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2011-08-03T00:54:00.000-04:00

No, not My Chemical Romance. Music is a funny thing. I want to write a nice long post that will make you think, or laugh, or something. But all I can think of are these lyrics that make me cry.

Yay, my new nerd-blog is live!

2011-04-01T02:33:00.000-04:00

http://illkeepyoumynerdylittlesecret.blogspot.com/

Check it out. I'm going to update it far more often than I do this one, I promise.

Musings at the Dentist

2011-03-31T15:42:00.001-04:00

The level of comfort in this office is amazing. The waiting room has big, plush couches. The chairs on which you have your teeth drilled into are more comfortable than your average first class seat on any major airline. Even the smell that most dentist offices have is muted. They are playing 311 on the sound system that probably cost more than my car. Why all these luxuries? Oh, right, because I'm not paying for them. :)

2011-03-31T11:28:00.001-04:00

I write like
Douglas Adams

I Write Like by Mémoires, journal software. Analyze your writing!

Or something like that. I don't see any similarities.

2011-03-31T10:59:00.000-04:00

“Yes. I’m uneducated in the writing of original material.

I am not saying it’s easy to write a screenplay. I’m saying that if it isn’t easy for you, then you probably aren’t cut out for it. Screenwriting majors often complain about how hard it is to write an original screen play in a semester. Try writing two or three in a month. That is what professional screenwriters do.

‘Oh, but their movies are terrible and have no substance.’ And yet their movies end up making millions of dollars in a matter of weeks.

‘Well, they have professional actors to make people come watch their movies.’ Yes, they do. And those actors sign on to do those movies because they like the story/idea/money.

‘Look, you just don’t understand.’ No, I do understand. Everyone needs a reason to say their major is hard, otherwise no one would get a job, because no one would seem extraordinary.

Computer Science majors write tens of thousands of lines of code for every project they do, which is more technical AND more dense than a screenplay. And it is all original material. However, they don’t go around and complain about how difficult it is to write a code, because they enjoy doing it. If you are taking so little enjoyment out of writing a screenplay that you’re spending time writing three times the amount of text in a complaint about how much screenwriting sucks, why are you doing it in the first place?

tl;dr: Yes, screenwriting is hard. No, it is not for everyone. Most people enjoy being creative. If you’re not enjoying it, then it isn’t for you.”

This was my reply to being called uneducated. Does it speak to my character that instead of ignoring it and saying, “Yeah, whatever. What does his opinion matter, anyway?” I write what could be an editorial in the New York Times in response? Yes. Do I really care? No.

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Now let’s look at the actually matter at hand. Screenwriting majors (Most of the time) complain about how much they have to write. They whine and moan and bitch and cry and throw tantrums and -insert more synonyms here-, when they could just write a screenplay about how much screenwriters hate writing screenplays. What sense does that make?

Now yes. They have to be very specific about how they write. They have to use concise terms, and they have to format it perfectly. They have to keep to these rigorous standards all while creating a coherent story that makes the reader/watcher relate to it. And sure, that could get difficult. Unless, that is, there was a way OTHER than figurative language to use as fluff. Like more dialogue. Or more description. Or the introduction of a new event that pertains to the story, but isn’t exactly necessary. You see ALL of these in big budget films. I think screenwriting students are done a disservice by their teachers. Their teachers say, “Look, you have to do all this, and it has to be perfect, but you can’t have extras. It has to have no fat,” when in reality, it has to have a substantial amount of fat in order to accomplish its purpose.

All a story really is is a complex web of details, which are all suspended in an even more complex web of alternate-reality. Adding more details just adds to the web of the story, the highlighted strands of the web. Here is a picture for those of you who are more visually inclined (and also because I want to try out smooth draw):

This is the screenplay which may or may not be too short to make a feature length film. In order to add more length (and depth, if you want to think about it as a three-dimensional object), you do not add more stupid facts. You add more related facts, and maybe some extraneous facts that are not crucial to the story, but do supplement the story as a whole, like so:

Notice how all the added content is somewhat related to the story insofar. Now, you have to be very careful. If you add unrelated content, like in the picture below, you are going to destroy the continuity of your story.

In the end, yes, screenwriting is hard. It involves knowing a lot about the world you’re creating, a lot about the world people who watch it live in, and a lot about how those two worlds interact and relate. It involves memorization of certain formats and procedures. This can be daunting if one is not good at it, or doesn’t enjoy doing it. However, once you understand these procedures, formats, and worlds, adding more pages is as simple as adding more variables to an already complex formula. Could I do it? No. That’s why I’m not a Screenwriting major.

P.S. I am new to this kind of mixed-media approach to blogging, what with pictures and so on. I’ll work on a it a bit after I post it.

In other news...

2010-12-06T05:17:00.000-05:00

Droids are amazing. I got mine a few weeks ago (A Motorolla Droid 2), and I can't believe how much it has changed my life. Admittedly, I'd never had anything more than unlimited texting in the past, and mobile web might have changed my life a long time ago, but that never happened. You see, I have this problem: I hate to be disconnected. For those of you that know me, you are aware that I always have some form of electronic communication on my person at all possible times. I am constantly checking my phone, iPod, computer, et cetera for any number of reasons.

Not only does my Droid act as a vessel of communication, it also helps keep me occupied when my friends aren't calling. I can play games, mess around with Google Maps, IM other lonely people, update my Facebook page, and even search local venues for the most happening scene in town (Wertago is godly, especially if you're new to an area).

