Happy Thursday! So we're all on fire! It's mostly very sad, but it makes the sun look really cool, like a neon pink sticker in the sky. It hasn't gotten to us here in A-town, and it seems as though they've started to get a handle on it, for the most part.
Another strangely busy week. Friday my mom came and hung out with me and took me on some driving adventures. Brought some proof from the bountiful garden I left behind. Did the dishes. You know, mom stuff. ^^
I think on the weekend I didn't get dressed. Right. I watched youtube all Saturday without my glasses and got my eye all bloodshot. That was actually rather uncomfortable. Oh, but I also started writing my movie! Which I thought up for fun, and now it looks like it's going to be my big project for Writing. So it's good that I've got at least 10 pages for a start.
Murnday....class got out early.....and then I went to Art....we're doing typography, and I finally started getting creative with my letters. I'll show them to you some day. OH. But that was the day I got back from class late (because I stayed and kept working, silly addictive art class) and tried to finish the ep of Heroes I had loaded, but then I got distracted by my sister so I ended up not sleeping until way late, and I had to wake up at 7 or 8 for to do my homework. So that wasn't very nice. But it turns out that I'd already done it, he just had moved around all the deadlines so I hadn't turned it in yet. Silly Thom.
But I was kind of dead the rest of the day, even in Sitcom. But then again, we just looked at the script for no good reason and got nothing done at all. I invented some little wiggly cartoony friends I named WOOBLS. Their names are Plu, Cham, Iz, and the outcast's name is Gree. He's got crazy eyes. But then I had a weird nap....and I've napped all the days since then.
Wednesday I did reading and writings and stuff like that, and then art again where I continued in my arts. Yup. (Yeah, if this is sounding weird today, it's because not sleeping well for a few days makes me weird and feuax-grouchy.) Wednesday's nap was brought about by my watching Chuck. It dropped again, to being just okay, and then my compy overheated so I decided to sleep instead of start it back up. I just finished it just now, and there was a pretty good bit at the end but overall it was a definite Eh.
Also, Wednesday's chapel had a really great speaker, because he was born without arms or legs. He was very charismatic. You can download it here: http://live.apu.edu/watch.php?id=1510&codec=1&live=0
Wednesday night we had a "mandatory meeting" for Sitcom, because suddenly the final version of the script was due today. But we didn't do anything useful on Tuesday.....me and Megan went over and combined scene A and B, and some of the others did things on their own, but then we had to compile it into the new-and-improved script. But we met, and no one of us actually had the program to format it...so we complained amongst ourselves for a bit, said we'd say we did the best we could, and headed out......but then the one of us who did have the program (and was out of town) emailed saying we could email her the corrections and she'd format it and get it to the printers in time for class today. So we had to stick it out. It wasn't so bad, and by then it was just three of us, so we just slammed it out and asked questions later. But it was for sure one of those up-till-one writer's meetings our profs are always telling us about.
Today I had better sleep, and I didn't have to get up at 7. And we watched bits of Jurassic Park. And later talked about Dante's Inferno, which is pretty trippy. And in Sitcom, where we had actually met our deadline against all odds, we looked at the script (draft 19, that's our second official final draft. gosh.) and made notes of the corrections still needed to be made......but basically we're done with that rewrite. We're still "on call" to spot correct, but now we're going to pitch our own ideas and start developing our own sitcom. I don't see that getting very far, considering our group, but at least we don't have to work with dead Weston and his stupid Democratic Women's Rally Debates.
I have academic advising tomorrow morning, but at the moment my schedule is far from cohesive. Classes I need to take, to appease my general studies, major, and minor requirements, amount to ten. Ten different classes. That's 32 units, and I actually need 34 more to graduate. And there's like no more classes to take. There's only four left for my major, and two of those are a I and II class, so that's next year for sure. Another is Fall only, and I said I'd take it with Megan, so that's next year. For my minor, only one class out of the four is being offered, and that's actually okay, because I can put intermediate screenwriting into next year and advanced screenwriting and intro to film in the last semester, to fill up my unit quota both those semesters. The last two classes are those senior-only classes for GE and my major, so.
So right now, my next semester looks like this:
Typography. Intro to Astronomy. Communication Theory. Story and Character.
And I still need another one!!!! ARRG. And even though my art prof said that I should really look into typography, the catalog says ART 130 is a prereq...and I've certainly not taken that. So this is why I'm going to academic advising tomorrow. Because my schedule needs some advice.
So 30 Rock was pretty good. Didn't get to watch The Office OR Scrubs, because Megan decided that it would actually be worthwhile to watch Grey's today. Let me tell you, I think she was wrong. *pouts* Carpoolers this week was very very odd, and Marmaduke and Dougie are still holding a far lead as favorite characters. (Marmaduke for bartering, every kid's dream, and Dougie for asking a question I had actually just asked) I'm scouring the internets for Heroes, because now Kristen Bell is in the show, giving me an incentive to catch up.
