I did a bad thing. You know when I start my post out that way, I usually mean it. This past weekend was kind of crazy.

We'll start with Friday. I was so tired and out of it on Friday. I literally had no motivation and didn't want to do anything at all. I got a bad haircut and was upset and on top of that, just couldn't shake that I want to sleep, I'm PMSing and might take a hatchet to some guy's head feeling so my friend B suggested we get stoned and go see "Pineapple Express." What a fabulous idea! We sat in front of these 12 year olds who had eaten pot brownies - we fit right in. We ate a tub of popcorn, some candy, washed it down with soda and then went back to her place to watch more movies and smoke more pot. I always think of Carrie and the fried chicken. Anyway, the AE called and wanted to see if I would join him and his buddies at Lion's Pub. I declined and said I would be too embarassed to meet anyone in my state. Eventually, he agreed to come over. We sat around with B for a bit and then went up to my room. We made out again but nothing below the belt - he was pretty drunk and sort of passed out anyway. The next morning, I was meeting a friend early to go on a long run so the AE and I woke up pretty early, made out some more, tried to prolong our time together and then he walked me downstairs so I could meet my friend outside. We hugged and parted ways. I ended up running about 14 miles of pure hills that day, then came home showered quickly and ran errands. I never really ate anything - a very important part of the story that's about to unfold.

After I've run all my errands, I realize its way past time for me to be in the shower getting ready to meet up with the girls for Y's bachelorette party. The girls arrive, we trek over to Tres Agaves and the minute we get there - tequila shots. Y wants to do family style and no one objects (I should have). Most of the food is stuff I don't really eat (meaning pork or beef in it) and so I definitely don't have enough in my stomach after running all morning and then well, drinking too much. After a very fun dinner complete with Truth or Dare and my crazy friend J getting on all 4's and barking at another girl, we headed over to Supperclub. At some point, I began texting with the AE to come and meet us. Apparently, he tries to come but my directions are incoherent. After driving around for an hour, he gives up and goes home. I get drunker. We leave and go to Swig and the texts, phone calls continue (although I don't really remember). I was so drunk that I ate a pizza sandwich - wtf is that? No one really knows. My friends described it as a cross between a burrito, pizza and a sandwich - yes, I know, GROSS.

Anyway, I wake up in the morning in my dress, check my phone and realize that I've sent some weird texts to the AE - many of them telling him he's lame for not meeting up, saying I was glad I hadn't slept with him yet, etc. OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK is all I can think. I change out of my dress and take my pounding headache back to bed next to my friend T. They wake up and tell me it will be ok - they heard me talking to him and it didn't sound so bad. Fuck. I text him first thing saying I'm really sorry and embarassed. I don't hear back from him for hours.

Eventually, I'm supposed to go to this pool party in Napa with my friend/co-worker KB. She arrives with her guy friend J, the old rich dude, and her girl friend L. J, the old rich dude drives us all up there - we pull up to this incredible house - full of old rich dudes and SF socialite women with big boobs and European fashion statements. I'm instantly thinking, "one of these things is not like the other..." Anyway, I lay out, drink margaritas with the girls and try and nurse my hangover from the night before and hide my shame from scaring the AE from my life. I send him a few more texts, attempts to save face. And nothing. Finally, on our way home, I get a text from him - its almost 7 pm saying he was away from his phone all day. I say, ok, cool. He emails me the next day saying sorry we didn't catch up, going on vacation, had a crazy day, etc, etc. Let's get a drink when I get back, cool? Although he emailed, said thanks for the apology and that he was over the drunk texts, not mad, etc, I am not sure I believe him. I sort of think I ruined things and I understand. It just sucks because I was really beginning to like this one.

