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I know for a fact not a lot of people pay attention to what is happening in the world I live in but, I also know that I don't really give a fuck about the people that don't care because if I did I would be wasting my time writing this.  Thats why I still write, because of the people that browse through what I have to say sometimes and again its not that you have to pay attention to what I have to say in particular its the fact that you are making the effort to read what somebody not just me but, anybody is writing.  Hopefully you will start writing your self and inviting me to your world so I can live vi-curiously through you for a moment.  I want to know about you I want to hear what you have to say.  On that note I want to up date everything real quick starting with movies.  The writing of the feature film Two sides of the moon is going well its still not fully completed but, very close,  A short film called "In A Pinch" which was written and directed by myself and shot by Johnny Kosik with the amazing crew such as Jason Boyette, Leo Jarimillo the infamous T.J. Doctor, Jeff Woods and Tim Mather, Shot on super 16mm about 6 years ago was selected in the top ten finals for a short film comedy festival over the last couple day so Im super excited about that, A Television show that was written and Directed by Frank Sapapunto called "Popular" That Jennifer my wife was lead makeup on and I Shot and Lit (D.P.ed I hate saying D.P.)won the excellence in Filmmaking award in the Honolulu Film Festival and is now competing in the hoboken film fest in jersey is a great honor to be apart of. Full on productions gave me the blessing to invite some of my co-workers and friends to join them on a five day show here in Orlando so Im excited to introduce a few of my connections to see how it works out, hopefully the different armies connect and create a massive army so we can work together and succeed together and last but not least I had the pleasure of working with NEP broadcasting for the SAP convention with some great people for five days thanks to my good friend Anthony Ricci, Thanks again Anthony that was a great time.  Now one last topic,  and one of the most important topics......My family.  My family is about to become complete very soon when my baby girl arrives on this earth to finally meet her mother and father.   If there is anything in this world that is going to inspire and push the envelop of success with in Jennifer and I's dreams its going to be the princess that will soon come to be.  We are very excited to meet you baby Jadelyn and hope its very soon.  Well good night everyone and again thanks for your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you hit the Follow button to the right of this blog you will be able to get up dates strait to your e-mail (I think) and I love comments good or bad so hit me up cool.....peace and god bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012341216507427104-7136365926662917057?l=funkryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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