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Before I move onto the jist of the post, I just wanna say that everyone should own The 40-Year-Old Virgin on DVD. The gag reels had me gagging with giggles, Seth Rogen and Paul Rudd's extra dialogue features were to die-alogue for, and the funny, extended scenes with more naked women and pornstars extended my penis into a wonderful 2-inch eggroll.

Yeah, keep that image in your heads, muthafuckahs.

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My final project for my photography class turned out really well -- granted, however, I had to take an assload of photos since my models either kept getting out of character or getting out of focus for moving too much. For instance, Dave Banko kept talking and laughing when he's supposed to be a suicide victim, and Allan kept rocking out to Oasis' "Champagne Supernova" when I wanted him to stand still. Jill, who was studying for some major finals and had an unfortunate nic-fit at the time, had to be bribed with cigarettes to come pose for me. It was all worth it, however, as I feel accomplished with what I have.

During the critique, my teacher and the class seemed overwhelmed with the 30 photos I put up (40, if you check out My Flickr set). My teacher said we would unfortunately not have enough time if the class really discussed all my work, but was more than willing to talk to me personally after the critique ended.

If you want to see the entire project, "Daydream Nation," click here (like I haven't fucking plugged that link enough in this post). Otherwise, in the modified words of Wilson Phillips, "Scroll down for one more day...!":


(Click each photo for more details --
although not all of em have descriptions. Keep on checking them periodically.
I'll finish them soon enough.)
daydream nation.
anthems: pitter patter goes my heart.
park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
dreams of better days.
machiavellian hemingway.
there's nothing i regret (maybe i've forgotten).
broken telephone.
coffee & cigarettes.
memories (or how i remember my days of youth).
and i will write a poem on the back of your shoulder.
tripping on all the time. tripping on what he sees.
waiting for the 4:55.
all on black.
i would like to salute the ashes of american flags.
lost (home).
a theme for the typical daydreamer: each one is a setting sun.
flower child.
where the road takes us.
a theme for a rainy day: smile like you mean it.
wait.
i got so city girl on you.
of violence, bang bang.
live fast (die young).
upon these streets, in this city of lights.
biomusicology (or wasteland: oed und leer das meer).
wasted nights, hangover days.
and she will lead you to the promised land (i promise).
veladora.
no one wants that.
désolé.
a theme for the faithless: why are you always fucking ghosts?
wounded and ready to fall.
forgive me (forgive me).
life. virgin. flowers.
junk of the hearts.
a theme for a bathroom confessional: tenderness.
plastic love.
yet another unfamiliar ceiling.
a theme for a bedroom: marmalade morning.
all things must.
The last pic is fitting, no?


If you're reading this, I owe you money for sticking it out this long. Alright, time to make Christmas card photos.

Fuck, I'm tired.
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Saturday, December 17, 2005 @ 12:42 AM

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