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Dear Readers,

I love living out of a suitcase, which is why I haven’t unpacked.  Not because I might leave at a moments notice but because I just returned from San Francisco with a whole lot of new “back to school” goodies and like all new school supplies the perfection might wear off as soon as I unpack them.  Let’s see… plaid skirts, multi-colored cardigans, metallic sneakers, oversized rhinestone coronets with layers of chains, leggings, freshly cropped hair, dark polish, self tanner, purple eye shadow, and in honor of Labor Day a white ruffled blouse.  Just looking in my suitcase I imagine a glimpse of a mannequin wearing pearls the size of beach balls like I saw on my trip.  

September is a significant month in fashion.  It is the kick off time for fashionistas in NYC.  Fashion is a culture, an affirmation of our presence, our uniqueness, and sometimes it takes going away to a new city to re-invent yourself.  Just add a hat and voila, you’re a new you!  
    
I urge you to take advantage of September.  For starters make a list.  Pick up a few items such as self-tanner, purple or forest green colored eye shadow, dark polish, chop your hair, and comb through some conditioner.  And now that you’re looking good, shop for a schoolgirl look because it will sharpen and update any wardrobe.  The work you put in now will pay off big time. 
   
Finally, learn to relax and enjoy the process.  A stroll through the shoe department is utterly intoxicating, there’s nothing like the waft of fine leather. 

Love,
Moni

P.S.  Watch for the opening of CB Couture Boutique on September 7th, and did I mention that’s also my birthday? 
 

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I’ve been talking about all these remakes of late, but one I forgot to mention is a biggie: that time the Germans remade The Love Boat. There are a few differences: Das Traumschiff (it is not called Das Love Boot as The Simpsons once parodied) has been going since 1981 and it has never, unlike the original American version, been shot in a studio. Each season is short because of the lavish location filming—trust the Germans to take a formula and improve on it no end. I think they also managed to keep the cruise director off cocaine.
   The title sequence from the below 2007 special in San Francisco (found on YouTube) is awful, and set in the very un-German Arial Rounded, but even the late Aaron Spelling didn’t beat the money that has been poured in to the 50-plus episodes since the 1980s.
   The Germans’ approach to state TV is: if it works, and it pulls in viewers week after week, then don’t tinker and ruin it. Tatort has been going for God knows how long.
   I prefer my Alarm für Cobra 11, still the perfect car-chase cop show.

Das Traumschiff – San Francisco

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Dudes, just a little warning here... the Lebowskifest is coming to our quiet beach community next month.  So if you are not already booked up that weekend at Jackie Treehorn's beach party, you should get yourself tickets to the Lebowskifest. 

Lebowskifest San Francisco

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So today Andrew and I headed downtown to get our respective Mac issues taken care of (and to gawk at the HOT guy working at Sweet Memory!), but we stopped on the way at the Victory Garden currently growing in front of City Hall.  There were tons of greens growing, kale, collards, chard, all the stuff I use in my smoothies, but I did the right thing and didn't steal any.  We took some photos, too, Andrew with his snooty iPhone and me with my jank-ass flip phone:

As high as E's eye

Andrew, Civic Center

"Tidy Tips" "

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Show us the view from your bedroom window.

my San Francisco apartment

my pretty courtyard. =]
...that neighbors let their dogs crap on and leave for everyone to step on.

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Earlier tonight we were watching the Olympics (as per usual), and the Men's 1500 meter track and field event came on. Jordan was already asleep (well... in bed, at least), but Quinn was still up.

Quinn's always asking me who we're supposed to cheer for. Usually I'll say "the guy in the red" or "the white team" or whatever, but in the running event it wasn't so clear cut because there were lots of guys in each color, and in blends of colors, and they're all running in a little clump.

So I said "I'm for the guy from the United States." In trying to identify who that was, I said "the black guy there on the outside." In the conversation that followed, it became clear to me that Quinn genuinely has no idea what a "black guy" is- as opposed to, say, a guy wearing black. Quinn will be 4 in October.

