Video Games, Dart Guns, and Energy Drinks.
So what do you guys thing? This site shows me the views so I know some one has read part of my story. Is it any good? Should I add anything? Do you like the title? Should I get rid of boring details? How is the grammar? Am I writing the conversations right?
Let me know and I Will fix it.
Also check in every once and a while. Ill link a new chapter(or part) on Facebook every time I write one. My goal is to at least do two a week to practice or get better, or faster or get to an actual point.
Thanks everyone.
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Part 2 The Tour.
Video Games, Dart Guns, and Energy Drinks.
So Eric and I left the burger shack. I followed him to where he lived. I was confused at first. It wasn't an apartment, a house, or a condo. It was a Mini Mart.
I asked him "You live here?"
"Yeah. This place is awesome. The land lord is a major I.T. guy. This building use to be an office, he bought it and converted the front to a mini mart, but he left the last 4th of the offices intact. There are six empty offices that got turned into bed rooms."
I couldn't believe this. "You're fucking with me right?"
"Now why would I do that?" He said this as he walked to the front door.
We entered the front to be greeted by a guy behind the counter. I can't remember his name because the staff was always changing. We walked to the back freezer and Eric opened the door. He explained to me that this was an open area that any one could access. Then the coolest thing happened.
Eric said "Check this out."
He placed his thumb on a small black panel that was placed next to another door in the freezer. A feww second later the panel lit up green and the door opened.
"Each person that live here has there thumb print on record, you can have 2 guests added to your access list and they can be denied access if you chose to change your list online. You know encase you're girlfriend is being a bitch or you don't want you friends to bother you. Probably the coolest thing is that if a friend calls you and needs to come in but isn't on the list and you are out you can call or text a number and the look opens for 20 seconds. Nifty right?"
I was speechless. something didn't seem right though. "Why are you showing me this if I don't even live here yet?"
Eric replied in that sly voice again. "My dad is the landlord, as long as you can pay the rent as far as I'm concerned you do live here. You can afford $700 a month right? That also includes gas, electricity, cable, internet, water, and a $30 shopping budget from the front store. If you work hours in the store you get paid $10 and hour in grocery money. Sound affordable?"
I could barely speak the words "Hell Yes."
Then I checked out my "room". After that I introduced myself to my new "room mates" and then the craziness began.
So Eric and I left the burger shack. I followed him to where he lived. I was confused at first. It wasn't an apartment, a house, or a condo. It was a Mini Mart.
I asked him "You live here?"
"Yeah. This place is awesome. The land lord is a major I.T. guy. This building use to be an office, he bought it and converted the front to a mini mart, but he left the last 4th of the offices intact. There are six empty offices that got turned into bed rooms."
I couldn't believe this. "You're fucking with me right?"
"Now why would I do that?" He said this as he walked to the front door.
We entered the front to be greeted by a guy behind the counter. I can't remember his name because the staff was always changing. We walked to the back freezer and Eric opened the door. He explained to me that this was an open area that any one could access. Then the coolest thing happened.
Eric said "Check this out."
He placed his thumb on a small black panel that was placed next to another door in the freezer. A feww second later the panel lit up green and the door opened.
"Each person that live here has there thumb print on record, you can have 2 guests added to your access list and they can be denied access if you chose to change your list online. You know encase you're girlfriend is being a bitch or you don't want you friends to bother you. Probably the coolest thing is that if a friend calls you and needs to come in but isn't on the list and you are out you can call or text a number and the look opens for 20 seconds. Nifty right?"
I was speechless. something didn't seem right though. "Why are you showing me this if I don't even live here yet?"
Eric replied in that sly voice again. "My dad is the landlord, as long as you can pay the rent as far as I'm concerned you do live here. You can afford $700 a month right? That also includes gas, electricity, cable, internet, water, and a $30 shopping budget from the front store. If you work hours in the store you get paid $10 and hour in grocery money. Sound affordable?"
I could barely speak the words "Hell Yes."
Then I checked out my "room". After that I introduced myself to my new "room mates" and then the craziness began.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Part 1 Finding a Place to Live
Video Games, Dart Guns, and Energy Drinks.
This
all started about four years ago. And now it’s coming to an end. We each got
here somehow and now my time is coming to an end. My room is all packed and
last month’s rent is paid. As I sit in my empty room I can help thinking about
all the fun we had: The late night gaming marathons; the massive amounts of alcohol,
red bull and mountain dew; the Nerf wars in the electronics store. Man those where
the good old days.