Oh, and me and Beth also went on a night drive in which we found amazing lights on a road that does not in fact suddenly drop off, a park in the middle of noplace, and the home of wild firetrucks.
-Steph
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Thursday really is the best day, you guys.
Happy Thursday! Today heralds in the weekend, as always, and caps off a wholly satisfying week. Stroll with me.
Last Friday I got around to seeing our school production of Beauty and the Beast. Not to sound overly full of school spirit or anything, but our drama department totally rocks. (Not to mention that the theater department is technically my department since it's now TFT for Theater, Film, and Television, and that I had more than one friend in the show) There's a funny story involving the show and Facebook, but since this is actually imported into Facebook each week, I don't feel like I need to go into it and tag specific people in a creepy and stalkerish way. ^^
OH. Also on Friday*, me and Beth went on a culinary/geographic adventure. Which meant we drove in the general direction of Monrovia for lunch and ended up coming home like four hours later. The original destination was India Sweets N Spices, this Indian restaurant/deli that some of my group project members* had visited the day before. I was feeling brave (and hungry) so I enlisted Beth. It was pretty trippy. The menu was full of words I had no idea of their meaning, and the food was literally unidentifiable. So we got the Combo 1 and hoped for the best. It wasn't all bad, mostly different. And we were totally the only white people there, which is always a unique experience. Oh, and the drinks? They came in the biggest fountain cup you've ever seen, and I kid you not, the soda was flat as the horizon. So at first you're all Holy Shoes I can't drink all that--and then you start drinking it because of the curry, and then you're all GEEZ this is flat--but then you can chug it like water because it doesn't burn. And since you need to chug it, you end up drinking the whole half gallon in a matter of moments. It was rather neat.
Mm. New paragraph. Then we went for a stroll around this park we saw many years ago on a different random drive in the direction of Monrovia. It was really very pretty and we found the tree from which all squirrels come (on kids Jeopardy the day before, the kid had said that all sqirrels come from one tree. We found it. It's in a park in Monrovia). And then we explored by the tennis courts** and the empty swimming pools and the crazy broken cement bleachers for them and then the ghetto playground and then the lawn bowling court. That's a fun park to hang out in, and I will return there someday.
Then, instead of going home, we headed up the canyon! Straight up into the mountains towards the dam. And we parked at the shoulder and looked at the lake and the cigarette butts and the thrown-away beer cases and listened to the silence. It was pretty magical.
And then we went back down into civilization and headed for the cute main street in Glendora, which has this coffee shop that's really popular amongst my peers. I got a "maple spice latte" on the spur of the moment, but it really just tasted like coffee. But it was okay! Because outside there was--NO JOKE--a little jazz quartet from Citrus. So we hung out behind them and partook in the ambience. And then I went back and saw Beauty and the Beast. So all in all it was a magical day.
*It was also a Study Day, the freedom of which I celebrated by rising at 9 AM. No fair! It's a study day! Shouldn't have to get up at all! And whyyyy did I greet the morning? To study. Gosh. It was actually to meet with my group about our presentation on India for World Lit. My job was to edit the movies they'd taken when they interviewed the people working at India Sweets N Spices. I was also given an authentic Indian dress to wear at the presentation. More on this later.
**It's a semi-quest of mine to find a fabled tennis court of my past. When my brother still lived here, me and my sister spent a week of the summer with him. One of these summers, we woke up super early and played tennis. I remember this morning for many reasons, one of which because it was TOO EARLY (but it was Azusa in the summer, so that's what you have to do), because I had just been reading Shade's Children (checked out from the APU library) in the car and had to stop because we'd arrived, and because I at one point it the ball out of the court and we had to go out into the neighborhood street to find it. So I have to check any tennis courts I find to see if they match my memories. Unless, of course, Kevin or Gretchen can just tell me.
Also, Kev, every time I go in the theater I look for the Fiddler on the Roof photo. It's a mid-show shot, not like a cast shot, so I'm not sure if you're in it. You could be the guy behind the other guy. But I look for you all the same. (Also, they turned most of the warehouse into Duke Version 2, and it's very bizarre.)
Um, then Saturday. Not much going on. Played some FFXII. Fought Gilgamesh for like half an hour, because all I could do was heal and reheal and revive my people. So. Gonna level up some more before I revisit that battle. Megan's family came up to see Beauty and the Beast, so I saw them briefly.
Sunday I spent not doing my work. Literally. Because, you see, Monday I didn't have anything due, but by Tuesday I had to have edited that movie, researched the religion of India, wrote notes about it, sent said notes to be added to the powerpoint, type up my assignment for Writing, rewrite the scene for Sitcom that should have had been done last Thursday, finish my sister's birthday presents, and fix up something cool for Carolyn for Boss' Day.
