Author: Joel M.

This is the furst entree in a cupple of dayz. I havunt been online much lately beecuz I have bin veree bizee. As a reslalt, I have lost the abilitee to spell pretee much everithin.

I am currently on brake in the labb at BGSU.

This has been the first of two days in a Final Cut Pro 4 workshop here and I have only learned basics but still I have learned a whole bunch.

Hopefully this knowledge will come in handy on Friday when we go to finalize the final complete completed version of Baby Watchers… a film that will never truely be complete. Well, I will post more later after I finally (bless the name of the Lord most high Yaweh the Lord Jesus Christ is my Savior) replace the broken starter in my van tonight. Ahhhh… it will feel/sound good when I don’t hear that dastardly ‘clicking’ noise again in dismay.

Hey all, well I’m in the lab right now again as we speak… working on you-know-what. We had a swell night of editing last night and managed to churn out 6 full sequences within the span of 6 and 1/2 hours using three people editing all at once, a pizza, and a 12-pack of Mountain Dew. It was a fun time and I’m looking forward to doing much the same thing here tonight. Jess and Britney decided it would be fun to visit us on the job tonight, which is cool. Nobody else cares. Haha, that’s not true I know that.

Today was a crazy day though because I had to work and they worked me over what I was supposed to and then I drove Liz Shepard home and hung out with her older brothers Josiah and Sam and we had a blast…. so to speak. Sara fixed us steaks and I couldn’t say “no” to that! Sam is back from Burn, IN where he was hiding out from the Mafia using a host family provided by the Witness Protection Program. Hey, if you witness the brutal slaying of hundreds of endangered animals and live to tell the authorities, it stands to reason that the organized crime machine behind those dastardly acts would want to hunt you down for the bounty.

Anyhow, I’m going to resume working on the film now.

Bye.

Well we are currently IN THE LAB editing right now. Dan and Brett and Jeremy are all working hard on several scenes. This is going to be so freaking sweet once we get it done. I’m feeling the power coursing through my veins in the form of Mountain Dew! WE will overcome with the help of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Woohoo! Power to the Christians! We are going to rock your world baby! Well, at least the world of those who choose to come to our illusrious premiere on August 16th! Woohoo!

Well I’m getting ahead of myself. We still have PLENTY of work cut out for us and this film will continue to drain our time, finances and sanity. But it is all good because we are learning the blood sweat and tears joy of making a picture. There is nothing like it one earth. Except maybe digging the Panama Canal.

More soon, bye.

Joel

Well now that I have that out of my system I can finally rant and rave about the many different things that I’ve been doing. I worked and that should be no surprise. But the truely wonderful thing is that the missing tape has been recovered. You know, the one that contained 1/3 of the footage from “Baby Watchers”? Woohoo! It has been recovered. And to whoever the dastardly dirtbag is who “parked” my very own blog address: I forgive you… now go away or I swear I will hunt you down and make sure that you are forever “parked” for the rest of your pitiful bleak hopeless life.

That is all. Have a wonderful night friends and neighbors.

Well I just got back from a family reunion earlier today. When, after being home for only about 2 mintues, my cousin who had been serving in Kuwait for the past 4 months or so showed up with his brother. We spent the evening hearing all about the crap that he had to go through, most of which involved watching 4 entire seasons of “Friends”, playing Spades, working the Comm Center and watching homosexual French soldiers spank each other’s naked behinds during a game of indoor soccer. Wow, war IS hell. And now, my biological clock is about to explode from lack of consistent sleep and healthy diet these past 3 days. I need sleep.

Though, I must tell of the 3 1/2 movie marathon that Jason Lopp and I endured. We watched the back half of Legends of the Fall, then we watched GATTACA, Suicide Kings, and Ravenous. Guy Pearce was in Ravenous, which was awesome and that movie is going to haunt me for days not because of its premise or because of its actors… but because of its bizarre blend of music and cannibalism… and the fact that a GIRL directed it. I don’t even know what I am talking about. All I know is that if you were thinking about seeing Gigli, don’t. I didn’t see it but I saw the previews and read the reviews and that was about enough to make me want to hurl. Do not see this movie, even though Christopher Walken is in it and Al Pacino makes a cameo, it is not worth seeing the stupid anti-chemistry of mega-stars J. Lo and B. Affleck. No no no no no, do not see this movie. Likewise, do not see American Wedding, I don’t care if you liked the other movies… just don’t see it. Jason Biggs is a numbskull of an actor anyhow. You have my permission to see Bend it Like Bekham though, even if the music sounds like it was lifted from a porno.