I had just completed my first year of college. I now had to find a place to live. Thankfully rent it covered by my student loans because I did rather well in school so they gave me some small scholarships. Apartment hunting was a horrible waste of time. It was my first summer of college and I just wanted to go home and visit family. I looked on craigslist. What a disaster that turned out to be. The first place I checked out was inhabited by a crazy cat lady and her son. I’ll spare you the details about that shithole. The next place I looked at was nice but the rules were way too strict. The roommate I would have was a preppy jock on the lacrosse team. No parties, no noise after 10 on the week days, nobody can crash on the couch and everything in the fridge was label by its owner. What a fucking nightmare that would have been. My third apartment that I visit was falling apart, the fourth apartment had a dog that shit everywhere because of its old age. The fifth apartment I visited was amazing. It was fully furnished, had a walk in closet and a connected bathroom. It was owned by and older gay couple. Now I don’t have any problems with that life style, at all, but the neighbor across the hall warned me on my way out.
“Excuse me.” He said.
So I responded. “Me?”
“Yes you. Are you thinking about moving in there?”
I don’t normally talk to strangers in hallways but I was in a good mood that day so I decided to hear him out.
“Well yes I was...”
Before I could even finish my statement he said “DON’T DO IT!”
“Why?”
So he told me this story “I’ve lived here for almost a year and a half, and those two guys have the loudest, weirdest sex parties I’ve ever seen. Shit I’ve never even seen on the internet. Seriously last week a midget left that apartment riding a goat while wearing a space suit”
Needless to say I didn’t live there. If I had this story might be a lot different. So 3 weeks of looking and I had nothing. At this point it was a tossup between the meat head and the gay couple. I was walking back to my dorm and decided to grab a bite to eat. While I was waiting for my food to be ready I ran into a guy I kind of knew. He wasn’t big on showing up his freshman year so he failed some intro classes; he tested out of some but was forced to retake the English class we shared. Honestly I didn’t even see him until he sat down in front of me and started talking. I had no idea what he said because I was listing to my music and flipping through a newspaper looking for more places to check out. So I took my head phones out, folded my paper and had a conversation with him.
“Hey your Mike right, from my English class?” He asked
“Uh yeah. Sorry I don’t remember your name”
“It’s cool. I’m Eric”
After he introduced him self we sat and had a lengthy conversation about class, work, tv shows, video games, and movies. Basically anything and everything two college students could talk about but we never really discussed why he sat down in the first place or what exactly he wanted.
“So what made you come over and talk to me?” I asked.
“Well, I saw you flipping through the paper and I realized you’re looking at the housing section. I’m living somewhere right now and we just had a guy move out. I’m good friends with the owner and he wanted me to find some people to apply.”
This made me excited.
“I haven’t found anybody yet and well I remember you from class, you sound smart but not too nerdy and you don’t come off as a jerk so maybe you should stop by and check out the place.
“Okay” I said.
In a very sly tone he replied “What are you doing right now?”
Next thing I know it’s 3:00 am, I’m running around a closed convenience store shooting Nerf guns at eleven other people, 3 man team style, while listening to They Might be Giants on the overhead speaker. This is how I came to live with Eric and the rest of the guys.
I had just completed my first year of college. I now had to find a place to live. Thankfully rent it covered by my student loans because I did rather well in school so they gave me some small scholarships. Apartment hunting was a horrible waste of time. It was my first summer of college and I just wanted to go home and visit family. I looked on craigslist. What a disaster that turned out to be. The first place I checked out was inhabited by a crazy cat lady and her son. I’ll spare you the details about that shithole. The next place I looked at was nice but the rules were way too strict. The roommate I would have was a preppy jock on the lacrosse team. No parties, no noise after 10 on the week days, nobody can crash on the couch and everything in the fridge was label by its owner. What a fucking nightmare that would have been. My third apartment that I visit was falling apart, the fourth apartment had a dog that shit everywhere because of its old age. The fifth apartment I visited was amazing. It was fully furnished, had a walk in closet and a connected bathroom. It was owned by and older gay couple. Now I don’t have any problems with that life style, at all, but the neighbor across the hall warned me on my way out.
“Excuse me.” He said.
So I responded. “Me?”
“Yes you. Are you thinking about moving in there?”
I don’t normally talk to strangers in hallways but I was in a good mood that day so I decided to hear him out.
“Well yes I was...”
Before I could even finish my statement he said “DON’T DO IT!”
“Why?”
