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Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
080 It is what it is ...
Who comes up with this shit. Someone told me that yesterday. "Oh you know, it is what it is."
That is the most pretentious expression I've ever heard. It's somehow finding a way to state the obvious while inserting some heavy loaded sarcasm and condescension. There is absolutely no excuse to use this expression, especially on someone you know. The same goes for:
FYI [said, not written]
You know what I mean?
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I am so pissed off. The aliens in the Darkest Hour are looking and acting exactly like the ones I came up with in the screenplay. I can't even believe it. I guess it means that I had a good idea, but it also means that I have to change my aliens.
This movie looks alright although it seems that the new thing for alien movies is a complete Earth invasion. This time they're after electricity [it's only fair, the last few times it was water, natural resources, meat ...] Even SciFi is starting to get somewhat boring. There is no innovation, no risk taking, nothing. It's all going to shit.
The Darkest Hour (here)
Coriolanus (here)
The Immortals (here)
One a side note
Going to Paris again next week and this time until December. It's a freaking long ass time, but at least this round they actually asked us to go for that long. So we have the illusion of being in control of our lives, even if we are just fooling ourselves. I am coming back 3 times but for for short weekends.
it's pretty pathetic but that's all I can do to ...[dramatic pause] ... survive. They say they've increased the staff so that we don't have to work like slaves for 4 months. But looking at how much crap we have to do by then, I really don't see how we'll be able to work less than 70hrs a week. I am skeptical already.
There is no management, no organization, no plan ... Just throw some shit [us] on the wall and hope enough of it will stick. That's my personal take on in.
I am not bitter. [rolling of the eyes]
That is the most pretentious expression I've ever heard. It's somehow finding a way to state the obvious while inserting some heavy loaded sarcasm and condescension. There is absolutely no excuse to use this expression, especially on someone you know. The same goes for:
FYI [said, not written]
You know what I mean?
Ctrl+Alt+C
I am so pissed off. The aliens in the Darkest Hour are looking and acting exactly like the ones I came up with in the screenplay. I can't even believe it. I guess it means that I had a good idea, but it also means that I have to change my aliens.
This movie looks alright although it seems that the new thing for alien movies is a complete Earth invasion. This time they're after electricity [it's only fair, the last few times it was water, natural resources, meat ...] Even SciFi is starting to get somewhat boring. There is no innovation, no risk taking, nothing. It's all going to shit.
The Darkest Hour (here)
Coriolanus (here)
The Immortals (here)
One a side note
Going to Paris again next week and this time until December. It's a freaking long ass time, but at least this round they actually asked us to go for that long. So we have the illusion of being in control of our lives, even if we are just fooling ourselves. I am coming back 3 times but for for short weekends.
it's pretty pathetic but that's all I can do to ...[dramatic pause] ... survive. They say they've increased the staff so that we don't have to work like slaves for 4 months. But looking at how much crap we have to do by then, I really don't see how we'll be able to work less than 70hrs a week. I am skeptical already.
There is no management, no organization, no plan ... Just throw some shit [us] on the wall and hope enough of it will stick. That's my personal take on in.
I am not bitter. [rolling of the eyes]
Friday, August 12, 2011
079 Death and Debacle
What I learned this week ...
It's official, I was wasting away in Paris. The blood test apparently proves it. It's full blown anemia ... And my doc says, he can't believe I am still standing up and talking to him ... Are we a little bit dramatic?
I am just happy I was able to finally get answers. I was starting to think I was a crazy hypochondriac.
What I didn't want this week ...
Someone hit my car trying to pass a Big Blue Bus. Changing lane without looking. Now my car is all messed up on the side. I am dealing with it, but not happy about it.
The insurance of the other guy is paying for everything so at least that's going right.
What they dared ... In our faces ...
They canceled Eureka. I know no one is watching [except me and a few thousand other people] but that SyFy shit channel is starting to piss me off. Why should we keep watching anything if they're going to cancel every ass show before it is time? I ask you damn it!
I've actually entertained the idea of canceling my cable subscription when I got back to Paris. I know it's a pretty sick idea [especially knowing me] but there it is, I thought about it.
Where was I yesterday ...
After the car debacle, I promptly got on a plane and flew to Dallas.
Of course, right beside me was this dude who apparently never learned about this really good product called Deodorant. Every time he moved I was gagging. I spent the flight hoping he would fall asleep [or die] whichever came first.
Dallas is a freaking furnace. The heat is insanity from morning to night. But that's only outside. The moment I walked inside any building, I was immediately frozen and thus had to walk around everywhere with my sweater just so that I could put it on and remove it according to where I was.
The construction site for the museum is fantastic. The pictures don't do it justice, it's much better "Live."
Flat facade of the main box.
Formwork for the curved precast facades.
Some guy working on the formwork [unecessary photo label]
It was so hot out there that at the end of the construction site visit I was completely drenched in sweat. My shirt was so wet I had to change my clothes afterwards.
On the way back, the plane was late, they dropped us off on the tarmac and we had to get on buses to go back to the airport exit. What a convoluted cluster fuck.
What I want ...
A better life.
It's official, I was wasting away in Paris. The blood test apparently proves it. It's full blown anemia ... And my doc says, he can't believe I am still standing up and talking to him ... Are we a little bit dramatic?
I am just happy I was able to finally get answers. I was starting to think I was a crazy hypochondriac.
What I didn't want this week ...
Someone hit my car trying to pass a Big Blue Bus. Changing lane without looking. Now my car is all messed up on the side. I am dealing with it, but not happy about it.
The insurance of the other guy is paying for everything so at least that's going right.
What they dared ... In our faces ...
They canceled Eureka. I know no one is watching [except me and a few thousand other people] but that SyFy shit channel is starting to piss me off. Why should we keep watching anything if they're going to cancel every ass show before it is time? I ask you damn it!
I've actually entertained the idea of canceling my cable subscription when I got back to Paris. I know it's a pretty sick idea [especially knowing me] but there it is, I thought about it.
Where was I yesterday ...
After the car debacle, I promptly got on a plane and flew to Dallas.
Of course, right beside me was this dude who apparently never learned about this really good product called Deodorant. Every time he moved I was gagging. I spent the flight hoping he would fall asleep [or die] whichever came first.
Dallas is a freaking furnace. The heat is insanity from morning to night. But that's only outside. The moment I walked inside any building, I was immediately frozen and thus had to walk around everywhere with my sweater just so that I could put it on and remove it according to where I was.
The construction site for the museum is fantastic. The pictures don't do it justice, it's much better "Live."
Flat facade of the main box.
Formwork for the curved precast facades.
Some guy working on the formwork [unecessary photo label]
It was so hot out there that at the end of the construction site visit I was completely drenched in sweat. My shirt was so wet I had to change my clothes afterwards.
On the way back, the plane was late, they dropped us off on the tarmac and we had to get on buses to go back to the airport exit. What a convoluted cluster fuck.
What I want ...
A better life.
Monday, August 1, 2011
078 Progress Construction Site
Dallas Precast Concrete Facade - Under Construction and designed by yours truly.
The craziest pieces are not up yet, just the main cube, but if everything goes according to plan, we should have some good stuff going up soon.
Nothing fancy.
The craziest pieces are not up yet, just the main cube, but if everything goes according to plan, we should have some good stuff going up soon.
Nothing fancy.
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