Spin The Wheel of Fish!

So a strange turn of events has occurred. The Arizona International Film Fest emailed me and wants me to participate in the festival. YEA!!!!!

This festival has toyed with my emotions in the past few weeks. I'm not quite sure what to think right now, but I'm glad things worked out.

Jamie's Birthday is this Sunday, but she has to study so we're celebrating on Saturday. We'll spend the day together and I will lavish her with gifts. I wish we could go somewhere fun like Spain or Texas, but we're both so busy right now.

Sorry I haven't posted in awhile, and that this blog isn't particularly smart assy enough. I'm at work right now and this place has a tendency to suck the life out of me.

Ford

Flapdoodle!!

So last weekend Jamie, her half brother Morgan, and myself went dowtown. We had just eaten at this restaurant called "The Liberty Bell" and Morgan stole a small loaf of bread from our table. We originally wanted to go see a movie after dinner. But, since there wasn't anything good playing we decided to take a walk over to this outdoor ice skating rink. We cut open the loaf of bread, stuck a one dollar bill in it, and threw it into the rink. We proceeded to watch everyone fight for the loaf. One person even fell trying to avoid it. Finally a little blonde girl grabbed the dollar and skated off. When someone finally threw the loaf out of the rink we found two bite marks on it.

Talk about cheap entertainment...

Mango

You know what?!

Seedless watermelons are weird.

Do you think that in some crazy backwards world, where watermelons ruled the planet and ate people, they would genetically engineer people without genitals so they wouldn't have to keep spitting them out?

Just wondering.

ping pongo malo

So here's a quick little thing.

On Saturday Jamie and I were eating breakfast at a place called the Gold and Silver. I wanted ketchup, so I picked up the bottle and shook it. The cap came off and I flung ketchup all over me, the table, the floor, a chair, and possibly the people behind me.

Stoned to Death!!

So things are still going well here in Reno. My job keeps me busy and doesn't pay me very much, and our apartment is holding up nicely. The Olympics start soon on the great network of NBC, which means for the entire duration of the events I get to work 12 hour shifts. Oh well at least the overtime will be nice.

The thing I love best about working for NBC is I get to watch "The Office" every Thursday. And here I thought the only good decision this network ever made was "The West Wing". The Office is great!!! Steve Carell is brilliant and the writing is subtle and hilarious. YEAH!! the West Wing turned to shit at the best possible time. I've got a new #1 in my book.

And finally, to explain the title to this post. I know my titles never seem to make any reference to anything, well this time It does. I feel sorry for anyone who had to sit through the vomity vile sound of the Rolling Stones for the Super Bowl half time show. Never have I heard such an extreme sound of excrement leave an amplifier before. McJagger was so busy attempting to jump around like a troubled middle school student, he forgot to sing his songs correctly. Mind you I've never really liked the Stones, but their performance put the final nail in a coffin containing any hope for my admiration.

Fluff!

Since I've arrived in Reno much has happened. The first week Riley and I behaved like we had a gambling addiction and lost a lot of money. As soon as Riley left a flood swept through the city, killing just about everyone in Reno...except me of course. I started my new job at KRNV, which is pretty cool but not something I want to stay with for more than a couple of years.

My cat seems to be adjusting nicely to the new place, even after Riley dropped her cage in the parking lot in Vegas. I'm writing some music in my spare time and conjuring up a script inspired by "The Man who Mistook His Wife for a Hat"

Other then all that stuff, things are pretty normal around here. I'm a bit lonely and I want to do a Vegas trip, but who knows when that will happen.

Mi Me My Mo Mu

So it's finally happened, I've arrived in the biggest little city. things are going pretty well, I like our place, I like my job (except I have to work from 2:45pm-11:45pm), and I like the city. However, I am home sick so everyone should come visit me here and make me feel better.

This is my first big move and I hope it goes well for me. If others can do it, so can I.

GONG part II: the return of the hand that touched the little girl!

So my film did well at the screening. It didn't get gonged, but I have to say my heart is broken, because I lost to a skateboard video.

GONG!!!

I'm going to submit one of my films to this monthly film festival put on by The Loft Cinema. It's also hosted by Max Cannon, creator of the hit comic strip "RED MEAT", the rules go like this. Each film plays for 3 minutes, after that the crowd can Boo it off the screen, at this point it gets gonged and the next film screens. My film is only 5 minutes so it might make it. I wish I could submit my latest film, but they cap the films at 10 minutes and mines 15.

We shall see what happens

SUPER!

Yea!!!! I won first place and $40.

Man, what a crappy week. Maybe I'll win some money at poker on friday.

Mullets on the Rise!!!!!

Sorry I haven't posted in quite some time. I was too busy pretending to...uhh..to...be a the manager at the KFC down the street. They caught on real quick once it was apparent that I didn't know how to fix the frier and burnt that little girls face off. She wasn't using it!

Did that not make sense to anybody...me either.

Anyway...
Jamie came down this weekend and it was loads of fun. We had a Halloween party on friday. This random man with a mullet came in and started drinking the beer and putting his arm around the girls. I had already been drinking and smoking so I was fearless. I pulled him aside and said "Listen you sonbitch, I don't want you and your long hair in the back type ways at my party. you got that?!" he replied "You have meet beat sir, your charming good looks are no match for my lower city ways. I will bid you good day."

Actually I just asked him to leave and he did. Which story is true? We may never know.

FUCK!