So he told me this story “I’ve lived here for almost a year and a half, and those two guys have the loudest, weirdest sex parties I’ve ever seen. Shit I’ve never even seen on the internet. Seriously last week a midget left that apartment riding a goat while wearing a space suit”
Needless to say I didn’t live there. If I had this story might be a lot different. So 3 weeks of looking and I had nothing. At this point it was a tossup between the meat head and the gay couple. I was walking back to my dorm and decided to grab a bite to eat. While I was waiting for my food to be ready I ran into a guy I kind of knew. He wasn’t big on showing up his freshman year so he failed some intro classes; he tested out of some but was forced to retake the English class we shared. Honestly I didn’t even see him until he sat down in front of me and started talking. I had no idea what he said because I was listing to my music and flipping through a newspaper looking for more places to check out. So I took my head phones out, folded my paper and had a conversation with him.
“Hey your Mike right, from my English class?” He asked
“Uh yeah. Sorry I don’t remember your name”
“It’s cool. I’m Eric”
After he introduced him self we sat and had a lengthy conversation about class, work, tv shows, video games, and movies. Basically anything and everything two college students could talk about but we never really discussed why he sat down in the first place or what exactly he wanted.
“So what made you come over and talk to me?” I asked.
“Well, I saw you flipping through the paper and I realized you’re looking at the housing section. I’m living somewhere right now and we just had a guy move out. I’m good friends with the owner and he wanted me to find some people to apply.”
This made me excited.
“I haven’t found anybody yet and well I remember you from class, you sound smart but not too nerdy and you don’t come off as a jerk so maybe you should stop by and check out the place.
“Okay” I said.
In a very sly tone he replied “What are you doing right now?”
Next thing I know it’s 3:00 am, I’m running around a closed convenience store shooting Nerf guns at eleven other people, 3 man team style, while listening to They Might be Giants on the overhead speaker. This is how I came to live with Eric and the rest of the guys.
Sunday, May 13, 2012
My Awesome Ideas of Awesomness!
I feel if I don't write these down I'm going to forget them. Also I realized I'm creative but not that artistic, I can paint and customize stuff but i wouldn't say its the best. Or even that great some times, I still have a few half done projects laying around my room.
So these are the ideas read what you want or all of it that would be cool too. Feed back if you want.
Night of the Socking Dead
Years ago I was working on a zombie movie for the Alamo Draft House "Dismember the Alamo Film Festival". The goal was to make a 10 minute zombie movie. My idea?
FUCKING SOCK PUPPETS!
A group of white socks (and one black sock that dies first) have to survive a horde of zombie (grey) socks.
Every few months somebody i told this to ask me about it and if it will ever happen. Sadly Alamo no longer does this film festival so i really have no motivation.
A Better 1984
The second idea was a guy that gets taken prisoner for speaking out about the government in the future, but unlike the old dude in 1984 he grows a pair and leads a revolt on the prison he is in and eventually becomes the leader of the resistance or some crap like that.
The idea started as a book but it might be better as a short story.
Maybe ill do some chapters between introspective downer moments, rehashed old poems and my silly comic idea.
Slight auto biography movie thingy?
I came up with this idea for a story about 2 rooms mates, I wanted a friend of mine (at the time) to write half of it from his experience in retail, and i would write the other half.
I haven't spoken to him in years, maybe hes dead????
That's not the point.
The story evolved into 3 rooms mates, all different parts of my actual personality. One was trying to recover from his break up that ended forever ago, one had love but couldn't commit to his long time girlfriend, and one was a carefree who was okay with where his life was.
They each have different experience in this one day and they end up burning down a bowling alley that night.
One of the cooler ideas for the movie was have to screen divided into 3 different panels and show them going through there normal habits of the day.
This idea was raped by a person who though they had film knowledge just because they had a degree. As of late i have been convinced to work on it again because it sounds funny.
You be the judge.
Action Figures.
I figure if you are reading this you know me in person, unless you landed her by accident. If you did and you like what you red let me know.
I love action figures. You probably already knew this.
About 3 years ago i came across a photo online where somebody made a custom Samus Aran figure (from the Metroid games), side note because of that sentence i just added the words Samus, Aran, and metroid to my dictionary. Any way. I saw this figure and said "I can do that" so i found the base figure they used to make it, and I started working on it. I threw that figure away about 2 months ago. Some guy online made a Samus resin kit (a model kit that is made custom by a person and you have to touch up and sand and drill and paint, if you want it to look nice) well with my dremel, some free time, sand paper and paint i put this figure together. This June an actual action figure comes out so i had no need for the crappy custom o was working on. Around the time of working on the crap figure a co worker introduced me to a series of custom figures made by a friend of his. This led me to want to make my own.
I tried it and failed, it takes a lot of time and money to get things going and I had neither. I shelved the idea a few times and told people my ideas. About a year ago I met a cool dude who's good at art 3d art. If he can make on a computer I can get it sent of to a company and printed up in plastic. We start work on it tomorrow. So look for a follow up.
