william_miller

Blarg. I missed Vivisect's video going up yesterday.

I changed my profile picture (again). Until I end up with a shot of me that I really do like (and actually is more up-to-date, aka clean-shaven and with my blazer instead of my leather jacket), I'm just going to find random images like this to put up. This one I found on Google Image Search by...
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You ever look at old photographs? They're moments of eternal youth, of an era gone by. But the look of the photos is always much more romantic and elegant than something taken five minutes ago.

Unless it's someone taking a nature shot. Then it's impossible to know.

Of course, that becomes memory specific, does it not?

Maybe it's because most of the pictures that people...
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Saw Madagascar. Meh. Had some great Looney Tunes moments, but tried a little too hard.

It's been well over a month since I e-mailed Ioana... and it's never taken this long for her to respond. I don't know why she hasn't answered in so long. I think I'll send her another one. I'll be sad if she doesn't answer this one, either.

The trailers for...
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I had a flash of thought the other night, just before falling asleep.

It was an image. Three children looking into a casket -- from behind them, all dressed in formal clothing that wouldn't look out-of-date in the 19th century. It was an image that was completely and totally in a movie poster form, too -- tall,thin, not wide. Within a few minutes, I had...
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I've decided I'm going to help MPL on getting a couple more performances, preferably some in an actual venue. What's a good place in Boston to play? Portland we already can cover on our own.

So I saw Episode III Wednesday night. In a DTS theater, which Lucasfilm has had us put up to 7 (to put that in perspective -- we put the system to 5, and it shakes walls). The print was beautiful -- colors popped, clean between blackness and light -- it's a beautiful film, of course. More proof HD cinema is getting so much better than...
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Blah. I'm sick with the worst thing ever: the common cold. I figured out how I got it: I wahed my hair Sunday morning, and left the house with it still wet. Plus, I smoke on the way to work, so of course I found my car window to be open three-fourths of the twenty-minute drive.

Fucking A. And of all the weeks to be...
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You know, a little bit of fame -- being in a band that no one's heard of, a movie no one's seen -- seems to make people much more popular. My Precious Life has made a ridiculous social life for the four members of the band. Suddenly there's girls crawling all over them, and mind you -- all they have out is a demo,...
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Step #416 to Becoming Hunter S. Thompson: bought a cigarette holder. Am promptly learning to clench it between my teeth out the side of my mouth. Will soon begin screaming wildly when the mood hits me. The problem will come down to firearms. And drug use. Yeah, the drug use will be a problem. Since I'm not into drugs. I do have an Oscar, though:...
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