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The topic "Cool as Ice & Snow" should have been called Chinese Freezing Man.
The pictures are incredible and many folks, upon first look thought it was Black Rock City.
It ain't! But in another dimension. . .
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Chinese Freezing Man
Last Year Was Better; Ignore Alien Orders; I'm so sorry your parents are Repubicans.
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Shit, Shit....Shit, Shit....
I just realized that a check I was waiting for in the mail had come and fallen behind something that I had behind the door. I wonder how long it's been here? 2, 3 days maybe shit. And all this time I have been pinching pennys until it came. I could have seen a show last night... Shit. oh well today is a good day.
"Today is a Good Day to Die. (Heghlu'meH QaQ jajvam)"
alledgely,
mr smith
"Today is a Good Day to Die. (Heghlu'meH QaQ jajvam)"
alledgely,
mr smith
"Do you know what happened to the boy who got everything he wished for? - He lived happily ever after".
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String Cheese....
Hey I finally saw the boat! (it took awhile though...)
lucidly,
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Just wanna shake my banana...
hell yeah......
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We're off to see the Wizard, the Wonderful wizard of OZ....
That last "hell yeah!" was not ment as a retort to anyone's post.
A little pet project that I have been toiling over, may be bearing fruit. To begin, I came up with a great Broadcast Channel idea a few years back and pulled it off the back burner, started putting a final business plan together for some investors I met on a shoot, about 3 months ago, who seemed cozy to the idea, and the miniscule amount of money I was asking wouldn't scare these guys, they seemed to be throwing at least that much away just on Cuban cigars.
Well anywoo, to bring you up to speed, about 4 years ago I had come up with this idea of a complete Broadcast channel that would only be streamed only over the internet. No FCC, no Transmission towers, no SAT Dishes, nothing, nada a small indpendent channel. Since it would be all digital,the studios would be cheap to build, low end cheap digital cameras and production equipment. It was going to be a full on broadcast channel with it's own news, shows and movies, events but change every thing, you know, put my twist on Television. More nudity, more cursing, you know like real life. After intensive research I shelved the idea after I found out that bandwith and technology were too great of a hurdle at that time to make the project successful so I keep busy on other projects. Well here recently, I saw someone doing something similar to the station idea, but on a way smaller, boutique kinda way, but doing it none the less, and it looked awesome.
So back on track, as most of you know already, beside being a poet, I am a filmmaker, and that I work at a Camera and Grip Rental House here in LA (I get my camera's and gear for free when I shoot, and get paid to do what I really love to do, shit, you can't beat living your dream), so I'm there in the office working, cleaning a DSR 500 camcorder that just came back off a rental, and the owners are in one of the other rooms having a meeting with their new investor partners, signing paperwork on a film they are about to finacing and produce. My big boss, and one of the smaller investors, had previous appointments so they rush out as this meeting is wrapping up, two of the four are dallying around chatting, Joe, who is one of the smaller partner from my company, whom i have confided my idea to about the station, and he flipped over it, and said he would like to shop the idea if my other connections didn't bite, I agreed of course.
Side Note: I have a young lady who does business plans, and financials who is helping me put the package together. early on she took the package to a friend of hers, who is a casual investor and his first remarks were, "Is this a porno site? Are you talking about streaming Porno?" which of course is "no", it's content for mature adults (more like low-brow Erotica), a litte different, but I guess they couldn't see past the tits and ass stuff (lets face it sex sells, and it's fun). Oh well, I thought, these people were pretty straight laced investors, so it confermed my reasoning that i would have to approach some unique investor to "get" my TV concept.
To make a long story short (and it's already too late!) while on a porno shoot of my best friend's (he was shooting the X-rated version of the Koby Bryant sex scandel, starring the great Lexington Steel), his investors, who were on the set, carousing, and watching their money being spent, acutally approached me after watching me work for three days (very small crew), they were impressed with my work ethitc, and once they knew I was a filmmaker, they wanted to have a sit down meeting to discuss doing a film project. I figured these were the guys to talk too, they had the money, they were looking to spend it, and they liked me, not to mention they knew what real porn was and would know my stuff was just tits and ass type stuff. So I focused my life around this project and got to work. I hired a web-builder ($2,500) to build me an awesome website, I started finalizing all the content that went into the business plan and on the site (Oh you wat the address to the site? Ok, but it's a beta test site, not open to the public, and I'm holding you to a public Non disclosure in other words "Mums the word.") http://www.digitalonlinetelevision.com
It's no where near finished yet, we got easy, a couple more weeks to go before it will be good enough to launch publicly. So I got my nose to the grindstone on this project, getting it ready for a dog and pony show to these porno guys. I figure I need $500,000 start-up capital, which will build the studion, start the broadcast, and swing into a $5,000,000 IPO offering.
