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I need to brag somewhere Aug. 14th, 2008 @ 09:31 pm
Today I met Academy Award winner, and the greatest cinematographer of all-time, Roger Deakins. He signed my copy of The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford.

Oh yeah I hung out with Joel and Ethan Coen too.

I. Fucking. Rule.
Current Mood: drunkdrunk

Puff Chrissy drinks cereal out of a cup Jun. 15th, 2008 @ 05:08 pm

Marvel at the definitive proof of his inexplicable actions!!!

Current Mood: crushedcrushed

Semi-redundant site announcement Apr. 7th, 2008 @ 01:36 pm
I've been futzing with my RSS feed the past week or so and figured now was as good a time as any to mention that I've setup a Feedburner feed to replace the basic WordPress RSS feed that was originally used on the site. So for any of you using the old RSS feed, which is probably many of you, please switch over to the new feed.


I also added the option of subscribing through email. I have no idea what that means, or to be honest does, but it seems like people like that sort of thing. So there is that.

Also wanted to note that the March DVD Giveaway is over and the winner is Christopher Amis. So congrats to him on his winning the direct-to-DVD remake of April Fool's Day. I'm still tossing around what to giveaway for April. I like the idea of giving away terrible movies, but I do have something that people might actually want. So if anyone of you feel strongly one way or another please email me matt.gamble@wherethelongtailends.com and let me know if you want me to keep giving away crappy movies or if you'd like me on occasion to giveaway movie related swag that is actually cool.

The one in which I possibly lose a perfectly reasonable job Mar. 8th, 2008 @ 09:16 am
So Radtke came through and got me a hook up with UGO.com to write some DVD reviews for them. Problem was the DVD's I was to review were bare bones which meant I had to review the film, which wasn't what they really wanted me to focus on. So how did I resolve this dilemma?

Well in my final review, in which this particular film had absolutely zero special features, I called my editor a sadist and graphically depicted him masturbating to the thought of my struggles in writing the review. While it was almost tasteful, it was really funny.

Not sure how he is going to take it.

Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. :/

Firehose ice sculpture Feb. 27th, 2008 @ 02:57 pm
Last Thursday a fire broke out at a bar downtown that gutted the whole building. Luckily everyone got out fine and the only potential casualty is a yet to be found cat. But what was interesting is the fire happened when it was -20 F outside, and once the flames were put out the torrent of water froze quite quickly turning the entire building into a giant ice sculpture.

Anna and I were lucky enough to spot the building when we drove home from Be Kind, Rewind late Friday night. So Saturday morning we drove over to the site and she took several pictures. Many of them looked something like this.

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» First draft of logo

A few things will change before it's finalized, specifically the 70's diner style font, but this is a good approximation of what the finalized look will be. Any input or comments would be appreciated.

» More site updates!
Had an actual lunch meeting. Wow, I'm so adult now. And productive too.

Meeting resulted in getting two additional people to write for my site, and possibly a third as well. Which is nice because it allows me to expand the original idea a bit. While I will continue to focus on films, the others are going to take the same basic premise I am and apply it to books and video games. They won't post as often as me, but they also have the freedom to write on other areas if they like and have the time for it.

Though I must admit the possible third addition is the one I am most excited for. Primarily because I have the least exposure to it, and because I think it's bit of an ignored niche. I'd tell you more but don't want to ruin the surprise.

"Official" launch probably is still a month or so away, but things are falling into place. I might even have the logo ready by the end of the weekend.
» Update!
So for the past year I have been writing movie reviews over at Cinema Fusion. It's a fun little gig and I've enjoyed it quite a bit, plus it gives me an excuse to feed my film addiction. After a while I started ruminating on an idea to review older films, as the vast majority of my time was spent watching new releases. But the one thing I didn't want to do was simply go back and watch "classics" like Jaws, Citizen Kane, or Can't Buy Me Love. I wanted to review movies that most people simply walk on by without ever watching, either because they are too old, obscure, or potentially awful. So I came up with the idea of writing a weekly column on these movies called Where the Long Tail Ends.

Now the thing is, I have enjoyed writing this column so much I decided to setup my own web page for it. The page is still very much in Beta, but it is coming along quite nicely. I also have some ideas on how to expand on the concept a bit and I am currently talking with a few other people to work as contributers to the site. So please stop on by the site, tell me what you think, leave comments, or if you really want to be helpful, tell me what I can do better. I assure you I would greatly appreciate any feedback that you give me. Thanks.