Ryan and I are both white (sort of I guess- our last name is Egyptian), but Quinn has been around plenty of black guys (and gals) in his life. There were 2 black girls in his class last year, in fact. I've been trying to provide the boys with as multi-cultural an experience as I can (including different music experiences), and it caught me off guard that Quinn wasn't even familiar with the concept that there are different races of people.

After wondering for a moment whether I should try to explain it, I decided that he should at least be familiar with the general difference between "black" and "white." So I started talking about dark skin and light skin. The guy from Great Britain was an excellent outlier book-end of a "white" guy and and the American (Sudanese) guy's skin was a good book-end of "black" on the other end... but even in trying to explain it I ran into difficulties because there were plenty of in-betweens- e.g., the Moroccan guy. I'm not even sure whether the Moroccan guy is "black" or "white."

Finally, I just had to smile. Maybe it's the San Franciscan in me, but I was pleased. Quinn truly is innocent to the whole concept of racism, or even differentiating individuals based on the color of their skin. It never occurred to him to think of the girls in his class, or their parents, as any different from anyone else.

Hopefully, it's the voice of a new generation.

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Your Call on KALW 91.7 FM in San Francisco

http://yourcallradio.org/

FRIDAY Media Roundtable On the next Your Call it's our Friday Media Roundtable when we sniff out the bias and applaud good work. This week Russia and Georgia went to war. What explains the dramatic difference in coverage of the fighting between American and Russian media? Were the facts in question, or did bias hide facts from both audiences? We'll speak with Pulitzer prize winner David Cay Johnston, Gail Chaddock of the Christian Science Monitor and independent reporter Tim Shorrock. Is unbiased reporting the same as reporting whose bias you agree with? It's Your Call. Guests: Gail Chaddock in Washington DC Congressional Correspondent for the Christian Science Monitor; David Cay Johnston in Chatauqua, New York Pulitzer Prize winner, former New York Times tax reporter and author of Free Lunch: How the Wealthiest Americans Enrich Themselves at Government Expense (and Stick You with the Bill) Tim Shorrock in San Francisco Independent investigative journalist and author of Spies for Hire: The Secret World of Intelligence Outsourcing COMING UP What happened in Georgia? Is it about oil? Disputed territory? The crumbling of US hegemony? Or the US and Israel interfering in Russia's backyard?

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We all met up at my parents' house Sunday to help celebrate Rick's 36th. Ella Rose's first family holiday. ¡Feliz cumpleaños, little brother!

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There's a neat exhibit called Cool Globes- "hot ideas for a cooler planet" - going on at the Crissy Field Promenade in San Francisco right now. Intended to help raise awareness of global warming and to help inspire people to embrace solutions, 35 Cool Globes (each 5 feet in diameter) will be exhibited in San Francisco from August 5 to October 13, 2008.

Other similar Cool Globes exhibits have happened, are happening or will happen in Chicago, Washington D.C. and London.

Earlier this afternoon, the boys and I went down to Crissy Field to check it out. We thought that they were indeed pretty cool...

Quinn loves pointing out where Madagascar is:

- because of the movie, I think.

Each globe has a plaque that describes the message of the globe- e.g. don't idle (your car), encourage corporate volunteering, recycle, service your car, green laundry, plant rooftop gardens, etc.

we took a break from the globes for a while and frolicked at the beach:

and picked the Cool Globes up again a little further down the path:

this was both Quinn and Jordan's favorite Globe:

Quinn's pointing out Madagascar on his favorite Cool Globe:

They both liked the "rooftop gardens" and "the scream" ones, below, too:

and, yes, there's Madagascar again:

and again:

All-in-all, an interesting, kid-friendly thing to do- that kept me engaged, too. Hey, that rhymes.

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I really don't have enough money right now to be buying silly stuff, but jeez, how could I resist?

Now CSN knows where the Tendernob is...