So back too yesterday, I have the rough copy of the Business Plan (not too rough mind you, it's about 2 steps from presentation quality, I did plenty of high end corporate stuff while a ABC during the Olympics, so I know what real presentation quality stuff is and what it looks like ["Make it the expensive Glossy paper, it's not my money"). So that said, the package is in full color, nice binder and about 2 1/2" thick (after all, I am building a complete television station from scratch). My friend from the meeting, who works at the rental house, is discussing that there's nothing on tv, or cable any more, and that it's sad that he can only name 2 or 3 shows out of 800 stations on air worth watching, all the content is so blaise. So Joe, (the Rental Company friend) say's, "Rick has a great idea that covers that, Rick, you wanna tell him about your project?" So we sit down in the editsuite, I pull out this BP and the guys jaw just drops, he steps through the business plan and then I bust the new flash website on him, and show him the "Savitch Films Present", and the "Fuck-o The Clown Show" page, and he is just in awe. He tells me what a completely fucking awesome idea, he is going over to a friendof his, on his way to his next appointment, who finance the whole amount for something like this. He wanted to hurry to see if he could catch him before left his office. End of meeting.
So I came back to the office, called the old lady told her the great news, sat down and had an ice cold, celebratory brewski (a Sam Adams "Boston Lager" for those of you who care)
so now you have the whole back story. and to reiterate
Hell Yeah!
"Timing has an awful lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance."
decisivly,
mr smith
A little pet project that I have been toiling over, may be bearing fruit. To begin, I came up with a great Broadcast Channel idea a few years back and pulled it off the back burner, started putting a final business plan together for some investors I met on a shoot, about 3 months ago, who seemed cozy to the idea, and the miniscule amount of money I was asking wouldn't scare these guys, they seemed to be throwing at least that much away just on Cuban cigars.
Well anywoo, to bring you up to speed, about 4 years ago I had come up with this idea of a complete Broadcast channel that would only be streamed only over the internet. No FCC, no Transmission towers, no SAT Dishes, nothing, nada a small indpendent channel. Since it would be all digital,the studios would be cheap to build, low end cheap digital cameras and production equipment. It was going to be a full on broadcast channel with it's own news, shows and movies, events but change every thing, you know, put my twist on Television. More nudity, more cursing, you know like real life. After intensive research I shelved the idea after I found out that bandwith and technology were too great of a hurdle at that time to make the project successful so I keep busy on other projects. Well here recently, I saw someone doing something similar to the station idea, but on a way smaller, boutique kinda way, but doing it none the less, and it looked awesome.
So back on track, as most of you know already, beside being a poet, I am a filmmaker, and that I work at a Camera and Grip Rental House here in LA (I get my camera's and gear for free when I shoot, and get paid to do what I really love to do, shit, you can't beat living your dream), so I'm there in the office working, cleaning a DSR 500 camcorder that just came back off a rental, and the owners are in one of the other rooms having a meeting with their new investor partners, signing paperwork on a film they are about to finacing and produce. My big boss, and one of the smaller investors, had previous appointments so they rush out as this meeting is wrapping up, two of the four are dallying around chatting, Joe, who is one of the smaller partner from my company, whom i have confided my idea to about the station, and he flipped over it, and said he would like to shop the idea if my other connections didn't bite, I agreed of course.
Side Note: I have a young lady who does business plans, and financials who is helping me put the package together. early on she took the package to a friend of hers, who is a casual investor and his first remarks were, "Is this a porno site? Are you talking about streaming Porno?" which of course is "no", it's content for mature adults (more like low-brow Erotica), a litte different, but I guess they couldn't see past the tits and ass stuff (lets face it sex sells, and it's fun). Oh well, I thought, these people were pretty straight laced investors, so it confermed my reasoning that i would have to approach some unique investor to "get" my TV concept.
