For my sister…

I made this video for my sister’s birthday earlier this month, but I wasn’t able to finish it until late last night, which essentially made it a belated birthday gift given on Christmas. Nevertheless, I hope she loved it as much as she said she did, and as much as I do, and as much as you should.

I missed her (and Owen) this Christmas. The world is too big and life is too short.

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like pigs in hell

      Five Wishes For Christmas – Steve Martin

Good story.

Last night I went to a reception for the Sundance filmmakers at the Directors Guild, and if it wasn’t apparent before that Sundance is a big festival, the reception last night made this clear. I had one too many glasses of the free pinot, and maybe one too many duck spring rolls, before coming home and falling asleep before midnight.

Now it’s six in the morning and I’m up, which isn’t so unusual except that usually I haven’t slept already. I plan to sleep for a few more hours before truly getting up, but sometimes I enjoy these strange sleep breaks that are a result of my fucked-up schedule.

The flash drive they gave me last night was full of DGA propaganda, with room for little else, so I took the keychain part off and used it to attach my big flash drive to my keychain. Good story.

It doesn’t really feel like Christmas, but I reckon it will once I get home.

I’m fading, and I feel sleep part two coming on.

Is it overwhelming?

The cynic obeys.

After You Left got into Sundance. I got the phone call on Thanksgiving, but I wasn’t allowed to tell you until they officially announced it earlier today.

This is a dream come true, and while the cynic in me is overwhelmed at how corny that sounds, the naive optimist in me is telling the cynic to shut up. The cynic obeys.

old woman