Ya. You guessed it. I did all these things sometime on Tuesday. Well, most of them. Monday I rewrote that scene and made this:
But so Tuesday was chock full of waking up early (that thing for Writing? not even due ><) and throwing notes together and running out the door full of unease. But the presentation went okay, we played a Bollywood video from Youtube (you all can thank my International Channel days for that), and passed out some curry, and played that horrible interview video and sang a Beatles song and did some Yoga. And there was some factual information in there, too. So it wasn't so bad. And then it was over! Yeah!
For Sitcom, we worked quietly on our own things for a while. Oh, here's what happened. A new, finished (if not polished) draft of our re-written script had to be in yesterday so the actors could read it today. So our head writers farmed out the scenes to each of us to re-do, and then they pieced them back together. But this hadn't happened yet.......so there were some fun writing parties in the library Monday and Tuesday nights until the librarians kicked us out because it was 1. The life of a writer. But the almost-mostly-finished script is...eh. Not bad. Got a few big laughs at the read today, which was nice. But now we have to have version 2 done by next Thursday!
Ugh, but after Tuesday was over, everything was anti-stress! Slept in on Wednesday but then jetted right off to Heritage to help finish finish the re-write/compiling. But then there was nothing to do until Art later, so me and Megan went out and saw 3:10 to Yuma. Very, very, very good. Solid story, beautiful, just a piece of cinematic art. Go see it!
And then @ Art, I stayed until there were only me and the guy next to me and the prof! Just doing art. Moving around the letters S J and A in artistic manner. Stayed there for three hours! She really likes me, last we she said if I wasn't a junior she'd try to steal me away into the art program. So I hope I get an A XD Oh, and I think if I don't have enough classes to fill up my next three semesters (which I don't!) I'll look into taking the typography class. I like letters. And art.
And then I got to sleep until 10 because there was no class this morning! I don't know what a Comp Day is, but ain't it great to have 'em? But then I had a midterm for World Lit and I think I probably got a C. Oh well. But then we went to Sitcom and all the actors read the new script like I said before, and that was fun.
And then I came back and made falafel pitas. And the other day I made matzo ball soup, which is so good. I also had a delicious muffin yesterday morning. Mmm, food. NOW I'M WATCHING THE OFFICE AND PAM AND JIM ARE SO CUTE AND I ACTUALLY KINDA FEEL BAD FOR MICHAEL. And 30 Rock was pretty pretty good, too. AND CHUCK. Was A+ this week, I feel really proud for it. Missed Carpoolers. Forgot allll about it. Eh.
And my mum is coming to visit tomorrow! Yayz. So I guess that's all. I'm off to do nothing for four three days straight.
-Steph
Last Friday I got around to seeing our school production of Beauty and the Beast. Not to sound overly full of school spirit or anything, but our drama department totally rocks. (Not to mention that the theater department is technically my department since it's now TFT for Theater, Film, and Television, and that I had more than one friend in the show) There's a funny story involving the show and Facebook, but since this is actually imported into Facebook each week, I don't feel like I need to go into it and tag specific people in a creepy and stalkerish way. ^^
OH. Also on Friday*, me and Beth went on a culinary/geographic adventure. Which meant we drove in the general direction of Monrovia for lunch and ended up coming home like four hours later. The original destination was India Sweets N Spices, this Indian restaurant/deli that some of my group project members* had visited the day before. I was feeling brave (and hungry) so I enlisted Beth. It was pretty trippy. The menu was full of words I had no idea of their meaning, and the food was literally unidentifiable. So we got the Combo 1 and hoped for the best. It wasn't all bad, mostly different. And we were totally the only white people there, which is always a unique experience. Oh, and the drinks? They came in the biggest fountain cup you've ever seen, and I kid you not, the soda was flat as the horizon. So at first you're all Holy Shoes I can't drink all that--and then you start drinking it because of the curry, and then you're all GEEZ this is flat--but then you can chug it like water because it doesn't burn. And since you need to chug it, you end up drinking the whole half gallon in a matter of moments. It was rather neat.
Mm. New paragraph. Then we went for a stroll around this park we saw many years ago on a different random drive in the direction of Monrovia. It was really very pretty and we found the tree from which all squirrels come (on kids Jeopardy the day before, the kid had said that all sqirrels come from one tree. We found it. It's in a park in Monrovia). And then we explored by the tennis courts** and the empty swimming pools and the crazy broken cement bleachers for them and then the ghetto playground and then the lawn bowling court. That's a fun park to hang out in, and I will return there someday.
Then, instead of going home, we headed up the canyon! Straight up into the mountains towards the dam. And we parked at the shoulder and looked at the lake and the cigarette butts and the thrown-away beer cases and listened to the silence. It was pretty magical.
And then we went back down into civilization and headed for the cute main street in Glendora, which has this coffee shop that's really popular amongst my peers. I got a "maple spice latte" on the spur of the moment, but it really just tasted like coffee. But it was okay! Because outside there was--NO JOKE--a little jazz quartet from Citrus. So we hung out behind them and partook in the ambience. And then I went back and saw Beauty and the Beast. So all in all it was a magical day.