To make a long story short (and it's already too late!) while on a porno shoot of my best friend's (he was shooting the X-rated version of the Koby Bryant sex scandel, starring the great Lexington Steel), his investors, who were on the set, carousing, and watching their money being spent, acutally approached me after watching me work for three days (very small crew), they were impressed with my work ethitc, and once they knew I was a filmmaker, they wanted to have a sit down meeting to discuss doing a film project. I figured these were the guys to talk too, they had the money, they were looking to spend it, and they liked me, not to mention they knew what real porn was and would know my stuff was just tits and ass type stuff. So I focused my life around this project and got to work. I hired a web-builder ($2,500) to build me an awesome website, I started finalizing all the content that went into the business plan and on the site (Oh you wat the address to the site? Ok, but it's a beta test site, not open to the public, and I'm holding you to a public Non disclosure in other words "Mums the word.") http://www.digitalonlinetelevision.com
It's no where near finished yet, we got easy, a couple more weeks to go before it will be good enough to launch publicly. So I got my nose to the grindstone on this project, getting it ready for a dog and pony show to these porno guys. I figure I need $500,000 start-up capital, which will build the studion, start the broadcast, and swing into a $5,000,000 IPO offering.
So back too yesterday, I have the rough copy of the Business Plan (not too rough mind you, it's about 2 steps from presentation quality, I did plenty of high end corporate stuff while a ABC during the Olympics, so I know what real presentation quality stuff is and what it looks like ["Make it the expensive Glossy paper, it's not my money"). So that said, the package is in full color, nice binder and about 2 1/2" thick (after all, I am building a complete television station from scratch). My friend from the meeting, who works at the rental house, is discussing that there's nothing on tv, or cable any more, and that it's sad that he can only name 2 or 3 shows out of 800 stations on air worth watching, all the content is so blaise. So Joe, (the Rental Company friend) say's, "Rick has a great idea that covers that, Rick, you wanna tell him about your project?" So we sit down in the editsuite, I pull out this BP and the guys jaw just drops, he steps through the business plan and then I bust the new flash website on him, and show him the "Savitch Films Present", and the "Fuck-o The Clown Show" page, and he is just in awe. He tells me what a completely fucking awesome idea, he is going over to a friendof his, on his way to his next appointment, who finance the whole amount for something like this. He wanted to hurry to see if he could catch him before left his office. End of meeting.
So I came back to the office, called the old lady told her the great news, sat down and had an ice cold, celebratory brewski (a Sam Adams "Boston Lager" for those of you who care)
so now you have the whole back story. and to reiterate
Hell Yeah!
"Timing has an awful lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance."
decisivly,
mr smith
"Do you know what happened to the boy who got everything he wished for? - He lived happily ever after".
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Aaaaaoooooooohhhhhhooooooooooooooooooo....
WOOF!!!
"Resist Resistance."
lupinly,
mr smith
"Resist Resistance."
lupinly,
mr smith
My elder brother Paul called two days ago.
He had had a colonoscopy (sp) done, which he said is not the polite little Sigmoidoscopy (sp) that simply goes in a few inches.
Anyways, he declined anethisia at first as he did not have a ride home & they do not want you to drive home impaired.
The colonospy tool is like a roto-router snake with a camera & lights, PLUS compressed air to inflate the intestines. He said anyways that they went the whole way up to the stomach?! HAd to go on clear liquids for 48 hours before hand so it was a nice clean lens, we supposed.
After about a half hour of this snake winding and wending it's was along bends (at which the nurse might have to apply an elbow to his abdomen to redirect the snake, he said finally that he could take it no more, when the doctor provieded a third elbow, so he was anethised with Demerol & something else.
Not before telling them that it felt like there was a clown in his ass tieing balloon animals.
WHen he awoke, they asked him if he remembered the rest of the procedure, and he said "no".
I told him to expect flowers and offers of dinner, the sod! He actually tried to make small talk with one of the nurses (whom had caught his eye earlier) as twenty feet of cable T.V. was being strung in his ass! That my freinds is a virile man.
Paul kept asking the Doctor before having the drugs if it were all the way in yet (as he was promised the entry was much harder than the exit), to which the Doctor replied that he had "An unusually large colon". So, of course, I told Paul that the docotr probably left a tool box in there in case they ever had to go back in.
I think maybe he liked it, or imagined the whole thing. AMybe it is a fantasy of his?! Sounded like he was reading out of a Penthouse Forum, I SWEAR he thought he had a chance with the nurse.