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I spotted Big Foot this weekend but we'll get to that later. The weekend was a little crazy. Friday night, B had some friends in town so we took them out on the town - ok, really just Chestnut St - but the town to us. We started with wine in the ole apartment and then made our way to Delaney's (AKA Douche Bag Central), Horseshoe and eventually Monaghan's (or at least that's what I remember). At Horseshoe I ran into the short guy who took me on all those great dates that I can't see myself ripping his clothes off and he said something strange - basically asking if I'd seen his friend lately - I said, no, not since the dinner party - he said, I saw you two are friends on Facebook - and I'm thinking, ok, stalker, we are but what does that even mean? And the thing is, I really haven't seen his hot friend - minus on Facebook - but I'd love to see him. God, he was hot.

Saturday, I woke up at 8 - yes 8 am - and went running over to Tiburon with my friend C. It was supposed to be 14 miles but turned into 18 because we got lost. So typical! I did remarkably well given the amount I drank the night before. Actually, it felt pretty good. When we finally arrived in Tiburon after our slight detour to Corte Madera, we decided to lunch at Sam's. Problem was - the wait for a table was 1.5 hours - tell that to two girls who just ran 18 miles and you're bound to get punched. Anyway, we sat down and had a drink while we waited - but we only had $100 in cash between the two of us. I'm the dumbass who didn't have enough foresight to bring enough cash - I only brought $20 - I'm dumb. So C was my sugar mama that day. Anyway, by the time we got our table we felt drunk - one drink on an empty stomach can do that to you. We ordered a little too much food and then when the bill came, we realized we couldn't leave a tip because we didn't have enough for the ferry home. Oops. So we ran. We layed in the grass for about an hour  napping after lunch while waiting for the ferry home. That was nice except now I am peeling and sunburned - shit.

Anyway, went out Saturday night - nothing terribly exciting. Met up with some friends, pretty much fell asleep on the bar.

Sunday was crazy. Had to interview roommates from literally 3-9 pm. About 18 people showed up - 3 of them were girls. Out of all the people, I narrowed it down to 6 and now I am narrowed down to 3 and am having trouble making a decision! I have one girl (the only girl I liked) and 2 guys...what to do? Sometime during roommate interviews, the AE texted me to see if I wanted to catch a movie with him and his friend and his gf - I told him I wasn't able to because of roommate interviews until 9. At 9 I got another text asking if I wanted to grab a late night drink - I said, sure. He said he'd come somewhere close to my place so I suggested Delaney's. We met up,  had a couple of beers and then he walked me home. He asked to come up and use my bathroom and I said, sure. We sat in my room talking and then started making out. He spent the night but nothing happened - nothing below the belt - just a lot of kissing. We cuddled all morning - I didn't want to get up - it was nice lying there with him. He takes up most of the bed because he's huge, he snores and he has size 14 feet - hence, why I said I spotted Big Foot this weekend.

The only thing that has me really thinking and re-thinking and over analyzing this situation is that he's 35 years old and mentioned to me on Sunday that he had recently been through a break-up - about 6 months ago to be exact - and they lived together - and the reason they broke up is because she wanted to get married and he didn't. Oh great, just what I need - another commitment phobe or to be someone's rebound fuck. UGH! And I really LIKE this one! UGH UGH UGH! So I can't stop thinking about that - what if that's all it really is?

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Me First and the Gimme Gimmes

Me First And The Gimme Gimmes - Uptown Girl Live at Thee Parkside San Francisco (Aug 10, 2008)

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So the city of San Francisco continues to be the best and most amazing city in the world with it’s progressive steps toward moving the city to less dependence on traditional energy sources and more dependence on renewable sources like solar.  Recent legislation passed allows the city to give bigger rebates and make it easier for builders and renters to work together to put solar panels on apartment buildings and condo complexes.  By doing this some of the largest power consumers will now be able offset their demand with solar and really make a big dent in the city’s energy consumption (also the city happens to be 60% renters so just imagine if those were all renewable..).  I am excited for SF and I hope that the rest of the world will be soon to follow.