Peace.

Joel

Well the day is nearly at an end and what a day it has been. I taught swimming lessons this morning before Jaydeep left for his new home in town. My mom took him in our van. My van is currently suffering from a lack of a working serpentine belt. The last two that were in it got chewed up and shredded up and torn up into pieces and destroyed and messed up and mangled beyond repair. So, I don’t have a vehicle. Anyhow, my mom forgot to return to get me and take me into town to work, so I was a few minutes late because I rode my bike in through the sweltering heat. Then, I worked for a whole bunch of time, and helped a whole bunch of people. Now, in this day and age, it seems that people have a massive fixation with how “fresh” things are. I was being constantly bombarded with questions from customers at Panera today regarding the supposed “freshness” of our food. For instance, one lady wanted the Cherry Danish “Now, that is fresh, isn’t it?” This lady had obviously rotten teeth and poor hygiene. “I mean, it hasn’t been sitting out ALL DAY LONG has it?” So I answered her as politely as possible. “Uh, yes it has.” Then she sighed and replied “Alright, fine, I’ll take it.” All I could think was WHAT THE CRAP. Another customer bought the last two Cinnamon Cruch Bagels that we had. Me: “Well here you go, you got the last two!” Her: (it is always women who give me this crap too, ladies, could you please explain WHY THE CRAP you do this?) “Oh, they aren’t, like, 4 days old, are they?” Me: “Uh, no… there is no way in [the vast burning expanse of damnation where many souls lie in eternal torture] that they would be even ONE [freaking holy crap why are you so stupid I can’t understand why in the crap you even care that they would be old who cares the pioneers had to cure their meat with salt and keep it for months and you are concerned about two retarded bagels] day old.” Her: “Oh.”

This happened an obscene number of times today. Finally, I gave up on trying to understand what the big deal was and drank some straight espresso concentrate. Now that stuff will curdle your innards quicker than you can retch at its awful taste. I got a two hour break from work during which I walked over to the Cla-Zel, where I learned the poor Joel Wukotich was royally “f***ed up” in his own words. I walked down to Grounds with him and he ordered some tea to help ease his nausea. It was there that I fatefully ran into Dan Moats. The kid is cool and all that and recently suffered the loss of one parent… but by golly he talked my ear off for the better part of an hour while I was trying to work. I guess that I am just anti-social. Though, I didn’t try to get away from him or ignore him, I actually listened and sometimes I think that can be enough for some people. They just need somebody to listen to them for once in a while. I may not have enjoyed it, but perhaps he got something out of it and if so then I am happy about that.

Well, I went back to work then and a tornado came through the county and all that jazz happened. But that’s not exciting. I got to wash a bunch of dishes… now that was cool! Anyhow, at the end of the day I called my parents and they came and picked me up and picked up my bike. And now I am finally unwound from coming back from work and I think that I am going to get something to eat and then hit the hay!

¡Adios amigos!

Joel “Albert the man” Manahan

Jaydeep is living with us now. He is from India and that’s cool. Yeah. He is among the many international students that are flown into this country and then cut adrift for a few days until they can arrange for housing through the University. Jaydeep is going to be studying here for 2 years in the Geology department. His specialization is in soft rocks and hydrogeology. He brought us some generic tea from India which was rather nice, and he has enlightened us with many tidbits of information from India. I learned that my necklace is actually designed after a sacred chain that is used by adherents to a religion in India that has many temples scattered throughout the country. Cool.

Here are some cool lyrics:

Eye is to the body as a thought is to the soul

They’re both a lamp whose sharpness I control

Beauty lingers ’bout as long as flattery my friend

That door doesn’t let out but lets back in

I was full of everything, my eyes put on this plate

Full of joy I’m needing, less of late

I can return love to You the best that I know how

I believe my worth has been redeemed

And I can be a new man now

Flatterers can fill a room as readily as this

The devil goes to dinner amidst their bliss

Following the need will lead me farther from truth’s well

Then only to be filled with what I miss

I’m a new man, I’m a new man

Like I said, there’s always room where one keeps all things dear

I’ll shrink away from sight and thought and evil that appears

I’m a new man, I’m a new man.

-That’s from “New Man” a song off of “Listen Closely”, the sophomore album from the Smalltown Poets. I always liked that song.