being whatever it is i do
Friday I worked. This is only novel because half the week was spent in a headcold daze, either not at work or half out of it while at work. Friday felt like a normal day again. Then, dinner with Brie. Then, movie marathon with Brie, Martha and Spacecat. The theme: buddy movies! We watched Midnight Cowboy (to be fair, Brie and I only caught the second half), then See No Evil, Hear No Evil (the mostly forgotten hilarious/awful comedy starring Gene Wilder as a deaf man and Richard Pryor as a blind man who are wrongly accused of a murder), then Planes, Trains & Automobiles. Decent day, good fun, all around.

Got my ass out of bed, trekked through zero-visibility motherfucker rain to Petco, got Spacecat some actually-good-for-her dry food (I'd been out, poor girl was living off delicious canned food) and clippers for her claws. Martha and I (and a towel burrito) worked together and we clipped my girl's claws for the first time. She didn't love it but she didn't freak out either and was a very good kitty. (We rewarded her with some of my canned chicken. She's gonna get fat!)

Woke up too late and a little sick and didn't go to the NW Film/Video Fest's "BarCamp," which I'd wanted to, but made it with Martha and her beau to "What Is Wrong With This Picture?", in which a critic hilariously and unapologetically goes through some volunteer rejects from the festival and explains why their films sucked. The tone of the thing was somewhere between MST3K/RiffTrax and Writing Group. It was worth attending.

Went over to Laika and Leif laid Open rushes out to HD tapestock for me. The Downstream color timing session went really well and I'm happy with the final footage quality (though it was somewhat more expensive than I'd hoped. So it goes!), but we found out today there was some sort of timecode fuck up on Downstream's part when laying my clips out to my hard drive. So unfortunately tomorrow I'm going to try to spend a couple of hours minimum at Laika conforming my edit by hand. I have approximately 48 cuts that will have to be synced by hand, visually, to my rough edit. So it goes!

Tomorrow evening will be my first (real) festival screening, Every Room is Empty plays first in the Short III program at 7pm at the Whitsell Auditorium. Hope to see you all there? Aw come on.

I've been so busy between Open and Every Room is Empty I haven't had any time to write in the last couple of days. (Admittedly, that and recovering from a shitty shitty cold. Still have a phlegmy throat.)

Oh, and the medicine Mr. Doctor gave me? He told me I'd take a pill a day for 20 days and in 2-3 months there's a 50% chance the splotches would clear up, so I wasn't even looking to see if there was a change in my condition. Well if you look real close you can still kind of tell it's there, but my skin is entirely skin-colored again and I look like a regular naked dude (who could stand to lose 15, 20 pounds) when I take my shirt off. So, holy shit, how about that?

Travis Ezell: movie watcher, kitty-daddy, busy filmmaker who wishes he wrote more, and regular naked dude.

That's me in a nutshell.