*It was also a Study Day, the freedom of which I celebrated by rising at 9 AM. No fair! It's a study day! Shouldn't have to get up at all! And whyyyy did I greet the morning? To study. Gosh. It was actually to meet with my group about our presentation on India for World Lit. My job was to edit the movies they'd taken when they interviewed the people working at India Sweets N Spices. I was also given an authentic Indian dress to wear at the presentation. More on this later.
**It's a semi-quest of mine to find a fabled tennis court of my past. When my brother still lived here, me and my sister spent a week of the summer with him. One of these summers, we woke up super early and played tennis. I remember this morning for many reasons, one of which because it was TOO EARLY (but it was Azusa in the summer, so that's what you have to do), because I had just been reading Shade's Children (checked out from the APU library) in the car and had to stop because we'd arrived, and because I at one point it the ball out of the court and we had to go out into the neighborhood street to find it. So I have to check any tennis courts I find to see if they match my memories. Unless, of course, Kevin or Gretchen can just tell me.
Also, Kev, every time I go in the theater I look for the Fiddler on the Roof photo. It's a mid-show shot, not like a cast shot, so I'm not sure if you're in it. You could be the guy behind the other guy. But I look for you all the same. (Also, they turned most of the warehouse into Duke Version 2, and it's very bizarre.)
Um, then Saturday. Not much going on. Played some FFXII. Fought Gilgamesh for like half an hour, because all I could do was heal and reheal and revive my people. So. Gonna level up some more before I revisit that battle. Megan's family came up to see Beauty and the Beast, so I saw them briefly.
Sunday I spent not doing my work. Literally. Because, you see, Monday I didn't have anything due, but by Tuesday I had to have edited that movie, researched the religion of India, wrote notes about it, sent said notes to be added to the powerpoint, type up my assignment for Writing, rewrite the scene for Sitcom that should have had been done last Thursday, finish my sister's birthday presents, and fix up something cool for Carolyn for Boss' Day.
Ya. You guessed it. I did all these things sometime on Tuesday. Well, most of them. Monday I rewrote that scene and made this:
But so Tuesday was chock full of waking up early (that thing for Writing? not even due ><) and throwing notes together and running out the door full of unease. But the presentation went okay, we played a Bollywood video from Youtube (you all can thank my International Channel days for that), and passed out some curry, and played that horrible interview video and sang a Beatles song and did some Yoga. And there was some factual information in there, too. So it wasn't so bad. And then it was over! Yeah!
For Sitcom, we worked quietly on our own things for a while. Oh, here's what happened. A new, finished (if not polished) draft of our re-written script had to be in yesterday so the actors could read it today. So our head writers farmed out the scenes to each of us to re-do, and then they pieced them back together. But this hadn't happened yet.......so there were some fun writing parties in the library Monday and Tuesday nights until the librarians kicked us out because it was 1. The life of a writer. But the almost-mostly-finished script is...eh. Not bad. Got a few big laughs at the read today, which was nice. But now we have to have version 2 done by next Thursday!
Ugh, but after Tuesday was over, everything was anti-stress! Slept in on Wednesday but then jetted right off to Heritage to help finish finish the re-write/compiling. But then there was nothing to do until Art later, so me and Megan went out and saw 3:10 to Yuma. Very, very, very good. Solid story, beautiful, just a piece of cinematic art. Go see it!
And then @ Art, I stayed until there were only me and the guy next to me and the prof! Just doing art. Moving around the letters S J and A in artistic manner. Stayed there for three hours! She really likes me, last we she said if I wasn't a junior she'd try to steal me away into the art program. So I hope I get an A XD Oh, and I think if I don't have enough classes to fill up my next three semesters (which I don't!) I'll look into taking the typography class. I like letters. And art.
And then I got to sleep until 10 because there was no class this morning! I don't know what a Comp Day is, but ain't it great to have 'em? But then I had a midterm for World Lit and I think I probably got a C. Oh well. But then we went to Sitcom and all the actors read the new script like I said before, and that was fun.
And then I came back and made falafel pitas. And the other day I made matzo ball soup, which is so good. I also had a delicious muffin yesterday morning. Mmm, food. NOW I'M WATCHING THE OFFICE AND PAM AND JIM ARE SO CUTE AND I ACTUALLY KINDA FEEL BAD FOR MICHAEL. And 30 Rock was pretty pretty good, too. AND CHUCK. Was A+ this week, I feel really proud for it. Missed Carpoolers. Forgot allll about it. Eh.
And my mum is coming to visit tomorrow! Yayz. So I guess that's all. I'm off to do nothing for four three days straight.
