Scripts and Toads

ok, so there really aren't any toads involved in this post whatsoever, but its fun to say.

Last night I finished the final touches on my script of 'Puppy Eyes', which will be shot this weekend. I had it checked out one more time, and there are some few minor changes I need to make as far as shot composition but all in all I think it will turn out quite well. Hopefully a much better scripted story than my "Suspended Oblivion" story turned out to be.

I still would like to throw some outtakes onto the end of 'Suspended Oblivion' before making the DVD copies. So those of you waiting on those, I will do my best to get those finished up soon. Maybe tomorrow by chance, or possibly friday.

I have mini break this weekend, which excites me to the max. Although I have to shoot my second 5 minute film this weekend, I think that I will have plenty of time for some good ol' relaxation. I will be driving up to Fresno to spend the majority of the weekend with my favorite Nicki, being accompanied by Marlys. Monday, I will back in LA to spend the day and Universal Studios, for which I am quite excited. I think they even have the crashed plane that was used in 'War of the Worlds' housed there!

I miss home a lot lately, well maybe not home per say, just the thought of family. I attribute the bringing on of this, what I will call 'family sickness', due to a paper that I had to write for my theology class. The paper was about my critical eye in film viewing as it relates to my theology. Part of the paper writing process was to include interviewing your parents to find their philosophy on cinema. Me, not having those resources available, found it very difficult to complete the assignment. Although I did anyway, it was a struggle to figure out which angle I wanted to take a paper in which I didn't feel I had the adequate resources to write. It was also hard hearing my classmates talk about, in casual conversation, their interviews with their parents and the views their parents had. It made me feel like the odd ball, and quite disconnected from everyone else in the program, since I couldn't relate to them. I don't really know for sure what my parents opinions were/are. I mean, yeah sure Dad is still around, but in all honesty does his opinion really effect who I am and my film philosophy? He has never really been there for me, and thus his views have not been a big impact on who I am as a person. This being said, it was the most difficult hearing my classmates talk about their mothers. For the first time in quite a while I realized how much I really do miss my mom. I knew that I missed her, but it's times like those that make me realize how much of an impact she had on my life and how much I really lost when I lost her. It won't matter how many people tell me it wasn't my fault, in a way it still was. No, with the given situation I couldn't have done anything differently. But if I hadn't been selfish and wanted to spend time with my friends the night before it happened I could have had one last night with her, she may have not been in her car at that intersection at that given time. Yes it happened. But that doesn't mean that I couldn't have done something to change it. However, it's too late for that now. I guess the accident has given me a greater appreciation for those I care for. It has showed me that they could be gone at any second, so I need to be careful how I treat them and not take for granted the times I have with them or ignore oppurtunities that I have to spend with them.