Dr. Horrible Rocks...

you have 24 hours to see it for free. GO.
[it's a Joss Whedon show. it's awesome.]

new blog

quick note: my blog has moved to my own server.

read it at blog.pfostpfilms.com.

or pick up the feed at feeds.feedburner.com/pfostpfilms.

thanks for reading.

More breakfast.

Have you seen the terrible video of our new house yet? Here it is:


Some of you have asked about our wedding video (from oh so long ago). I thought I'd go ahead and link to it [UPDATE: and here's our reception].

How dull this blog has become.

confessions of a party crasher

listen: that poem from the other day was written by emily dickinson, not yours truly. i simply forgot to credit her. silly.

also: at the request of the indefatigable kony kim, i now officially tag her to respond to the weird chain-mail-forwardy-type post. as i said then, i would tag others of you, but then you won't respond, and i will cry in my sleep.

it has now been officially 2 months since i have been gainfully employed. more than that, even.

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i've always been one to come late to the party.
i didn't sprout a chest hair until after my 18th birthday.
didn't kiss a girl until i was in my 20s. i didn't even WANT to kiss a girl until then.
couldn't drive on my own until well after my seventeenth birthday.
never had a girlfriend until i was 20.
didn't see a lick of porn until i was 19. didn't want to again for a long while.
there are a number of other examples. but i think you get the point.

and somehow, at 23, i'm married, own a home, and am having my quarter-life crisis a little more than a year early.

some guys have all the luck. i just have the heebie-jeebies.

Tagged by Mel

10 years ago: i became a man. 13 years old. and i was one skinny-ass teenager. ahh, to be young again.

Things on my to do list today: um...get a job. and watch that 70s show.

What
would I do if I was suddenly became a Billionaire? um...quit my job. and watch that 70s show.

Three of my bad habits: i'm addicted to the internet. i'm also way too sedentary. and i'm too sarcastic.

Five jobs I have had:
videographer.
radio news intern.
janitor.
camp counselor.
online survey taker.

Five things people don't know about me:
i have a waffle iron scar on my arm from when i was 4 years old or so.
my septum, it deviates.
i stopped getting zits when i stopped washing my face with acne cream.
i really wish i was extremely busy. i like being extremely busy.
i fully believe i will make a terrible father.

i'd tag some other people, but i think i'd just feel bad when the people i tagged didn't do it.

maybe i haven't a purpose

what if you have no purpose in this life?

i'm being serious here.

look, we happen to believe that we live forever. FOREVER. that's a long time, y'all. and in case you haven't noticed, there are a lot of us.

isn't it possible that a few of us are created for a purpose that won't be realized until after the new heavens and earth are revealed?

i mean, i'd like to believe that God has this huge master plan for the limited amount of time that he allows the earth to exist, and he assigns every single one of us a role.

but somehow, i just don't think that's true. certainly, there's a master plan for the old earth. and yes, we all have a purpose for existence. i'm just not sure that the two coincide on every instance.

i guess what i'm getting at is this: maybe it's not such a big deal what we do here. there are so many mindsets to get lost in: i'm going to "save the sinners", i'm going to "change the world", i'm going to "be successful", i'm going to "live life to the fullest". and certainly none of those things are bad ideas in and of themselves.

i'm just concerned that we get too caught up in them. and we just end up disappointing ourselves.

or maybe it's just me.

i'm alive and thinkin'

as lightning to the children eased
with explanation kind,
the truth must dazzle gradually--
or everyman be blind.

say goodbye to hollywood

hollywood died in my arms yesterday.

she'd been having epileptic seizures over the weekend. we took her to the vet and he prescribed some seizure medication.

less than 24 hours after she started her meds, she had an extremely bad seizure that lasted for several minutes. she rolled around on the couch, almost as if trying to find a position to stop the pain. i held her as gently as i could while still preventing her from rolling off the couch. her heart started beating fast, at a speed more appropriate for an animal half her size.

then suddenly, without warning or any yelps of pain, the seizure was over. and she stopped breathing.

denial: i called the vet. "what can i do?" "nothing, she's gone".
anger: stupid vet and his stupid prescriptions.
depression: i keep getting flashes of her face just after she died. she was still looking at me, those sad, pathetic, "you-don't-feed-me-enough-table-food" eyes.
acceptance: not quite, but soon i'll be ready for another.

four out of five, i guess.

all this just 5 weeks after finally getting her back.

i will miss that dog. thank God there are dogs in paradise.

goodbye old friend.

i don't hate my family

that was an april fools joke y'all. i was trying to think of something that would guarantee some clicks.

if you haven't clicked on the link from last post, please do. especially if you've never been rick roll'd before...

also, all the other link are perfectly legitimate and link directly to mp3's of music on my server. take what you want...

FREE! My Music!

Thanks to those that have supported my silly musical endeavors over the years. But since I haven't sold a copy of either of my albums in nearly 3 years, and because I believe that recordings of music have lost most monetary value anyway, I'd like to make the following available, for free.

First off, my never-before-heard song Why I Hate My Family.

And now for the rest of my work, in downloadable MP3 format...

newest stuff:
Fall Princess
gravity
sparkling stars

from "and i break":
[aagh! i can't find it on my computer right now...i'll get these up soon...]

from "get real":
Before I Do
Little Big Time
Friendly Funny Guy
Hypocrite
Mask Parade
Upside Down Inside Out
CoffeeCoffeeCoffee
Sibling Revelry
Sometimes Love
Waiting For Eternity
Snuggle Close / Lullaby

just a little FREAKED OUT

so i quit my job today.

long story short, my boss and i disagreed on a number of issues about how a business should be run.

the back-breaking straw for me was our latest project, which involved an ethically "grey" issue surrounding intellectual property rights and international reciprocal patent protections. heady stuff, but not something i was comfortable with.

in the end, we mutually agreed to part ways.

UNFORTUNATELY, this came at a really bad time. amy and i are up for a home loan, and if i don't find a good job soon, we might lose out on the house. boo hiss.

i trust God to do what's best, but obviously i want everything to work out soon. i've got a couple leads, but if you hear of anything opening up in Jackson, TN in the very near future, please let me know ASAP.

jackson friends: i look forward to living in your town again soon. pray that God will provide a way for that to happen soon.

Prepare for your mind to be blown

no, not because i'm writing again. but because of this:

http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/view/id/92

this guy debunks just about everything you assumed about the worldwide "distribution" of poverty, health, life expectancy, whatever. definitely worth 20 minutes.

wii numbers and guitar hero iii

to all my gamey friends (and potential gamey friends):

my wii # is 3082.9582.7449.7410
my guitar hero friend # is 4038 4748 2744

anyone gots a number or two to share with me (i'm looking at you, Cam)?

p.s. you can also find me at kongregate.com as pfostpfilms.