-Steph
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Relevant Title
Happy Thursday! I just now remembered that I ABSOLUTELY forgot about last week, how the 4th was in fact a Blackjack Thursday. Because it was the error of my own memory that caused this regrettable ignorance, I am opening up today for proper blackjacky observances. That is, if it doesn't get in the way of your National Coming Out Day celebrations.
Beth: Guess what I did Saturday!
Me: Went to Hollywood and hung out with bikers?
(I forget how the rest of the story goes, but as it turns out, she was in fact in Hollywood that day, too.) That's what I did! Me and Megan, we drove down to the Kodak Theater and helped bikers sign in for this charity ride. Megan gave them their wristbands for food, and I gave them the sticker for parking. In retrospect, neither of these duties were at all necessary. There was some famous people there, like the guy who made/owns the Paul Mitchell hair products/Patron tequila (John Paul DeJoria). And an someone who I think name is Michele Smith, of former Playboy fame. Aaand. Um. Later Robbie Knievel showed up. I'm getting ahead of myself.
After we checked in all the bikers, we drove down to Malibu, which was where the ride was going. And then we passed the place we were trying to get to like three times, because we couldn't find the way to get into it, and that town's darn skinny. And then we parked at the far end of a motorcycle gang because we thought it was our people, but it wasn't. It was a motorcycle gang. And then we hung out with the bikers for a few minutes after they all arrived, because there really wasn't anything else for us to do.
So then we set off again, to find this elusive "Pie Festival!" we saw advertised on some signs we saw while maneuvering earlier. We followed the signs to a big set up of tents on a dirt/grass/straw field, and the girl said she didn't know what the pie festival was, and that it was seven dollars to park. So we parked and strolled over to the tents and luckily enough, there was NO PIE, it was a HIPPY-MAKE-MALIBU-GREEN fair. So we left and then saw the tiny tiny pie festival in the next parking lot. Which was full. So we went home. But then once we followed Sunset back to Hollywood, we couldn't find the freeway, so we actually ended up on the 101 west for a little while. Where's the 134?! The map says we should hit the 134!! I don't see it!! I don't see any signs!!
There was a sign for it, however, on the eastbound side. And we eventually made it home. Where we promptly hit up the Marie Callenders for pie. Three years here and I've never stepped foot in that building. And I still have half a pie left, I like to cut a slice and then eat it like a sandwich.
The only other amazing and outstanding news from my week was how addicted I got to Photoshop. For Computer Graphics class, we had to take a picture of somebody, and then make it grayscale, and then add back three colors, and then make a negative/positive version, and then take either the black or white and add a texture to it and so on and so on. The finished version is a book with the final nine images in it. It was due Wednesday, but honestly I was done with it Sunday night because I couldn't stop. I had to print them all out and bind it all on Monday, though. But I was so obsessed I ended up making another version for the cover--
for the mutilation process, I had to physically mess up the image some how, rescan it, and add one color. So I cut out the background, cut that up into squares, taped them back down haphazardly around her picture, and drew some lines on it (to know the dimensions of how it should be when I rescanned) that made it look designy. I've been kind of hung up on this powder blue/brown dynamic for a while, so I threw a sepia tone on it and filled the background with the blue.....but I was only supposed to add ONE color! So I left out the sepia for the project, and then started in for myself. 'Cause Megan did say that it would look cool like as a wallpaper or something. So I set out to make a wallpaper. Oh, and my model was Beth.
I kept the sepia and splashed the blue into the background, but I also pulled the brown across the full length of the screen (since desktops are wider than tall, yes) and then added some text that spontaneously popped into my mind. And then after I was "done," I went back and made a blueprint pattern underlayed that onto the blue parts and that was that. And then I realized I liked it so much that it should be the cover of my book, so I moved some stuff around to make it 6x9, and then I made up a back cover to match. I don't have pictures of the actual book, since I turned it in yesterday, but I do in fact have the original images (gasp!) so I'll pop them up in here to show off.
And the wallpaper, if anyone wants Beth's face adorning their desktop:
Beth: Guess what I did Saturday!
Me: Went to Hollywood and hung out with bikers?
(I forget how the rest of the story goes, but as it turns out, she was in fact in Hollywood that day, too.) That's what I did! Me and Megan, we drove down to the Kodak Theater and helped bikers sign in for this charity ride. Megan gave them their wristbands for food, and I gave them the sticker for parking. In retrospect, neither of these duties were at all necessary. There was some famous people there, like the guy who made/owns the Paul Mitchell hair products/Patron tequila (John Paul DeJoria). And an someone who I think name is Michele Smith, of former Playboy fame. Aaand. Um. Later Robbie Knievel showed up. I'm getting ahead of myself.
After we checked in all the bikers, we drove down to Malibu, which was where the ride was going. And then we passed the place we were trying to get to like three times, because we couldn't find the way to get into it, and that town's darn skinny. And then we parked at the far end of a motorcycle gang because we thought it was our people, but it wasn't. It was a motorcycle gang. And then we hung out with the bikers for a few minutes after they all arrived, because there really wasn't anything else for us to do.
