Friend's of Dark Red

So, I notice that my co-worker is acting strange while my boss chats with her. She can't seem to put a sentence together to contribute to the conversation. The only thing coming out of her mouth is "oh yeh, that's cool."

The boss retreats into her office leaving co-worker to the task at hand. She sits at a computer terminal with a stack of books to revise. I'm at the computer next to her trying to figure out how to link my lj with fb. I start idle chatting with her, but she requests silence becuz she can't concentrate. Out of the blue, however, she asks me "can you play SWEET JANE?"so I'm opening up grooveshark and searching out the Lou Reed song. She ups the volume. I exit (to actually get work done).

I'm in another part of the building when my boss walks up to ask me if I know what's wrong with my co-worker. I say that I got that peculiar feeling about her as her speech was oddly incoherent." And was she having an aneurysm?...

My boss goes back to her office trying to figure it all out. She probably approached co-worker with a confrontation about why she is acting weird. Next thing I know, the boss is telling employees that she'll be driving said co-worker to the hospital and she'll be back when she's back.

Current Mood:

curious

Hello blog readers:

I'm still here, hacking my way to the top by plugging at my keyboard for livejournal. If you've been reading my blog, then you've probably taken notice of the drastic change I've made in formatting my entries like scenes from a movie.

I have a lot more of those to come, but I'm placing them in a group filter. If you want access to my scattered feature film scripts, let me know. Some of you may already be included, so if you know who you are, rest easy.

19th May, 2013 © blanket sin – "macular_degeneration"

I've been stumped in a certain scene I've been trying to write.   It basically covers morning rituals in a blasé vogue.   From the moment the character in the story opens his eyes, he sees the ceiling lamp, his eyes pan over to the window to see day break, then the cat.   From there, he lifts himself out of bed and searches his slippers while checking the time.

I think there is more to the walking thru the house to get to the bathroom, however, which is why I'm getting so stuck.   There is a certain limp I do not know how to convey in this sequence without pointing the camera to the character.   I suppose it can be done by simply holding the camera while one walks to their destination AND mimicking an exaggerated limp for the purpose of camera effect.   Would it be understood? I dunno.

And maybe it's just me, but I find when I've been off my feet, it takes awhile to get the blood circulating.

These drawrings were done, I think, way back in 2008.   At least the rough sketches were done on the back of a calendar with my work hours for September '8, so… I left out the fish tank as a morning ritual, and because the rough sketch shows a goldfish in the tank, I'm 99% sure I've been hording this trash for five years.   And I'm still not done because these objects are supposed to be done in storyboard format.   The way I've done it here reminds me of my eye doctor diagnosing my eyes as eligible candidates for Macular Degeneration.

Ever since I can remember, I've always left out blank spots in my drawrings, but I think that's only because I wasn't very good at it, the blank spots I left out were usually a result of the pieces of the puzzle not fitting together proportion-wise.   For instance, a scenic landscape where a palm tree in the foreground of a skyrise building doesn't intersect the way it appears because I didn't take into account where to draw the base of the trunk.   That sort of thing.

Now look at me. Geez.

18th May, 2013 © blanket sin – "clutter"

Something came over me in April when I completely forgot my sister's birthday. I didn't remember I had forgotten until two weeks later. So I started thinking of how I was going to find a birthday card with a belated theme.

I had recently brought home a DVD from the library (Silver Linings) and when my landlady spoke to my sister about it, my sister asked if she could borrow it. I said sure, but it turns out she never got around to watching it anyway. I asked her why, and she responded that she didn't know how.

???

Apparently she has difficulty changing the TV mode to "input" and since her son is away at colleger, she has nobody to pop the DVD into her machine. I can't understand her lack of technological know-how because the movie Silver Linings is pretty good. Worth trying to figure out the TV remote, anyway. It was the sad face emoticon she texted back to me when I dismissed it all with "your loss" as I returned the DVD back to the library.

That sad face is what I recalled when it dawned on me that I forgot her b-day. After work I went to Amoeba Records and picked up a copy of Silver Linkings so she would have it when her son returned from college for the weekend. I drew up my own birthday card — all those years in art school finally coming in handy. I think it worked out well because I never know what to get my sister for her birthday (or x-mas for that matter) and this time I knew exactly what she wanted.

Hope to see you there!