEN the trailer for Comedian at the Friday? Come on. Get with the fuckin' program, ya big dummy. You're makin' us all look like fools out there. Get your copy like yesterday-ish, even though I don't think it's even done yet. WHATEVER. And Brett's got something new comin' up, you'll not want to miss it.

3. Chase Connor
This UCF graduate student is about to melt faces with his thesis film Less Lost. He's still on the look-out for donations, tax-deductible, 'cause that's how he roll. I've made my donation and plan to make another one. Have you?

Why am I telling you about these people? Because they're personal friends of mine, and if you're a personal friend of mine, you're pretty much made of angel wings and the laughter of children. You're golden. I also believe in the talent of these fine bitches and plan to invest in their futures, whether it be through my time and effort or through that shit I usually buy food with. And so should you.

Personally, I would much rather wear jeans that don't fit perfectly and eat Ramen with ketchup for a couple of days, if that means I can help my friends' creativity come to fruition. We're in this shit together, my friends. Suck it. Let's hug it out.

I'm movin' to New York. Big whoop, wanna fight about it?

August 27 -- the last day at my job.

August 28-31 -- looking at apartments in New York.

September 2-25 -- working on my first feature film in which I am not an extra, but actually the lead. Weird.

September 27-October 1 -- one-way road trip to New York with Grose, hopefully stopping in and visiting some other fabulous and beautiful people on the way.

I have my monologue about how I came to this decision, but I won't bore you with it.