So then we set off again, to find this elusive "Pie Festival!" we saw advertised on some signs we saw while maneuvering earlier. We followed the signs to a big set up of tents on a dirt/grass/straw field, and the girl said she didn't know what the pie festival was, and that it was seven dollars to park. So we parked and strolled over to the tents and luckily enough, there was NO PIE, it was a HIPPY-MAKE-MALIBU-GREEN fair. So we left and then saw the tiny tiny pie festival in the next parking lot. Which was full. So we went home. But then once we followed Sunset back to Hollywood, we couldn't find the freeway, so we actually ended up on the 101 west for a little while. Where's the 134?! The map says we should hit the 134!! I don't see it!! I don't see any signs!!
There was a sign for it, however, on the eastbound side. And we eventually made it home. Where we promptly hit up the Marie Callenders for pie. Three years here and I've never stepped foot in that building. And I still have half a pie left, I like to cut a slice and then eat it like a sandwich.
The only other amazing and outstanding news from my week was how addicted I got to Photoshop. For Computer Graphics class, we had to take a picture of somebody, and then make it grayscale, and then add back three colors, and then make a negative/positive version, and then take either the black or white and add a texture to it and so on and so on. The finished version is a book with the final nine images in it. It was due Wednesday, but honestly I was done with it Sunday night because I couldn't stop. I had to print them all out and bind it all on Monday, though. But I was so obsessed I ended up making another version for the cover--
for the mutilation process, I had to physically mess up the image some how, rescan it, and add one color. So I cut out the background, cut that up into squares, taped them back down haphazardly around her picture, and drew some lines on it (to know the dimensions of how it should be when I rescanned) that made it look designy. I've been kind of hung up on this powder blue/brown dynamic for a while, so I threw a sepia tone on it and filled the background with the blue.....but I was only supposed to add ONE color! So I left out the sepia for the project, and then started in for myself. 'Cause Megan did say that it would look cool like as a wallpaper or something. So I set out to make a wallpaper. Oh, and my model was Beth.
I kept the sepia and splashed the blue into the background, but I also pulled the brown across the full length of the screen (since desktops are wider than tall, yes) and then added some text that spontaneously popped into my mind. And then after I was "done," I went back and made a blueprint pattern underlayed that onto the blue parts and that was that. And then I realized I liked it so much that it should be the cover of my book, so I moved some stuff around to make it 6x9, and then I made up a back cover to match. I don't have pictures of the actual book, since I turned it in yesterday, but I do in fact have the original images (gasp!) so I'll pop them up in here to show off.
And the wallpaper, if anyone wants Beth's face adorning their desktop:So, I think photoshopping is way fun and I think I have a new hobby. It's just obnoxious to obsess over, because I can't take it with me to class (like I can writing). Oh, and Blogger has a ridiculously inefficient process of uploading pictures, so I hope you appreciate all I've done for you. And I'm running out of time because I started too late and that always makes me edgy.
Oh, also, me and Megan explored out to Bishamon yesterday, that Japanese restaurant that my brother was always trying to take me to and it was always closed in our faces. For the record, Sexy Albacore Rolls are not very tasty. But luckily, my food was. XD
-Steph
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Computers are about trying to murder you in a lake
Happy Thursday! My head hurts a little, so this probably won't be crazy long. I've just been holding out for the wonders of Thursday prime time television, and soon I will be having the Office dreams.
TV update!
Forgot about Cavemen (which I hear is really dumb), and while trying to at least catch the end of it, I managed to tune in right on time for Carpool. I think I've heard of it maybe once way back sometime ago, but I really hadn't heard anything about it recently. But man, was that unexpectedly funny. The kind of crazy, unexpected, RANDOM things that you just don't see ever. Not so crazy about the actors, but Dougie was pretty good. Him and the black guy. And that other guy's son, who never wore any pants. When he was trying to think of the word "tie," he held the toast up to his neck and wiggled it around. That's just great. Gonna try to remember to watch that.
I also seem to accidentally be watching ER now. Oops. And this, children, is what we call a lead-in audience. My inability to turn off the tv or change the channel after the Office is what gives ER its great ratings. It's pretty nifty.
Hmm, and Moonlight. I actually turned down a party (what! Me! not go to a party!) to stay and watch this new LA-crime-fighting-vampire show. With Jason Dohring, of Veronica Mars fame (with which I spent my weekend--season two. mmm) as the oldest vampire in LA, Josef. Realized I'd never heard of it because I thought we didn't get channel 2 - CBS. And we almost don't. So between the colorless fuzz and the horrible acting, it's probably the cruddy writing that makes it not worth the while. Jason.....I'll wait for you to move on to something I can watch without wanting to die.
30 Rock premiered today! Many laughs. They certainly know the meaning of consistency. I'm sensing a future between Jack and Lemon, does anybody else? Not much else to say about it, 'cause it was pretty solid, but not outstanding. Wasn't really digging the Seinfeld, but the Seinfeld Vision bit was pretty classy.
