Thursday, January 19, 2017

35 Years Ago Today

January 19th, 1982 started out as a cold day in LA like any other. It was below 70 degrees. In the morning I was getting ready to attend classes at 'SC. As a commuter student living in North Hollywood, I was prepping for the hour's drive. This raises the question, "Why do they call it rush hour traffic, when nobody moves?"

I was about to go out the door when I heard my father call for me. As a lifetime asthmatic myself, I didn't hesitate to bring him the over the counter pills to promote free breathing he asked me for. I stayed with him for a few minutes discussing various things that were only pertinent to me at the time, and looking back, he was feigning interest.  He was stretched out on the bed, and he sounded fine, so I said, "I'm going to be late for school," and I left, closing the bedroom door behind me.

That was the last time I saw my father alive.

Tuesday classes as a senior in the Computer Science department minoring in Russian Studies were mostly easy to understand. I did do something slightly insane that year as I thought it was a good idea to take two classes whose time overlapped that were literally on opposite ends of the campus.  I did survive this ordeal, however.

Tuesday nights I attended Campus Crusade for Christ meetings normally, however, for some reason, I decided to drive home that day, fully intending to drive back that night, as I had computer work to do, and back then we had dumb terminals connected to a large mainframe and connecting to the 'net from home was one of the things we were creating as well.

When I got home my usual space in front of the house wasn't available, as there were a few fire trucks and an ambulance. I drove an Audi 100LS back then and shared it with dad, as mom didn't drive.  I'll tell the story of the car purchase another day. I didn't think anything was wrong as there was an old folks home across the street, and this was not a regular occurrence, or even frequent, however it did indeed happen every once in awhile. I didn't realize they were there for my father even as I walked up to the house and went in.

I was greeted with my mother freaking out and attempting to relay dad's medical history to the paramedics, and I collapsed in a chair.  I composed myself, and got up and went outside figuring I'd be in the way, and everything would be okay. It wasn't.

I leaned against the Chinese elm outside and prayed.

I went back inside and he was gone.




Monday, January 16, 2017

Coolness Achieved!

I'd like to thank those that have already contributed, and I would ask for your continued support. Having taken a hiatus from all things 168, I have come to several conclusions which I may enumerate the next time you see me face to face.

I'm again participating this season. I have an Executive Producer signed up to raise money to cover the minimal expenses which boil downto, food during production week, and covering the entry fee itself.

There are new categories since last I played on this particular field.  "What? Mike did a sports analogy?? Preposterous!!!" Most of you may be thinking exactly that at this point, but that's not important.  As a 168 alum, there is the ability to make a non-speed film. There's also never truly been a rule against having more than one team, as I demonstrated adequately in 2012.

New for this year I think, is the ability to create a warmup film of 168 seconds, with twelve seconds for credits making a total of 3 minutes.  I'm going to start that almost right away.  I'll get a verse with the theme The Love of The Father.  What's that mean to you?

To continue this particular missive while at the same time burying the lead would be superfluous.  I was at a convention recently wherein I was told that magneticity wasn't a word. Shakespeare created 537 words in his lifetime so I'm pretty sure I can have two or three of my own.

That was a really weird transition, right?

I was going to say something about multisyllabic words being all the rage these days, however some wordsmiths out there use them to sound smarter than they actually are.   Also, I've already given you two calls to action, and an implied third, so let me know what you think in the comments below, and I'm pretty sure that's a fourth.

That's my story. Hope you enjoyed it. Soon to be a major motion picture™.

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Rules For 2016 and Beyond

I have three rules that should be adhered to, or for the grammarians amongst you, to which to be adhered.

  1. Don't Text Me
  2. Call Me
  3. If You Can't Follow 1 & 2; Write me.
Simple and elegant. Right?

Not so fast if you're reading something I've written for the very first time.

A small calculation of my average typing speed spread out over an 8 hour day for which I've spent about 40+ years worth of give or take,  becomes a very big number.

Oh, and if you're about to ask, I've been 39 for over 17 years now.

Comments appreciated, and required otherwise I won't know that you've read this particular missive.

72 and Sunny in Redondo Beach™

Monday, December 22, 2014

ALIGNMENT: The REAL Secret to the Screenwriting Deal (Screenwriting Uncu...









While I agree with the sentiment, he lost me at, "Disney doesn't make horror films" or some such paraphrase, simply because I snidely commented, "That's all Disney makes!"



The bigger issue is, write what you want, and if it's a story that needs to be told, it will find its market.



Watch the video, and comment here, or goto the tube that is you, and comment there if you'd like.

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Multiversity Easter Eggs Revealed





Okay, okay. Okay okay okay.



They used Earth-37.  Well, they haven't yet, however, they will at some point.  I know this may not mean anything to most of you, however, it's the universe wherein the Seacoast City heroes reside.  I may have to rethink.  Let me know if you think there are any available #'s with the 3 theme available, that aren't already taken by this poster.





Tuesday, February 25, 2014

168Blog: Beginning Middle End - Why We Like Stories

168Blog: Beginning Middle End - Why We Like Stories



This is as good a place as any, I guess.



I don't know how he knew to post this on my 20th Anniversary.



What I do know is this; I strive to be conflict free, which according to the post may not be possible.



This is what I disagree with.  You may choose to agree, at which point, I'd advise you to leave a comment and tell me why.  A newer conversation may result as a side effect.



What's my tag line here?

Saturday, January 18, 2014

The Flash!!!

All-American's first superheroes began their r...
All-American's first superheroes began their run in Flash Comics #1 (Jan. 1940), cover art by Sheldon Moldoff. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Took me a while on this one, simply because I wanted to get the words right, and I truly have just these two stanzas, however, for your entertainment pleasure, I give you the following:

I am not Jay Garrick, the fastest man alive!
He can get there quicker, than either you or I!
Mercury and Hermes share a common theme
I am not them either, it must've been a dream.

The end result of everything and this you know is true...
I am not Jay Garrick, and neither, are you!!!

Of course, the current Flash is Barry Allen (again!) and for those of you that remember things that happened in the DC Universe before the New 52 reboot know that Jay Garrick was the 1st Flash.

Anyone remember when the DC Universe was simple to follow? Me neither ;)

Most of the pertinent information is in the caption of the cover. Not sure about The Whip or Cliff Cornwall, however, there's always someone out there writing stories that by sheer (shear?) virtue of ALL the available information out there,  will never be read.

That's not an indication of the quality of the story, either.  The greatest writer never read is someone we'll never be able to find, simply by definition.  But he's out there, trust me.  It might even be me, unless of course, you're reading this, in which case, you should leave a comment or else, I'll never know.

Oh, for my friends, I may sing the above at some point in my life, and you may even be there to witness the phenomenon.  It might even happen this evening ;)

So, to review,  read, comment, and maybe follow links I haven't provided yet ;)

72 and sunny in Redondo Beach. Adjust your expectations accordingly™

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