Big Phone
they're building the new conservatory of music down the street and the drill sounds like a big phone. brrrriiiiiiinnnnggggg bbbbrrrrriiiinnnnnnggggg.
do not answer it.
you cannot trust someone who calls on such a big phone, right?
i'm pretty happy. last night i finally got to see first time caller which my old/good friends sean and ted wrote and then actually made.
yep. they made it. ted's brother paul directed it and that's weird because i met paul when we were sixteen and now he's making movies. (back then, he wanted to fight me because i said The Wrath of Khan wasn't a good movie.) my friend michael was the production designer. he made the big giant (surprise) prop and the hose-master 5000 or whatever it was called; a super powered nozzle with laser sight and arm rest. good for blasting rubber duckies!
i'm pretty happy because these guys, see, they made a movie and i saw it and going to see the test screening i'm thinking, "oh please, oh please, oh please let it not totally and completely suck big fat hairy roach eggs." please don't let it end and make me have to face ted (also the producer) and say something fantastically lame like, "wow. you could really see all the work you guys put into that." or "you made some really bold choices" which are both film-geek for "boy am i glad i did not invest."
the truth is, i'm really proud of them. it wasn't lawrence of arabia or anything, but i never even considered looking at my watch, i laughed more than a dozen times, and yes, it made me feel good. i knew some of the actors vaguely and was impressed with their performances. they got some recognizable faces to be in it -- patrick warburton (the tick, seinfeld), chris elliot, some daily show folks -- and...
(hold please. work freak out. oh! the drama!)
...well, it was just satisying. i actually started thinking about getting back into filmmaking. why should i sit behind a desk when my friends are capable of making movies that i'd tell people to see? (note: i just told you to see first time caller when it comes out, which it hopefully will)
i'm also happy because madhavi had her dive trip cancelled today which meant we got to spend last night together, and tonight (wanna come over to play games and drink wine tonight? let me know), and tomorrow, too! she's been in an excellent mood and that makes me happy.
i've been singing the madhavi song, which is very complicated. it goes:
la la lah. zack loves madhavi. la la lah.
despite the fact that my boss is uber-grouchy today, i am not. i am being oh-so good about noticing the stress creeping in and kicking it squarely in the teeth. take that!
gosh. this is a long entry!
which is also good. i've been thinking about writing more. on wednesday, when i was talking to madhavi after watching Dead Man, she suggested i write fiction. specifically erotica. i don't think of myself as a fiction writer, and really, the only fiction i've written at all since '94 is erotica. but i don't really think of erotica as fiction. i think of it as plans.
i *might* write some erotica and post it here. i have to think about how i feel about that. at the moment, i think that writing it knowing i'm going to post it will both make me all squirmy with lip-biting anticipation and timid with "what if my sister is reading this?" anticipation. perhaps i'll password protect it. not that i have any idea how to do that...
also; while i'm thinking about happy-reasons i will gloat about this: that picture you see in the swoon post? that's tulum, mexico. i'm going there in july for a week or so of beach flopping, hammock rocking, rum drinking, cenote diving, and erotica plan enacting.
in the spirit of the blob(g)lob (which ajax says is almost a dirty word), i ask you:
what's making you happy? and do you want to come over to try some of the port-chocolate sauce TC gave me?
there are no hoses in the future.
If your sister reads your erotica it is just like having sexx with her.
Trust me.
Dum-de-dum-dum-dum. What makes me happy? Donuts.
To be precise, Happy Donuts.
Also: e-friends.
You know what's weird about e-friends? You finally meet them, like, a year or two later, and they turn out to be normal!
things that are making me happy right now, since you asked:
1. i'm in love which is beautiful and scary and inspiring and somuchfun!!! and hard and sad and hot and warm and honest and cozy and yes and everything...
2. i too have kick-ass travel plans for the summer -- i'm taking My First Trip to Israel (doesn't that sound like a Fisher-Price product?) -- and mine also may well involve erotica plan enacting (!) -- see item #1 mmmyes
3. i am taking swimming lessons because i never learned to swim as a child and i am in the starfish group but my teacher said next week i can take the swim test and then if i pass i'll be a guppy :)
there's lots more happy things in my life but three seems like a good number to list. too many more and it's like you're bragging.
p.s. confidential to xz--having had experience with password protection, i'll tell you it's not that tricky. i'll help you if you want...but only if you let _me_ set the password! i'll show you my erotica if you show me yours...
p.s. your sister reading your erotica is in no way like you having sex with her, in my opinion. unless it's actually about her and you mention her by name. that, while fine if it's what you like, is definitely out of the ordinary.