Chuck! Chuck is very not living up to my standards. Biggest offense in this week's episode is hands down the portrayal of driving a helicopter. You CANNOT learn how to fly a helicopter from video games, because I don't know of any controllers that come with helicopter pedals in addition to the "stick" and "parking brake." But I suppose I'm just being hypocritical, since the thing is not taking itself seriously and fully intends for you to do the same. But still, the writing....not very smooth. And the acting just barely makes it palatable. Hope hope hope hope it gets better, and soon.
Missed Pushing Up Daisies, 'cause of class. It's been lauded as the best new show, but my prof said he fell asleep during it. And that his roommate fell asleep during it WHILE eating dinner. But I dunno. Maybe I'll make an effort to find it online. Don't really know.
I still need to see season one of Heroes, so I can watch season two with Kristen Bell. I also want to own all the seasons of Veronica Mars, for the same reason. Watching season two means I've finally finished the series, after introducing myself to it last year. Season two....met my needs, but it really doesn't stand up to season one. And three, being an entirely different animal, is allowed to be judged on a different scale. But I still wish there was more. Sadday.
Movie-wise, I finally saw Silence of the Lambs over the weekend. Hmmm. Overrated, in my opinion. Sure, Hopkins as Lecter is creepifying and brilliant, but he was grossly overshadowed by the hideous acting of Foster. She won an OSCAR for that $%^^@^$%#. I just didn't believe her character, the way she was all IMMEDIATELY open to Lecter, getting all emotional about her freaking boring past. Utterly unbelievable. Horrible. Bleck.
On the opposite side of the spectrum, was Hot Fuzz. I remember wanting to see it from the trailers (and it's actually pretty rare that a trailer really interests me), and let me tell you it was worth it. I've been asking around at people, if they've seen it, and the majority of them tell me that they "heard it sucked." Which is fairly shocking to me because I absolutely loved it. Every moment. It was so funny, and then had so many cute and then intense bits, and the climactic firefight sequence was just great fun. And don't even get me started on the cinematic/theoretical aspects of it. In my opinion, a definite Must See. I've been told Shaun of the Dead (made by the same people, a few years earlier) is actually better, and so I'll be seeing that soon enough. I want the crazy extended DVD so bad.
Hm. I guess that just about sums up my media intake for this week. Except for that we watched Scrubs in class this morning. AND I finished my paper on time. But that's not related to media. Unless you count the Iliad, the Odyssey, and the Aeneid as media. Which, in all fairness, you can.
The other exciting schoolish news is our project for art, Computer Graphics, that is. We're photoshopping! I used to be really frustrated any time I wandered into the murky woods that is Photoshop, but now I'm only mildly frustrated on occasion. I'll be putting up the finished works on the internets when it's done. Gonna be a cute book of pictures. It's a lot of fun. I get to go to class, listen to my Zune and mess around on the computer for three hours. Sigh. My life is sooooo hard.
For Sitcom, the rewrites are finally starting to commence smoothly. So far we've just been talking about the new spins to put on the characters, to make them better and more interesting. And also to fix the plot, to make this pilot have something to be about. It was kind of ridiculous, the way it was originally. Tuesday after class, those of us who lingered about moved over to Heritage and hung out for ANOTHER hour and a half and knocked out some more details. That was fun, but it was a little awkward, just the three of us and Gilbert. XD He's a very interesting man. Today we had a table read with the actors, reading the "revised" teaser. Jack (Gilbert) typed it up yesterday based on our discussion, but it didn't end up so perfect. So there's work yet to be done. Hahaha. Sitcom Writing.
Oh, the Office. Was on tonight. Pam and Jim are great, but I'm actually pretty glad that their normal format is half an hour. These hour longs, while beautiful for giving me my fix, are really not this team's forte. Felt pretty bad for Dwight, thought Ryan was being silly, couldn't believe Creed (XD printer ink), and admitted that Michael looked pretty good with that lake-water hair.
Happy Birthday, Sputnik!
Yeah, I really want to sleep now? I'll see you around.
-Steph
TV update!
Forgot about Cavemen (which I hear is really dumb), and while trying to at least catch the end of it, I managed to tune in right on time for Carpool. I think I've heard of it maybe once way back sometime ago, but I really hadn't heard anything about it recently. But man, was that unexpectedly funny. The kind of crazy, unexpected, RANDOM things that you just don't see ever. Not so crazy about the actors, but Dougie was pretty good. Him and the black guy. And that other guy's son, who never wore any pants. When he was trying to think of the word "tie," he held the toast up to his neck and wiggled it around. That's just great. Gonna try to remember to watch that.
I also seem to accidentally be watching ER now. Oops. And this, children, is what we call a lead-in audience. My inability to turn off the tv or change the channel after the Office is what gives ER its great ratings. It's pretty nifty.