Andrew, Arthur and Eric
About a week ago I had a dream about talking cats, not all cats but just 2 cats and a guy who could talk to them. I though it would be a cute comic idea. I had to come up with an idea of why this guy could talk to cats. I landed on this. Eric has to check on his girlfriends cats while she is out of town, he gets to her apartment and lets himself in (he has a key because they have been together for some time). The cats meow at him and he ignores them. He walks into the kitchen slips on some water and hits his head. We is woken up by voices asking if he is ok. Its the 2 cats. They have a conversation about how he can understand them and that he couldn't before. The premise of this story is that the cats know he can here them so they decide to fuck with him and get on his nerves. You never really find out how this is possible that he communicates with the cats but at some point you find out its only these 2 cats. Hopefully the guy that is helping me with figures will do the art for it, i haven't asked him yet but i just came up with this idea so i have to pitch it to him.
So these are the ideas read what you want or all of it that would be cool too. Feed back if you want.
Night of the Socking Dead
Years ago I was working on a zombie movie for the Alamo Draft House "Dismember the Alamo Film Festival". The goal was to make a 10 minute zombie movie. My idea?
FUCKING SOCK PUPPETS!
A group of white socks (and one black sock that dies first) have to survive a horde of zombie (grey) socks.
Every few months somebody i told this to ask me about it and if it will ever happen. Sadly Alamo no longer does this film festival so i really have no motivation.
A Better 1984
The second idea was a guy that gets taken prisoner for speaking out about the government in the future, but unlike the old dude in 1984 he grows a pair and leads a revolt on the prison he is in and eventually becomes the leader of the resistance or some crap like that.
The idea started as a book but it might be better as a short story.
Maybe ill do some chapters between introspective downer moments, rehashed old poems and my silly comic idea.
Slight auto biography movie thingy?
I came up with this idea for a story about 2 rooms mates, I wanted a friend of mine (at the time) to write half of it from his experience in retail, and i would write the other half.
I haven't spoken to him in years, maybe hes dead????
That's not the point.
The story evolved into 3 rooms mates, all different parts of my actual personality. One was trying to recover from his break up that ended forever ago, one had love but couldn't commit to his long time girlfriend, and one was a carefree who was okay with where his life was.
They each have different experience in this one day and they end up burning down a bowling alley that night.
One of the cooler ideas for the movie was have to screen divided into 3 different panels and show them going through there normal habits of the day.
This idea was raped by a person who though they had film knowledge just because they had a degree. As of late i have been convinced to work on it again because it sounds funny.
You be the judge.
Action Figures.
I figure if you are reading this you know me in person, unless you landed her by accident. If you did and you like what you red let me know.
I love action figures. You probably already knew this.
About 3 years ago i came across a photo online where somebody made a custom Samus Aran figure (from the Metroid games), side note because of that sentence i just added the words Samus, Aran, and metroid to my dictionary. Any way. I saw this figure and said "I can do that" so i found the base figure they used to make it, and I started working on it. I threw that figure away about 2 months ago. Some guy online made a Samus resin kit (a model kit that is made custom by a person and you have to touch up and sand and drill and paint, if you want it to look nice) well with my dremel, some free time, sand paper and paint i put this figure together. This June an actual action figure comes out so i had no need for the crappy custom o was working on. Around the time of working on the crap figure a co worker introduced me to a series of custom figures made by a friend of his. This led me to want to make my own.
I tried it and failed, it takes a lot of time and money to get things going and I had neither. I shelved the idea a few times and told people my ideas. About a year ago I met a cool dude who's good at art 3d art. If he can make on a computer I can get it sent of to a company and printed up in plastic. We start work on it tomorrow. So look for a follow up.
Andrew, Arthur and Eric
About a week ago I had a dream about talking cats, not all cats but just 2 cats and a guy who could talk to them. I though it would be a cute comic idea. I had to come up with an idea of why this guy could talk to cats. I landed on this. Eric has to check on his girlfriends cats while she is out of town, he gets to her apartment and lets himself in (he has a key because they have been together for some time). The cats meow at him and he ignores them. He walks into the kitchen slips on some water and hits his head. We is woken up by voices asking if he is ok. Its the 2 cats. They have a conversation about how he can understand them and that he couldn't before. The premise of this story is that the cats know he can here them so they decide to fuck with him and get on his nerves. You never really find out how this is possible that he communicates with the cats but at some point you find out its only these 2 cats. Hopefully the guy that is helping me with figures will do the art for it, i haven't asked him yet but i just came up with this idea so i have to pitch it to him.
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