More information:

http://www.triplepundit.com/pages/-sf-cracks-the-nut-free-solar--003366.php

http://www.triplepundit.com/pages/-sf-cracks-the-nut-free-solar--003366.php

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So the city of San Francisco continues to be the best and most amazing city in the world with it’s progressive steps toward moving the city to less dependence on traditional energy sources and more dependence on renewable sources like solar.  Recent legislation passed allows the city to give bigger rebates and make it easier for builders and renters to work together to put solar panels on apartment buildings and condo complexes.  By doing this some of the largest power consumers will now be able offset their demand with solar and really make a big dent in the city’s energy consumption (also the city happens to be 60% renters so just imagine if those were all renewable..).  I am excited for SF and I hope that the rest of the world will be soon to follow.

More information:

http://www.triplepundit.com/pages/-sf-cracks-the-nut-free-solar--003366.php

http://www.triplepundit.com/pages/-sf-cracks-the-nut-free-solar--003366.php

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As mentioned in previous posts, I’m almost done with school. That’s pretty cool in all. I have spent way to long not being officially certified as educated and I’d like to start being that. Being in Ventura has reminded me that it has been five years since I graduated. Five more years till I can recreate Grosse Pointe Blank. Maybe I should become a trained killer. I don’t want to write about future careers anymore for awhile.

I want to write about where I live. I live in San Francisco. I moved there for school and with hopes that the weather and the political environment would make me happy. I also was looking for some changes in my personal life. Well, over all The City has lost it’s charm. I spend most of my time alone. In San Francisco, alone is my default state, not just something I’m choosing.
I really miss interacting with people. When I visit Ventura, I’m usually craving just being in the presence of other people.

I allege that it is too easy for me to live in San Francisco and be alone. Maybe it’s the nature of transferring into a college, or maybe it’s just the way big cities work.

I intend to leave San Francisco once I have my degree.

I have no idea where I’ll go. Maybe move to a new city and settle down with someone? Or just find a new way of life?

I definitely don’t regret moving to San Francisco. I regret not being better friends with all the people I know in Ventura. I feel like I’ve missed a million opportunities at being easily happy. I don’t think it’s any more fruitful to struggle and work hard for happiness. I think you should be as happy as possible all the time with everyone.

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See last updates for SF MoMA response and others' reactions.

Thomas hawk

Recently I blogged about my excitement regarding the San Francisco MOMA's decision to begin allowing photography in their permanent collection after years of maintaining a closed no photography policy. Directly because of this change in policy, I decided to purchase a family membership in order to support the museum, both with my artistic energy and financially. I was excited to begin spending regular time exploring and documenting the museum.
...
After purchasing my family membership and visiting the museum today I was forcibly thrown out of the museum by two museum security guards at the direction of the Director of Visitor Relations Simon Blint...

FriendFeed had three very impassioned conversations:

1. Thomas Hawk's FriendFeed discussion

2. Jeremiah Owyang's FriendFeed discussion

Thomas Hawk's skewering of Simon Blint: Thomas is a community leader (and photo site CEO) he needs to wield his power with responsibility. Tagging Simon Blint and "*sshole" has damaged his online reputation for years on end, and will likely impact job screenings.

When FriendFeed Creates a Mob

...Hawk talked to Blint who (allegedly) told him "he did not care" and that he needed to "protect" his employees -- employees that might appear in my photographs." Hawk goes on to say, "I was not shooting with a tripod. I was not shooting with a flash."

Was Blint, in fact, being an *sshole? Was Hawk putting up a pissy fight, which led to his ejection? We don't know yet. But we think banning of any type of photography is inane, especially if you work in the arts.

But what say you? Should photographers be subject to this kind of harassment? Or does Blint deserve a serious tongue lashing?