Hmm, and Moonlight. I actually turned down a party (what! Me! not go to a party!) to stay and watch this new LA-crime-fighting-vampire show. With Jason Dohring, of Veronica Mars fame (with which I spent my weekend--season two. mmm) as the oldest vampire in LA, Josef. Realized I'd never heard of it because I thought we didn't get channel 2 - CBS. And we almost don't. So between the colorless fuzz and the horrible acting, it's probably the cruddy writing that makes it not worth the while. Jason.....I'll wait for you to move on to something I can watch without wanting to die.
30 Rock premiered today! Many laughs. They certainly know the meaning of consistency. I'm sensing a future between Jack and Lemon, does anybody else? Not much else to say about it, 'cause it was pretty solid, but not outstanding. Wasn't really digging the Seinfeld, but the Seinfeld Vision bit was pretty classy.
Chuck! Chuck is very not living up to my standards. Biggest offense in this week's episode is hands down the portrayal of driving a helicopter. You CANNOT learn how to fly a helicopter from video games, because I don't know of any controllers that come with helicopter pedals in addition to the "stick" and "parking brake." But I suppose I'm just being hypocritical, since the thing is not taking itself seriously and fully intends for you to do the same. But still, the writing....not very smooth. And the acting just barely makes it palatable. Hope hope hope hope it gets better, and soon.
Missed Pushing Up Daisies, 'cause of class. It's been lauded as the best new show, but my prof said he fell asleep during it. And that his roommate fell asleep during it WHILE eating dinner. But I dunno. Maybe I'll make an effort to find it online. Don't really know.
I still need to see season one of Heroes, so I can watch season two with Kristen Bell. I also want to own all the seasons of Veronica Mars, for the same reason. Watching season two means I've finally finished the series, after introducing myself to it last year. Season two....met my needs, but it really doesn't stand up to season one. And three, being an entirely different animal, is allowed to be judged on a different scale. But I still wish there was more. Sadday.
Movie-wise, I finally saw Silence of the Lambs over the weekend. Hmmm. Overrated, in my opinion. Sure, Hopkins as Lecter is creepifying and brilliant, but he was grossly overshadowed by the hideous acting of Foster. She won an OSCAR for that $%^^@^$%#. I just didn't believe her character, the way she was all IMMEDIATELY open to Lecter, getting all emotional about her freaking boring past. Utterly unbelievable. Horrible. Bleck.
On the opposite side of the spectrum, was Hot Fuzz. I remember wanting to see it from the trailers (and it's actually pretty rare that a trailer really interests me), and let me tell you it was worth it. I've been asking around at people, if they've seen it, and the majority of them tell me that they "heard it sucked." Which is fairly shocking to me because I absolutely loved it. Every moment. It was so funny, and then had so many cute and then intense bits, and the climactic firefight sequence was just great fun. And don't even get me started on the cinematic/theoretical aspects of it. In my opinion, a definite Must See. I've been told Shaun of the Dead (made by the same people, a few years earlier) is actually better, and so I'll be seeing that soon enough. I want the crazy extended DVD so bad.
Hm. I guess that just about sums up my media intake for this week. Except for that we watched Scrubs in class this morning. AND I finished my paper on time. But that's not related to media. Unless you count the Iliad, the Odyssey, and the Aeneid as media. Which, in all fairness, you can.
The other exciting schoolish news is our project for art, Computer Graphics, that is. We're photoshopping! I used to be really frustrated any time I wandered into the murky woods that is Photoshop, but now I'm only mildly frustrated on occasion. I'll be putting up the finished works on the internets when it's done. Gonna be a cute book of pictures. It's a lot of fun. I get to go to class, listen to my Zune and mess around on the computer for three hours. Sigh. My life is sooooo hard.
For Sitcom, the rewrites are finally starting to commence smoothly. So far we've just been talking about the new spins to put on the characters, to make them better and more interesting. And also to fix the plot, to make this pilot have something to be about. It was kind of ridiculous, the way it was originally. Tuesday after class, those of us who lingered about moved over to Heritage and hung out for ANOTHER hour and a half and knocked out some more details. That was fun, but it was a little awkward, just the three of us and Gilbert. XD He's a very interesting man. Today we had a table read with the actors, reading the "revised" teaser. Jack (Gilbert) typed it up yesterday based on our discussion, but it didn't end up so perfect. So there's work yet to be done. Hahaha. Sitcom Writing.
Oh, the Office. Was on tonight. Pam and Jim are great, but I'm actually pretty glad that their normal format is half an hour. These hour longs, while beautiful for giving me my fix, are really not this team's forte. Felt pretty bad for Dwight, thought Ryan was being silly, couldn't believe Creed (XD printer ink), and admitted that Michael looked pretty good with that lake-water hair.
Happy Birthday, Sputnik!
Yeah, I really want to sleep now? I'll see you around.
-Steph
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