Try stuff

Matches Malone:

He said this to win a bet. Or more likely, the illustration is, can you stand on one foot, and recite the greatest commandment? I know I can, however, I’m balanced ;0)

Originally posted on 300 words a day:

Jesus said it was the greatest commandment: “Love God with all your heart and all your soul and all your mind and all your strength.”

But what counts?  Does taking care of your aging parents count? Does secretly paying for the meal of someone at another table count? Does doing your job well count? Does loving God have to hurt. What if we chose the wrong way to love? What if we try as hard as we can and we fail?

I know some people paralyzed as they try to figure this out. Or fearful. Or worried.

Think back to Monday. What if we didn’t worry about figuring out what counts as loving? What if we said, “Okay” and lived in a way that was as loving of God as we could?

What if we just try stuff?

I mean, what if we say, “God, I have no idea…

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3 Tips For Dealing With Trials | healingfromgod.com

3 Tips For Dealing With Trials | healingfromgod.com.

And tip #4: Avoid them in the first place.

I thought I had more on this, however, apparently, I don’t. Might write a song about it. Maybe I already have. Temporal mechanics being what they are.

I’ve touched on this phenomenon both here and elsewhere before, however, for the 2 or 3 of you that are reading me for the first time, it follows that I write something before you read or hear it. Unless I say it, and don’t write it down. In which case, short term memory being what it is, you may never hear or see it again.

However, in any case, I take my action before you take yours, meaning, you’re actually reacting.  Neat, huh? Maybe not. You may not like what I say, do, or think. Then I get a negative comment in the boxes below. Or, more likely, you don’t say anything.  Then I continue to displease you until such time that you stop reading.

This makes me sad. Of course, this wouldn’t be a trial, as that implies a verdict.  And I was nowhere near Queens. If you get that reference, you may stop reading, and continue directly to the comment section.

Of course, this implies that I have more to say, write, do, etc. here, which is most likely not the case, as my breakfast, lunch, dinner is cooking depending on which timezone you’re in.

I believe that life is a game of Fizzbin.

Adjust your expectations accordingly.

72 and sunny in Redondo Beach, as always :D

Fascinating.

Back in the day, and a strange day it was, I was ranked in the top 1% of the country.  With a renewed membership fee, I could probably make some quick cash in a tournament before people that still play in every weekend tournament recognized me.

Speed Chess was called skittles games back then.  Probably still is. I remember those that were better than me would play for quarters here.  Inflation has set in, and I’m sure it’s dollars by now.

Would be interesting to take your wife or girlfriend, or, you can take mine for that matter ;) for a nice long walk on the beach, and ‘accidentally’ come upon a game, and take it down for a lot of cash. All you have to do, is sac the first game. If you can afford that, you’re golden.

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I’m a Filmmaker, And I’m Okay…

I work all night, and I sleep all day.

If only that were the case. I received an email from the fine folks who press the word, that I’ve been doin’ this for six years. So, HB to me!!!

My problem is, are, was, were, not even grammatically correct. Damn!! Time to go back to English 10AB w/Fred Doucette.

Was @Castle recently, and started playing Fizzbin with random guests, just to pass the time. I have to create a new act that I can film and submit to the entertainment committee in order to qualify to maybe perform Close-up magic @ some point in the distant future, in the only place I truly ever want to perform it.

Life is either performance art, or a broadway musical. Make your choice, and then stick to it. Use stick ‘em if you have to. I told my Executive Producer this once. Two years ago. Well, maybe more than that at this point, as the fine folks in the land of 168 have changed the dates since.

I should hold Chip Chalmers personally responsible for my meltdown this season. He was the last director I asked to direct me, before I resigned to doing it myself. But Chip’s a good guy, so, I would never do that.

Others in the land of granola that may or may not be called out during this not so random rant include but are not limited to, the 1st AD, and the 2nd Unit Director.

We lost 3 hours because of this duo, that propagated throughout the rest of the project.

We had a full post production sound facility ready for us at 9a the day before turn in. We didn’t get there ’til noon. Hard out at ten pm, therefore, well, I’ve already done the math for you.   Sol7 did incredible work under the strangest of conditions. Special thanks to them above and beyond the credits they shall receive somewhere. Well, on the finished product itself. Which may be a film, motion picture, or movie.

Wow.  Artificial word count reached!!! You should all know what that means by now.

Well, if you don’t, it means I can type faster. Like this…. Except when getting a phone call from the fine folks @ the E3 after party I just confirmed attendance. For myself, and two guests. You should know who you are, however, if you don’t, then well, it’s not you.

The thoughts in the previous paragraph may be in the proper order, if not the words. Take this into account when you post your comments.

