Some sound advice about screenwriting from some very successful people, that applies to any passion driven desire in life.
“Now you know how the ham feels,” the young kid behind the bar with the Shaggy goatee said over my pour, “you’re smack in the middle of it.” It is perhaps the closest way to explain how it feels to be in Edmonton, a city so smack central in a continent not many people make... Continue Reading →
Nara is a beautiful little town. Quiet, out of the way, and not murdered by tourists, it really is a beautiful retreat where you can experience ancient Japan in the modern era. The train here is a quick hop from Osaka, and getting around by foot is a breeze. Arriving at the station we didn't... Continue Reading →
So, Denver. You go away for the summer and come back a cool kid? Looks like someone discovered American Eagle and leather wrist bands. Good for you. On our last post in a series about Denver, we take a good, hard look at pot. Marijuana. Mary Jane. Buds. Chronic. The Cheech to my Chong. I... Continue Reading →
So, apparently, Denverinos (surely not what they call themselves) like beer. A lot. A whole fucking lot. This is good because I like beer too. I like beer so much, I actually invented a TV show. That's right, invented. It's called the Brewhaha and I'm still waiting for a call from Esquire apologizing for Brew Dogs.... Continue Reading →
That's right fuzz. I bought pot. Lots of it. Pot you can smoke, and some you can even eat. And what's more… I smoked it. In my face hole. Yup. So whatchagonnadoboutit? Nothing. That's right. Mainly because it was legal, as I bought it in Denver, Colorado; the new pothead's playground. This is the first... Continue Reading →
Well at least you look good doing it. Last week I checked out the Manhattan Cocktail Classic. For those of you interested in going next year, let me tell you, DO NOT WASTE YOUR TIME OR HARD EARNED MONEY. WORST TIME EVER. That is all. They gone? Sure? Ok... for those reading on not planing... Continue Reading →
Finally. Paradise. Met the girl at the airport. I love moments like these. They are so very rare. Travelling for me has always been a solitary activity. Perhaps being an only child with flight benefits from a very early age made me love to go forth with reckless and lonely abandon. I love travelling alone;... Continue Reading →