Robbo sez, "Thomas Hawk was forcibly removed from the San Francisco MOMA by two security guards at the direction of the over-zealous Simon Blint, Director of Visitor Relations. How ironic is that? Why? Taking photos in the atrium. SF MOMA policy on this? Their own web site specifically allows photography in the atrium. Hawk had also previously confirmed this personally with Thea Stein in the Marketing and Communications Department of the museum...

Despite What Their Website Says, Taking Pictures In San Francisco's Museum Of Modern Art Is Cause For Ejection

The power of the Hawk is a problem for SF-MoMA
Throwing the esteemed Thomas Hawk out on his ear is not the way to win friends and influence people 

Takeaways (not done yet, in progress, subject to change)

• SF MoMA is apparently clarifying its policies, not re-banning photography (add links)
• Mistakes were made: Hawk & Blint (links)
• Blog & "web2.0" commentators are opinionated (links)
• Blog commentators are lazy (links)
• You can't win: online activism is ineffectual, or a mob (links)
• Character assassins often don't disclose personal motivations (profit motives)
• Allegations of pseudonyms being a cowardly shield, easily falsifiable here (links)
• Allegations of perversity, child abuse and privacy violations still pervade
• Even the least noisy conversations have a very wide difference of opinon (friendfeed links)
• Pervasive tendency is subjectivity, not objectivity; big picture reduced to a thousand tiny icons
• Definitions of public v. private space, rights and violations, still an issue
• If Photography is a privacy violation, why is there wide acceptance of surveillance cameras?

Some of my comments are gathered here:

Disclaimer:
I've concluded that I was confused as to whether "galleries" includes the permanent collection, or refers to the "special exhibits." My initial impression was that the change in policy would allow for photography of the stuff that's owned outright by the SF MoMA. Apologies for any confusion, and perhaps this would be a point of clarification, i.e. if photography of any "exhibited" piece is disallowed, say so. Perhaps discuss stairs, hallways, elevated walkways, etc., as these are not "galleries," may not be part of the "atrium" and yet provide unique vantage points from which to take photos (of the architecture.)

FYI, even though I understand it's not a Thomas v. Simon issue: an anonymous commenter claims to have worked with Simon before: "I worked with this douche at ZEUM one block down from SF MoMA. I can attest to his short temper and general lack of people skills. He found no trouble in bullying the teens who worked there."

"Director of visitor relations" is a poor match for his behavior. He should apologize, resign, or try to otherwise repair the situation. Since it's a PR-related job, he seems uniquely unfit and uneducated about the causes and effects of negative PR. He'll probably have a "rich learning experience" though.

dianachen and ScribeGuy, I'm glad you signed up to SFist just to comment about the incident. It's too bad Blint or other SF MoMA person hasn't spoken up. So, thanks for giving your opinions. Someone else who has worked with Blint did not have kind things to say. I find the less agreeable sites engage in character assassination on both sides. Perhaps you aren't finding the best conversations.

RobinSF, you are a piece of work. Photography w/o flash is allowed in the permanent collection, atrium is OK always, if you use a flash in the atrium it must be a hand held point-and-shoot. While the policy is imprecise and ambiguous, you manage to completely miss the intent. Can YOU read? Do YOU know flash photography can damage the pieces? Do you seriously think they are mandating the use of a flash in the atrium? Does the point-and-shoot restriction refer to the Atrium, or the use of flash? Go ahead, rant some more, it's entertaining.

SF MoMA Atrium by Thomas Hawk

 
But wait, that's not all! Flickr had a discussion underneath the above photo and this one too.

Bert P. Krages II, Attorney at Law, on legal issues around photography: The Photographer’s Right
 
UPDATE: Mr. Hawk added another post and photo with additional commentary on this matter...

More on the Whole Simon Blint Fiasco
Mr. Hawk's second FriendFeed discussion is here.

UPDATE: Steve Hodson of WinExtra chimes in... 

No Offence Thomas Hawk But You’re Coming Late To The Party
Steve's FriendFeed discussion is here.

UPDATE: Duncan Riley says...