So obviously my vote in the Android vs iPhone war is Android. On any network, I feel like as long as you have unlimited data, you'll enjoy it a heck of a lot more than the iPhone. Not that there's anything wrong with the iPhone.

Has it really been two months?

2010-12-06T04:52:00.001-05:00

I haven't done much blogging at all recently. I haven't even been logging on to Tumblr. Heck, my Facebook statuses are few and far between! Why is this? Well, World of Warcraft is like crack. Seriously. I cannot stay away from this game. I swear I have quit the game at least a dozen times, and yet I still come back to it, hoping for something to change so that maybe I won't be bored of it.

Oh, that's right, I never get bored of it. I just run out of money. Then I deal with it for a few weeks, fill in my time with blogging, school, and other assorted activities. And then, inevitably, I have the urge to log on and see what's happening. By some miracle, I am able to save up thirty bucks and buy myself a game card, and then I'm all giddy and happy and RAAAAHHHHHH for a few days. Then I settle into my routine. Every Monday night, I peruse the Auction House, looking for good deals, so that I can sell them the next day for some sort of profit. Tuesdays I post my auctions, which I upkeep throughout the week. Wednesdays I level my lowbies a bit. Thursdays I level them more. Fridays I try to find some sort of raid activity to do. I PvP over the weekend on my rogue. Rinse. Repeat.

Boring. I know. I've been told by nearly every single one of my friends that I should stop playing WoW. They tell me that I am addicted and that it is going to ruin my life. So, of course, I make up some excuse, like, "WAAAAAAH, I'm so lonely, I NEED it to keep my sanity. Give me a break!" And this goes on for about two months. During those two months, I usually get into a guild (or guilds, since I have 80s on multiple servers) and become a key member in the main raid group that they have. I make lots of friends, and become "That Guy" who everyone in the guild likes. I do so with my above-average abilities, my winning (online) personality, and helpfulness that would make Mother Teresa look like a jerk.

This is a jerk.

Then my subscription runs out. I don't even bother telling my guilds what is happening. I just disappear. I'm told that they often wonder where I've gone for weeks after I vanish. Then, anywhere from one to four moths later, I log back in. Some people freak out and tell me that they missed me, but for the most part it's as if I'm a fresh transfer from some other server. It's almost refreshing.

Why did I take the time to write all this down? Well, I feel like I'm a special case. Most people who I know that play WoW have been playing non-stop since starting. While this is technically true for myself (I refer to myself as a WoW player even if I don't have a subscription at the time), I feel like I am one of very few people who play the game because they actually enjoy it, and not because it's just another thing to do. I crave to come back to it, not so that I can get better gear, not so that I can be rich (though, I DO enjoy making gold. Lots of it), but purely because I enjoy my time in the game. I love socializing, I love PvPing, and I love raiding. I can be whoever I want, my character can do whatever I want, and I'm always in complete control. This is in stark comparison to the rest of my life, over which I have very minimal control. Maybe that's why I enjoy playing so much.

Smoking

2010-10-22T01:49:00.000-04:00

I'm thinking about taking up smoking. I can't explain why. I feel like it would help me stay calm, and curb my appetite. Smoking increases your metabolism. This helps you lose weight, theoretically.

Plus, I know that I could stop, if I ever wanted or needed to. People tell me it's difficult to quit smoking. I tell them they have the willpower of a gnat. I don't know.

Smoking is horrible for your health. Don't smoke, people.

2010-10-19T02:25:00.000-04:00

So, this is my first ever post to this blog. I should make it special. Today was kind of depressing for me. I ended up finding out that the position I wanted on the newspaper, the position that I suggested exist in the first place, was given to another person. Not only was it given to someone who is not me, it was given to someone entirely unfit for the job.

Of course, maybe I' just saying this out of some bitterness toward the fact that I got pushed aside for some new guy. And yes, that is somewhat true. It's upsetting. I really enjoy video games, and I enjoy analyzing them and reviewing them. I enjoy giving my views on them, and I enjoy telling others what I learn about them. However, the position of "Gaming Columnist" was given to some Joe Schmoe that the Editor-in-Chief hired this semester. This guy is probably the worst candidate for the job. He is lazy, untalented, and has no social skills. During our meeting, he spent 30 out of 45 minutes n his computer. The other 15 was spent plugging his computer in and booting it up. When he was addressed, he didn't even bother to look up, and simply waved off his assignment as if it were an annoying insect.

He said he didn't know what he was going to do for our next issue, the drafts of which are due on Monday. I amicably recommended several ideas for articles, all of which he rejected, saying, "Everyone does that." Well, yes. Everyone does do that. That's because that is what gaming columnists do.

Obviously this left me annoyed for a little while. I vented to my brother, and then to the endless numbers of enemies aboard the battleship in the final chapters of Metal Gear Solid 4. Upon dying for the fourth time, and halfway through listening to Otacon bemoan the death of his only friend, I decided that I wasn't focused enough. I went for a nice long run. It felt nice. I ran and ran and ran. I didn't stop running until I made it to Starbucks. By this time it was entirely dark, so I took refuge in Starbucks and sat there listening to Pandora on my iPod. Finally, I was unwinding. Admittedly, my day was not too stressful, in any real sense of the word. I think I'm in what you might call a funk. But it doesn't matter. My time at Starbucks helped me clear my head.

I don't know if this is actually special, of it is just whiny and annoying. Either way, it fees good to have a blog that isn't constantly being monitored by people I know. If you are reading this, please know that I really, truly appreciate it. I guess, somehow, you and I are kindred spirits. Why else would you have kept reading all that?