Where the Long Tail Ends

PS - I love you all my beautiful bitches.

» And just like that 60 weeks have gone by
Did you miss me? Probably not, I mean ... I certainly didn't miss me. But that's probably because I'm always hanging around.

Have a semi-announcement to make at a yet undecided later date. It's something fun I have been smacking around my brain pan for sometime. Oddly enough it relates to what I have been doing with all my free time lately.

And uhh ... I got nothing else.
» I seem to have inadvertantly written a children's story
I have a favorite broom. His name is Wilson. He was named for his uncanny resemblence to a slightly more famous Wilson. Wilson lives at the movie theatre, although he isn't very fond of movies. It's not that he doesn't like them, it's merely that he never sees anything but the ending, which really limits a broom's ability to enjoy them.

Wilson is two years old. Which for brooms is almost as young as it is for humans. But Wilson has had a hard life., despite it's newness. He's been thru drink spills, dodged teenage footwear, and kindly donated his hair to be used as lining for the beds of a rather large and growing family of mice.

Unlike people, brooms can't just simply grow more hair. No, brooms must make do with what little hair they are born with. Since they can't grow more they can't get a haircut or spend their lives donating hair to the needy mice of the world. But they can go bald, and as of yet their is no Hairclub for Brooms. Some brooms, who really love their jobs, even try to hide the fact they are losing their hair by combing their hair over to cover their head. Needless to say, they look just as silly as when people do it.

Brooms are born into their jobs. Not unlike how a Blacksmith's son would eventually become a Blacksmith, or the daughter of a wicked stepmother would eventually become a princess. Brooms know this fact and accept it. Some even love it. And yes, some even wish to be a Blacksmith. But suprisingly few have ever wanted to be a princess. I'm not sure why this is true. Do you ?

As Wilson has regretably come to realize, it's tough to find work when you are a broom with no hair. He sits in the corner, waiting for his chance, knowing in every fiber of his being that he was built to clean.

You might be suprised to learn that despite losing his hair and knowing that he will eventually lose his job, Wilson was a happy broom. You might be even more suprised, as people are prone to be when faced with opinions that are different from their's and they deem "silly", that Wilson is even happy to be a broom.

With respect, admiration, and even a hint of trepedation I carry Wilson to his chosen task. He works feverishly and suprisingly efficiently, moving with all the grace a hairless broom can muster. His work day will end soon. You may not know this but brooms need to sleep after a long day just like you do.

Now I know what you are thinking, "Is there anything Broom's don't like?" And the answer is "Of course." Brooms aren't entirely fond of cats, nor cats of brooms. Brooms just don't understand how cats can sleep all day long yet still somehow manage to get hair everywhere they just swept. They think they are lazy. This is why you always see so many brooms living with scary old women who like to shoosh cats away from their stoop. This has led many cats to believe it is best to just avoid brooms entirely. Brooms think this is the smartest thing cats have ever done.

Brooms also aren't very fond of fireplaces. The fire for one is particularly worrisome for them. Brooms, like you, don't look too favorably on being set on fire. And while we're on the subject, brooms wouldn't mind avoiding chimneys altogether. It's simply much to dark inside a chimney for them to be sure that they have cleaned everything, and sure enough not much later they have to do the same job over again. You might also have noticed how funny chimney brooms look. This is because they are over stressed at trying to sweep in the dark. Your hair would probably look like that too if you had to try and sweep up dirt in the dark all day long. It's not unlike if you tried to clean your room while blindfolded. Brooms know as well as you do that cleaning your room isn't a very fun task to begin with, but doing it blindfolded is just cruel. Luckily for brooms, they aren't emplyed as much as they used too be to clean fireplaces or chimneys. It's now more of a job for vacuums, and brooms are just fine with that.

But Wilson isn't a chimney broom, nor does he know any cats. So he is a happy broom, despite losing his hair. But every night I worry that he will finally be put outside on the curb. Every night might be his last night at work. We both are a little sad at this predicament, but I know, as does Wilson, that he has earned this break from work. So when the day comes we may be sad, but we both hope to be happy as well. On that day I'll sit on the curb with Wilson and wait for the truck to come. Wilson, like all brooms, is lucky in that they can't cry when sad. But I'm not a broom.

But don't worry, that day isn't here yet. Wilson and I still have a lobby to clean.


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