November 2, 2011 § 1 Comment
Growing up, I was never really into Pearl Jam. By the time they were really big and I started forming a taste in music (that didn’t revolve around Casey Kasem’s Top 40), I turned to Britpop instead of Grunge or Alternative. So when Patrick told me we were going to see a one day only screening of the new Pearl Jam documentary with a few friends on Day One Hundred Ninety-Six, I didn’t really know what to expect.
I didn’t expect a massive line wrapped around the courtyard in front of the theater. I had sudden flashbacks to a past job in movie promotions. I was usually the one dealing with the “movie pigs” who would see anything for free and were increasingly belligerent as my time in the position expanded. But these weren’t them at all. Everyone here had paid, and were genuinely interested in seeing a documentary on a huge nineties band, a film which a couple weeks later would be playing for free on PBS.
We all met up for a drink and snack at Apres Diem and headed into the theater. The film was playing in two theaters and I walked from one to the other, looking for five seats in a group. I found them and became the designated seat-saver. But of course, this wasn’t a pre-release free screening, and everyone was nice. The theater wasn’t even completely full.
The movie itself was pretty awesome. Patrick may have even cried a little. I, who has never really listened to Pearl Jam, got a little watery-eyed at some point. It was actually a great evening spent with great people watching a great movie.
And now I need to go find a plaid flannel shirt.
July 23, 2011 § Leave a comment
I love the website Post Secret. My friend Stephanie introduced me to the weekly blog, and I check it every Sunday. People from all over the world create art on a postcard disclosing some secret or thought or exclamation and Frank Warren, the creator and moderator of the blog, chooses several to post each week. I even have a couple of the books, which are alternately inspirational, depressing, and amusing to flip through.
On Day One Hundred Thirteen, I made my own post-cards for the first time, and sent them in to 13345 Copper Ridge Rd Germantown, Maryland 20874. Dropping the post-card into a mailbox is actually very therapeutic in itself, like a weight is being lifted off your chest. I guess that depends on the secret you are telling in some part. I can’t even begin to imagine how it would feel to check the site or flip through a book and find the words you had written confronting you. Hopefully I’ll find out.
Of course, the whole point of the website in that the secrets are anonymous, so I’m not going to post any pictures of mine. But here’s a recent funny one.
May 27, 2011 § 1 Comment
On Day Fifty-Five I worked a freelance production assistant gig for a Georgia Lottery shoot. The first day was a pre-production day, and I spent most of it putting together binders for the meeting between the agency, producers, and director. While working freelance wasn’t a new activity, putting the pre-production books together and visiting advertising firm BBDO in Buckhead was certainly a new experience.
Like on many commercials, many elements changed before the first day of shooting. Namely, the scripts and elements I carefully trimmed and added to the binders. I spent most of the morning adding and removing script pages to the aforementioned binders I was putting together. Keeping fifteen books with fifty pages each in order was a tedious task, but not altogether difficult. I quickly developed a system to move things along nicely, and by the time it was the hour to head to the big advertising firm’s offices, we were set.
The offices were how you would envision a modern day Mad Men scene to look. Open space, creatives running around, but instead of sixties swag the two floors were decorated with urban graffiti art and big white walls. It definitely seemed like a cool place to work. We set up the snacks and cheese platter in the conference room, arranged the puppets that would be used in the commercial in chairs, and waited outside while the important people discussed important things.
I even had an enthralling conversation with a muppet.
The most exciting part of the day though, was taking the director back to his hotel. There was some small talk and I brought up this blog, the attempt to do something new every day for a year. Amazingly, he had a friend who had also attempted (and completed) the same task a couple of years ago. I was excited that the idea wasn’t super original (I feel a kind of guilt from borrowing the idea from Stephanie) and slightly intimidated (said friend is now a writer on The Colbert Report and therefore infinitely more creative than I).
And Opus’s blog is funny. And not too wordy. And he did boring things too sometimes. But I don’t think I’ll get a tattoo.