All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.
Duncan's FriendFeed discussion is here.

UPDATE: Carlos Miller, a Miami photographer, has a personal interest in this topic.

Hawk, in fact, was one of the bloggers who not only wrote about my arrest last year, but also contacted the Miami Police Department seeking more information, including obtaining and posting the arrest report which was filled with contradictions.

UPDATE: Simon Reed defends Simon Blint (peppered with ad hominem attacks on Mr. Hawk).

Imagine going in to work one day, putting in your time, and coming home to find yourself the target of a massive internet slime campaign. This is the current situation faced by Simon Blint, head of visitor services at the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art.

UPDATE: Corvida Hutch Carpenter expands on Cyndy's "mob mentality" theme

Applying Circuit Breakers to a Social Media Mob Mentality
Cyndy Aleo-Carreira has a good post out today, When FriendFeed Creates a Mob

UPDATE: Mona N. couldn't stand the suspense and actually picked up a phone.

Meanwhile, in other Non-Gmail Related News.. I Called SF MOMA
Mona's FriendFeed discussion is here.

UPDATE: SF MoMA Responds:

SFMOMA Responds to August 8 Incident

UPDATE: Justin Korn reported on the SF MoMA response

As Justin said, there's a lively FriendFeed discussion on the response here.

UPDATE: Duncan Riley of the Inquisitr has more to say: State of Fear

...I don’t want to dwell on the points of the case, but the whole thing raises something far more concerning for society as a whole: that today we live in a state of fear. A fear that a person taking pictures is a pervert, a pedophile or even a terrorist...

UPDATE: Candace Holly also has this:  4 Ways to Better Handle the Public

...there are ways to handle a situation like that without making a public spectacle of it. Whether they were in the wrong or not doesn’t matter at this point. Four key things were not handled well at all...

UPDATE: Destiny from 10 Zen Monkeys:  Thomas Hawk Versus Rent-a-cops

Related FriendFeed discussion is here.
...Is there a new controversy over photography itself — and the blogger at the center of the issue? And has Friday's incident snowballed into a larger debate about technology, privacy, and the conduct of security guards?...

Related Post: Illegal Proposition: Abuse and Damage the Source (Letter to Lessig)
Related Post: Unbridgeable Chasm: Lane Hartwell & The Richter Scales

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Ok, ok, the San Francisco frozen film festival was a month ago but I haven't had time to do anything with the footage we shot until now.

So here's a video recap of all the awesome fun that was had at the screening and afterparty. There's a little of the post-screening Q&A plus samples of the performances by Drown Radio, Nomad and MC Lars.  I kept putting off making this since I dreaded the thought of uplaoding a decent looking video to youtube only to see its quality turned to gray mud like clips I've uploaded in the past.  I've tried a billion different tricks to get my videos to look better on that site but I've never been able to get decent results.  When you take a 800MB video and smash it down to 80MB so you can make youtube's 100MB limit, you're going to lose a lot of quality. 

Or so it was back in the stone ages!  Youtube has now lifted its 100MB cutoff and videos can now be over a GB big.  The "standard version" of this video looks pretty crappy but if you click through and watch it directly on youtbe, you can select the "Watch in High Quality" version.  The difference in the quality has blown my mind.  It's amazingly sharp.  Youtube, once again you have managed to rock my world, throughly.

DON'T WATCH THIS VIDEO HERE UNLESS YOU LIKE LOOKING AT CRAPPY, BLURRY, GRAY-LOOKING VIDEO FOOTAGE.  CLICK THIS LINK AND WATCH THE HIGH-QUALITY VERSION:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=woW66yChyGs

My tribute to Perez Hilton

There's another video I've been meaning to put together and now I'm actually psyched to do it.  Hopefully I'll have it posted in all its High Quality glory in the next two weeks.

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It's been a wild and wacky week, month, year - you know how it goes.  For the past few weeks in particular work and life have been super busy.  Matt and I just r