That was a bit much

Sorry for a large amount of the content of the last blog, that isn't really how I like to roll. I can't believe I quoted Bad Religion. Thanks for putting up with it and thank you for those who have listened to me whine recently. I'm feeling much better now. I may not be a new man yet but I think I'm on my way. Let's try to move on-

I shot and edited a four-minute video for my friend applying for a scholarship at Second City. It was a lot of fun and I can't wait to make more stuff. Editing is fun but time-consuming as hell, as anyone who has done it can tell you. Here's the youtube link if you want to watch it, I think it's pretty funny considering my friend didn't want to spend a lot of time on it:

Second City Scholarship 

I'm averaging around a sketch a week, and I'd like to at least double that output. A lot of what I write is decent, but some of it sure ain't. My teacher tells me that in order to write something good, you need to write a bunch of stuff that's bad at some point, gotta get that SHIT out the way. This seems obvious to me, but it's something I never gave enough thought. That seems to be the gist of this first writing class, a lot of what's being taught is stuff that seems obvious once spelled out, but good to know and good that it was spelled out. That said, this class is moving at a snail's pace. Definitely more process over product so far, and each class we've done "get to know you" shit, which would be fine except I'm not a freshman in college. We do a "good-touch fire drill" which involves eight seconds of running around, trying to tap the other 17 or so students on the shoulder. I have no idea why this happens. All I know is Ranjit, the teacher with the roundest head I've ever seen outside of Peanuts, sure seems to enjoy it. He's a bit weird, but I like him. I like him even though sometimes his voice reminds me Swampie's, it's a slightly affected and very nerdy voice. 

Ok, while I was typing that last paragraph I received a call from the dude who was trying to set up that audition. It's still on, it just took him a bit to get his ducks in a row. Tuesday. Tuesday will be the day I charm my way into one of those "moving pictures" I've heard so much about. Time to learn about ghost hunting.

Chicago WinterSpring 2010 is here. it's a lovely mix of snow, rain, mud and despair. With occasional sunshine.