7/16/10

Papaw

A man isn't about his vices, or the ill words he's spoken, or even the people he's hurt. Those things are remembered, but they're not the make up of a man. Not of one that gives a damn, at least. A man that gives a damn continues on past these things, and makes up for his shortfalls through time. There's a reason why the oldest generation is wiser than the young. It's not because they were saints, it's because they weren't and found a way to change.










5/24/10

All is Vanity

A selfish writer only looks to himself for inspiration, and he will always find something to feed his creativity, because through his eyes all that is within him is important and profound. But I tell you the truth, few who find their own feelings profound will ever write anything worth reading. To write well others must be more important to the writer than writing itself. By being unselfish, a writer opens his subconscious to the truth around him, and therefore relieves the stress of sounding profound, because authentic truth is the only thing a writer needs. Without it he flails along the page like a fish on land, struggling in vain to find fresh water. All is vanity except that which will cross over after death, and the only thing that crosses over is relationships.

3/18/10

M. Night Turner

My buddy and old roommate Mike Turner left us for Portland yesterday, but we were able to take a hike up to Cahuenga Peak (by the Hollywood sign) a few days before, so he could soak up the SoCal sun one last time. Here's a few of the better pics, the first one being M. Night Turner in all his glory, basking in the glow of a brighter future up north. Anyway, take a look. Here's to you bud, have fun up there...







2/5/10

Going Downtown

About a month ago I got a new Nikon camera, but haven't had much of a chance to play around with it. Last night me and my photog friends finally had a proper playdate downtown. We were wanting to shoot some hobos on skid row, but found it much more intimidating in person. We eventually settled on cityscapes and trains instead. Crack heads are crazy, man.

Check 'em out:





9/23/09

Puffer Fish

Who's this douche bag Rico?



This is the trailer to my buddy Brandon Vedder's short film, Puffer Fish. It was selected to the 2009 Malibu International Film Festival last month, and faired pretty well, I'd say. Really well, actually. Check out AllCutUpFilms.com for more info on the guy...

PS: For a small fee, Rico will make an appearance at your next birthday party, baptism, or bar mitzvah. Message me for more info.

7/4/09

One More Day

Time's a wastin',
While I'ma pacin'.
But it's around,
Without a frown.
Cause she smiles,
When I walk that extra mile.

Time's a wastin',
While I'ma erasin'
Work years in the makin',
Without the takin'.
But what's the exchange
When I have so much to change.

Time's a wastin',
While I'ma chasin'
That memory, a dream, a stream
Of happiness, of love, from above.

Time's a wastin',
While I'ma facin'
All this misery, mistrust, and lust;
A life on the cusp that's never enough.

Time's a wastin'
While I'ma lacin'
These boots of mine,
Planning to find some reason or ryhyme
To time and space
And everyone's face.

I'ma wastin',
Watchin' time a racin'.
Old, fray, and gray;
I lay and decay,
Prayin' for just one more day.