FUCK the baseball post season. Twice now it has deprived me of The Simpsons, Family Guy, and King of the Hill.

FUCK Kinkos for not supporting Mac users. I needed to print my DVD labels yesterday and each location either didn't have a Mac station or their printer was broken.

FUCK the sound guy at Plush. When I hear bands play on their stage, it usually sounds pretty good (they're the best sounding room in Tucson) but there's always one glaring problem that's a quick fix. Like not being able to hear the backup vocals or lead guitar. When I look over at the sound guy, what is he doing? He's reading the Tucson Weekly which is spread out over the board.

FUCK the Shanty for not letting Kurt into their bar because his state issued I.D. isn't a driver's license.

FUCK Christian motivational speakers.

FUCK the U of A media arts department, just because they deserve it.

FUCK my dentist. A few months ago, one of my fillings fell out.

FUCK scientology and all who follow it's wacky gods of outer space. Except for Beck, he has groovy beats.

....and finally

BUCK Fush!

Bing! Bong! Blah!

I guess I should write another blog entry. I haven't in a while and I'm sure everyone is just iching to know what's been going on in the life Ford "Fuck Ya" Corl.

- I've been thinking about going to Club Crawl and seeing some of my favorite local bands. I hope Riley can go with me.

- I'm waiting to hear back from the DV festival (Hollywood), The Reno festival (ummm...Reno), and Sedona. I just submitted to Pheonix and Eurika Springs.

- I just finished the DVD of my movie and I think it looks great. I can send some copies to whoever wants it

- What the hell should I write now....ummmmmm.... oh Ya. I saw The New Pornographers at the Rialto Theatre last weekend. It was great but that theatre sounds like shit, even after they spent thousands on repairing it's acoustics.

- I co-directed a film that was shot more than a year ago and it's still not done. It may just take another year to finish.

bye bye

A Drunkin Version of My Post

- R Kelly kicks ass, he's the best song writer....ever!

- Banana bread reminds me of grandma

- What if the flying squirrels decide to turn against us all?

- Sometimes I lie in grassy fields, look at the clouds and wonder how many burritos I can eat to send myself to the E.R.

- My cat has the fluffiest tail in all the land

- The website for the film festival that excepted me listed my name as Fred Corl... arh!!!

- Bill Buckmaster used to tell us about a little friend that lived in his head. He couldn't tell us his name because if he did...he would die

- I'm off to bed

Get Out of My Fucking TVs!

This is a picture I created for my myspace account. I'm not that into myspace, but this was a fun project.

Everyone look close, maybe you're in my fun repressed memory wall.

WHA!?

- Is it just me, or does R Kelly’s songs suck ass?

- If you like banana bread, you’ll love chocolate chip banana bread.

- What’s the deal with flying squirrels?

- I miss playing volleyball.

- Caviar looks kind of gross.

- Sometimes I lie in grassy fields, look at the clouds and wonder how much shit is being talked about me at that moment.

- My cat likes to sleep on the 4th shelf and the 4th shelf only of the bookcase in my living room.

- I finally got into a film festival, it’s a small one but it’s a start.

- Music fills me with heart and soul, but Huey Lewis and the News does not.

- I kicked Riley’s ass at racket ball today

- Sometimes Bill Buckmaster, host of the news magazine “Arizona Illustrated”, asks us how we like our eggs cooked.

- I’m done

Rock and/or Roll

I remember the days when rock shows were so important to me. I'd spike up my hair and gather all the friends I could. We'd make our way downtown somehow and see a great band play at the Rialto theatre. All that ended after high school and a period of my life was spent without the joys of hearing great bands play. I'd see local show after local show, but It never gave me the satisfaction like seeing a band you only knew through faceless sound coming from a CD gave me.

Last night it happened again. I found a couple of friends and we made our way downtown to see the Decemberists live at the newly remodeled Rialto theatre. It gave me one of the most intense feelings of nostalgia I've ever felt. The music was a excellent mixture of folk, pop, and chamber music. My taste in music has evolved since high school (I listened to punk rock and punk rock only) but I was happy to experience the feeling of seeing a good show with friends again.

Oh My God...Giant Asshole Kid!!!!!!!!

Tonight is one of those nights where I feel like learning something. I've been struggling with Photoshop for the past year. Mostly because I never sat down and gave it enough time. Well tonight I did it you guys!!!! and I made this



I know what you're thinking...it's beautiful.

but there's no need to praise me...I already know.

Ford

Wacky Ball Hitting Fun Crazy Time!!!!!!!

I just saw an amazing tennis match this evening, Andre Agassi vs. Co-American James Blake. James Blake won the first 2 sets (they play the best of five). Andre had never come back from a 2 set deficit at the U.S. Open, it was going to be history in the making I knew it. This was one of those matches where if something good or bad happened, I'd jump out of my seat and cheer (I wonder what my neighbor thinks of me). Andre managed to tie it at two sets a piece.

Just as they were playing the 5th set tie-breaker Kurt walked in the door with this goodie goodie Christian girl. She walked right up to the T.V. and started watching with me, She was rooting for Blake I was rooting for Agassi. Blake would hit a great shot and she would scream. Agassi hit a winner down the line and I tried to hold back my excitement. But, that last shot fell in and Andre won the match and I stood up and screamed quite loud. I wasn't about to let her hinder the emotions I was feeling at that time. I sent her off crying like a baby.....Stupid Christians