Domestic Pardners
I’m sure all of my parent’s customers LOVE this…
my friend and coworker eryn introduced me to the SF Indie Film Fest. we first saw Lie With Me, a sweet and savory flick that must be classified as medium core. and i mean something for the ladies.
the next night I saw Jimmy and Judy. it was the world premier, so there was a big crowd and cameras. donnie got interviewed saying he was looking forward to Edward Furlong’s new work. Then comes Furlong and costar Rachael Bella, and as they walk by, the cameraman points to Donnie and goes, “here’s your biggest fan!”. so he stops and shakes his hand. and when i say he walked by i really mean he stumbled. he could barely walk at all. he looked horrible, though the girls behind us in line continued to ooh and ahhh. the two strung out actors walked around the crowd saying such poignant things as, “i’m sorry you have to sit through this”, “it’s only 99 minutes long”, and “the direcots did a horrible job”.
the movie was intriguing - it was like blair witch camera style meets natural born killers. it was dark and disturbing. it made me physically ill with the camera movements. the acting was good, the subject matter was intense, and it was all in all an interesting flick.
drawn together is one of those shows that i watch and laugh really hard, and then afterwards feel remorseful at the fact that i allowed myself to laugh at that. low brow, completely not pc, and insane ludicrousness are waht the show is all about. it is like Not Another Teen Movie for animated shows and other TV shows. nothing is off limits here.
i am delighted that Austin is finally getting represented in a better light through, of all things, the rough and tumble of Rollergirls. the show has been much different and better than i expected, as it really drives home these girls’ motivations for doing what they do.
my hope is that more cities will develop teams that have as much character as these Austinites. i really had expected to see something like this in SF, but they seem to be really lagging.
while working on a work project where i was looking for images of the devil/satan, one image always came up first that really hindered my searches:
go search for the devil on google images…see what you find. i bet it’s one guy we all like to make fun of.
do 9-5’s still exist?
even the people I know that work 8 hrs a day come home and work side projects, second jobs, or something to the like. why is this happening? do people not like free time anymore?
my typical work day is between 10-12 hrs, often having a 16-18 hr day once a week. when told that most people new to ‘professional work environments’ need to find this thing they call a ‘work life balance’, i don’t feel optimistic.
when working such long hours, the life/free time part becomes more and more bleak. as the long hours wear you down, free time becomes more difficult to enjoy. exhaustion sets in, you take the stress out on everyone and everything around you, and sleep becomes the main intention for the free time.
what happens next? is there a place where balance exists? do you always have to give something up to find a place closer to balance? take a less demanding job and work less hours, only to feel unfulfilled and displeased?
it is difficult to plan for the future when the trade off to look forward to is free time and unsatisfying or workaholic and doing what you want to do. so much attention is put on working hard to get what you want, staying in school longer, and making sacrifices. but where is the limit? I think I am maxed out.
While my parents were visiting, we took them to the wine country for a little tour after visiting Tomales Bay for some oysters. We randomly stopped at thiss tucked away winery, Graeser.
It was a very beautiful place with a friendly owner. We bought a bottle for he wasn’t doing tastings at the moment due to a license issue. The visit was bittersweet, however, as we found out that the dog featured on the wine that we had bought, who looked very similar to our dog, had just died that morning. We toasted to Alex, remembering all of our past pets and how much we loved them.
now being a full fledged consumerist, I can speak to the unexpected occurances that I have encountered during my short but expansive tenure.
1. travelling for work is not the glamorous thing I had imagined
2. people that interview on the phone well may turn out to blithering idiots in person
3. people who do these interviews for money are a strange crop of individuals as a whole.
4. don’t expect people to clean up for you when doing an in home
5. conducting interviews in hotel rooms is awkward for everyone involved
6. the facial expression on an interviewee once they walk into that hotel room and see the video camera is priceless
7. the facial expression after the interviewee is asked something along the lines of, “in that moment, if you were an animal, what animal would you be?”, and realizes you are serious, is priceless
8. everyone is indeed an expert, on everything
9. watching someone sleep during a focus group is about the funniest thing ever.
10. learning that not everything interesting that was said is important is tough to learn
When I first moved here, I was saddened by the fact that people slept on my street and ate from my garbage. And it still saddens me. But I have also come to realize that San Fran is full of what I will call ‘homeless chic’.
Let me explain. ‘Homeless Chic’ is when you see a homeless person take their cup earnings and buy Naked juice. It is when they won’t take that soy latte that the coffee shop accidentally made you because “they don’t do soy”. They use an REI down sleeping bag. Their companion is a toy chihuahua.
Having been a little used to this due to the popularity of Leslie in Austin, it gives me a good chuckle. Even the homeless here get to be picky snobs.