I know I’m missing something this weekend, however, I do have the capability of walking into the LA Wine Fest with my press pass from the fine folks @Soak Magazine. I should give them special thanks, too.

So, have a lost weekend, then play video games? I wonder if that’s how Ray Milland started….

A random closing phrase here, then the directives. If this were a song, it would probably be in four part harmony.

I’ve gone so far off topic in this one….

That’s my story. Hope You Enjoyed It™

This Looks Like a Job for…

But as always, he’s not available. So, who can we get??? Blue Blazes, of course. More info as it’s made available. To me. You may have more info than I do, in which case, by all means, share in the comments section. Thanks!!!

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Why am I here?

To drive traffic to my ministry site.

Okay, not what I was originally going to write, so, I’ll have to come up with something more relevant. 

In a weird mood today. I have a ‘friend’ stringing me along with the hopes of an investment into my production company, however, I’ve tripped him up and got him to practically admit he was never serious about it. I’ve written about this guy before, therefore it’s your mission to find out where I did that, as it’s on another site that I wholly own.

At My 168 Project, I’m attempting to decide what my next post there will be. It should be this post, however, I’m keeping with the need to rant randomly here.  I’ll probably write about the need to raise ten times as much money this time around, as over at The 168 Project they’ve upped their game. Now I have to up mine, and you should up yours ;)

Yes, I know I’ve done that one before, however, you may not have heard it there first.

Because we’re here. Well, I’m here, you’re there. You could write the same thing. The stream of consciousness is flowing up today. Downwind of upstream. Just like the salmon.

I guess these are in fact, morning pages. As opposed to mourning pages. Write a page every morning, and a sonnet in the afternoon. At night a screenplay, then start the process again. I guess those are my rules for writing.

Unless you’re a reader, at which point, the rules change. Unless they don’t. Just discovered something depressing, so I won’t elaborate. It would appear that I can’t search my previous content while posting. Damn you, WordPress!!!

That’s right, three exclamation points. Count them, three. Each means something different, and if you stop at 2, you must proceed to three, just like when you prepare to toss the Holy Hand Grenade.

That’s probably enough bloviation for today, so, until next time, stay sane. So I don’t have to.

72 and sunny in Redondo Beach.

Is it Okay To Yell Movie in a Crowded Firehouse?

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Yes. Or, no. It depends on the scope of your 1st Amendment rights. But that’s not what brings us here today.  It’s because it’s the day before the green tree ceremony that you celebrate in your state/country.

There is a competition which I’ve entered every year since 2008, that has significantly changed the parameters of itself since its inception in 2003.  Those that know I’m talking about The 168 Project, may skip a paragraph or two.

My first year in this competition wherein teams get a week to create an eleven minute short film based on a Bible verse, I was on the team that won Best Picture, plus four other awards. I have very high standards as a result. I’ve been attempting to duplicate this feat ever since.

My site, My 168 Project, has been dedicated to creating at least one 168 Project film a year since its founding in May of 2010.  Tax deductible donations always accepted there, as I can’t post a Paypal button here. Well, I could, but it wouldn’t show up.

So as you know, we survived the end of the Mayan calendar. What you may not know is that everyone that thought we wouldn’t chose not to sign over all their property to me starting two days ago.

So, I sit here, the day before Christmas, contemplating what I want to post, and where. Well, I’ve already chosen here, and you’re reading roughly the thoughts I came up with during my morning walk. In the rain. In LA. Okay, it’s LA County, but you get the idea.

I had a crush on Dale Bozzio in the 80′s. Don’t tell my wife.

The last 5 years of The 168 Project, we would have verse selection in and around the beginning of February, as well as the production week. The festival would take place the end of March. 

That’s all changed this year. A company to be named later has taken upon itself to offer up some sort of wait for it, million dollar prize to the winner of best picture this season. How many people remember The Million Dollar Movie? Anyways, as a result, they moved the dates back to May like in 2005. So instead of disappointing my wife on our Anniversary as I usually have, now, I get to disappoint her on her birthday instead, as the 13th is the evening of verse selection for Southern CA teams, of which I am again, Team 33.

The team you may already be on :)

What this means for the unwashed masses is that instead of roughly 80-100 entries, they’re expecting about a thousand. That’s a 1 with three, count them three zeroes after it. Now, I’d like to believe that I know what I’m doing, and I’ve already spoken elsewhere about the changes that will come about in my life as a result.

The question is, how does this affect you? If you know, leave a comment. 

I was going to say something pithy here like, “I’ve upped my game. Now up yours,” However, I fear I’ve used that at least one previous time, and I don’t like repeating myself. After all, I’m not Little Sir Echo.

I’d like to believe it’s 72 and sunny in Redondo Beach, however, a simple check of weather.com, and the fact that I took a morning walk, belies this.

Adjust your expectations accordingly.