And now....

For a much needed update.

I'm living in L.A. now...
I'm working on some spec scripts to get an agent to get a job.
For now, I'm paying my rent and recreation as a logger with a reality TV company in Silverlake.
I get wonderful ideas at work, and I write at night. Not the worst deal in the world.

Still humping around in an Enterprise Rent-a-Car,
working on a more economical option soon...
The weekly rate isn't atrocious, but overtime it will prove expensive...

Not much to say...
at work now.
can't really be online too long.

I blog more on myspace!

yeah, I know....

love!

New Relevant Article

Actually, it's my FIRST Relevant article...everything else has been a review/reaction.


I had my eye on a spicy dumpling.

Check me out.

http://www.relevantmagazine.com/pc_article.php?id=7166

Ugh.

So, don't talk about it....
Be about it, right?

I have too much to do, and I'm not doing any of it...
I'm just hovering here, doing nothing.
But some days I feel like I'm just gestating or something.


Apartment search is crazy...
Car search is crazy...


gotta go.


adam

I'm off on a cosine...

Okay, so I watched the perfect brother-sister movie last night with my little sister Mary: The Legend of Billy Jean.
Today, I'm singing and googling and downloading 80's hair-band ballads of rebellion.
And oddly enough, the movie takes place in Corpus Christi, TX.

Last night was rough. How come I don't trust people?
Nancy suggested that it's because I don't think that I'm trustworthy.
And Nancy's right.

So. Here's a totally unrelated question for you:

How would you know if you were insane?

And don't give me a cookie-cutter Christian answer. If you do, I'll sautee your kneecaps.

Gross....can you imagine kneecap stew. Barf.

But answer the question.

So So Sartre.

sooo..

it seems like cell phones get sick of my rambling. Either that, or they're homophobic. It wouldn't let me type anymore. Anyhow, three coworkers just left. One was too fat for her blouse, another looked like she wore black a lot, and the third, a pudgy guy with a cleanshaven wattle wore designer glasses that were much too small for his wide smooshy face. But he didn't sweat. He wasn't a sweaty pudgy guy. Here's to obliterating stereotypes! Gotta go. I'm up!

dude...

i can't believe this. I'm blogging from my cell phone. If this isn't the height of tech savviness, i don't know what is. Oh boy.
i won't say where i am, becuase that makes me seem cool and mysterious. Weak, i know...but you really want to know, see? Anyhow, wherever i am, i
m people watching. This is my favorite place to people watch. There are some pretty interesting characters here. I always play the story game. Who is she? What is she doing here? What's her story? A great deal of my more developed story ideas actually come from this place. Look at that guy. Very self important and conservative-democrat looking.Like he's culturally democrat and ideologically and socioeconomically conservative. That guy is clearly gay. Shels hot. Hels reavenously hungry. Oh wow. She's eithio or aritrean or somali...That woman looks spritey and walks with a bounce like Ellen DeGeneres. Mr. Clearly Gay is on his cell phone pacing daintily and gesticulating with his free arm. He looks like he's fighting not to yell @ the person

Boastin Postin

[UPDATE! It's now in JAPAN, and is scheduled to get here on Friday, March 31st!]

MaaaaaaaaacBooooooooook!!!!!

I'm getting a laptop.
I DID have a birthday.
Man, I love getting birthday gifts bceause I know I'm too old for them.
So at 23, when I still get a card full of money from my grandmother, or when my family feels compelled to use the date to give me something they know I've wanted but couldn't afford, it's just dope.

So my new laptop will be here on April 12th.
My FIRST laptop, I should say...
And this little bundle of technology has a built in webcam and FINALLY a microphone IN port.
So my podcasts will be CRYSTAL clear.
And I'll be doing VIDEO podcasts!!!

I'm so hyped.
So, so so.

And, oh yeah, I got into Act One!
That's what the laptop is for...writing!
(Those of you who know the laptop are clucking your teeth right now because, CLEARLY, it's overkill for scriptwriting!)
BUT! I'll be able to put my editing software on it too so that I can edit on the go go go go go.
On a more serious note, I'm really glad that I'm getting it, but I've just realized that because of Apple's new Intel-based chip, a lot of third party software will not work or feel sluggish on my new laptop. But still reportedly faster than the old powerbooks.

aNYWAy...

So I'm moving to Los Angeles.
I'm looking for an apartment now.

I'm so glad that I got in!
Some of you have mentioned that you never doubted that I would.
Well I'm a pathelogical self-doubter.
I'm learning not to be.

Now, I need your prayers.
Going to LA means leaving the ranch here in Texas, and I really want to do that peacefully. I have a history of not leaving well. I left St. Kitts on shaky terms. I left St. John's on shaky terms. I left philly on shaky terms...can I please PLEASE leave here well. It is family, after all...it is..."HOME".... I just want to do my part and leave a mini legacy behind so that cats are NOT cussing me out everyday trying to clean up or figure out messes that I left behind. Cuz I don't care WHAT they say, I am a significant part of this ministry, and if I were leaving ME, I'd miss me.

What!?

peace.

adam

Humble

I'm a fall-down, ground hugging, can't even hug the ground, dirty-nailed, pebble scraping, too-stupid-to-look-up, sorry sorry sorry sorry, SORRY child of man. AND! I can't do what I won't do so I don't do what I should. And how can I expect greatness when I won't even do 'good'?

My prayer:

God, I love you; help me to REALLY love you.
God, I hate myself; help me to TRULY hate MYself.
God, I love myself; help to genuinely love myself.

Podcast Two

Podcast Two
I actually enjoyed this.
It's THIRTY EIGHT MINUTES LONG.
I have a new number-one fan, by the way.
My younger brother is now a reader of my blog.
Wow.
Anyway, this podcast is 38:00 and 17 megs.
That's about right when it comes to size and compression...
I wish I could make it smaller...but the quality would really suck.

hope you enjoy.

here you get to really get a taste of my crazy rambling speaking style.

When people ask if I have A.D.D, i like to say:

"No, I have A.D.A.M."

peace.