He had had a colonoscopy (sp) done, which he said is not the polite little Sigmoidoscopy (sp) that simply goes in a few inches.
Anyways, he declined anethisia at first as he did not have a ride home & they do not want you to drive home impaired.
The colonospy tool is like a roto-router snake with a camera & lights, PLUS compressed air to inflate the intestines. He said anyways that they went the whole way up to the stomach?! HAd to go on clear liquids for 48 hours before hand so it was a nice clean lens, we supposed.
After about a half hour of this snake winding and wending it's was along bends (at which the nurse might have to apply an elbow to his abdomen to redirect the snake, he said finally that he could take it no more, when the doctor provieded a third elbow, so he was anethised with Demerol & something else.
Not before telling them that it felt like there was a clown in his ass tieing balloon animals.
WHen he awoke, they asked him if he remembered the rest of the procedure, and he said "no".
I told him to expect flowers and offers of dinner, the sod! He actually tried to make small talk with one of the nurses (whom had caught his eye earlier) as twenty feet of cable T.V. was being strung in his ass! That my freinds is a virile man.
Paul kept asking the Doctor before having the drugs if it were all the way in yet (as he was promised the entry was much harder than the exit), to which the Doctor replied that he had "An unusually large colon". So, of course, I told Paul that the docotr probably left a tool box in there in case they ever had to go back in.
I think maybe he liked it, or imagined the whole thing. AMybe it is a fantasy of his?! Sounded like he was reading out of a Penthouse Forum, I SWEAR he thought he had a chance with the nurse.
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colonoscopy
So, did everything come out all right in the end? (sorry, sorry, sorry)
I can't imagine a poop-scope without the Demerol. That was my favorite part, although it was the only part during which I was conscious. I have a difficult time grasping the male mind when it decides to refuse pre-meds, yipes, ouch, ack. What did he think a giant snake up the ass would feel like? And he got off easy with the clear liquids bit, no Fleet phospho-soda "I think I just shit my liver" and "Oh, wow, I had no idea I could dump ten shades of green crap" regime.
Of course, we could sleaze off into barium milkshakes and cat scans ... I'm having such a good fucking week. What did you do over the Memorial Day weekend? Drank chalk, puked, had an allergic reaction to IV contrast dye? Now, now, don't be bitter. Honestly though, I may be having an awful time, but I'm far better off than the guy who had blood clots in his lungs that morning. Now his weekend must really, really have sucked.
Anti M
wanna see my hemicolonectomy scar? no? too late!
I can't imagine a poop-scope without the Demerol. That was my favorite part, although it was the only part during which I was conscious. I have a difficult time grasping the male mind when it decides to refuse pre-meds, yipes, ouch, ack. What did he think a giant snake up the ass would feel like? And he got off easy with the clear liquids bit, no Fleet phospho-soda "I think I just shit my liver" and "Oh, wow, I had no idea I could dump ten shades of green crap" regime.
Of course, we could sleaze off into barium milkshakes and cat scans ... I'm having such a good fucking week. What did you do over the Memorial Day weekend? Drank chalk, puked, had an allergic reaction to IV contrast dye? Now, now, don't be bitter. Honestly though, I may be having an awful time, but I'm far better off than the guy who had blood clots in his lungs that morning. Now his weekend must really, really have sucked.
Anti M
wanna see my hemicolonectomy scar? no? too late!
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Yesterday I took down my bird feeder, and bleached the deck it had hung below & twenty feet above the ground. It is a high & small deck, three floors up. A smoking deck. A mop shaking deck. Cantilevered from the house.
Anyways, the squirrels had learned to climb the house siding long ago to eat any spilt sunflower seeds, but only this year to climb UNDER the deck to reach the rope to the feeder. So they have been SHITTING on my deck and it had lost the cracks between boards so drainage has been a problem & rather than KILL THE SQUIRRELS, I've removed the impetus to visit.
Sigh.
It was so very nice to watch birds.
I am entertaining the notion of putting the feeder back up adfter staining the deck, and live trap/relocate the squirrels which have learned this "trick" (not all of them do) but notice some of them have NIPPLES.
Though in want of stretching forrays, I doubt long trips to be of merit to young in a nest.
Though if a genetically passed trait I may be doing "task" of removing squirrels with a propensity for problem solving, the would be innocent victims. Not only their offspring, but some whom might be caught merely sitting (and shitting) on the deck, though not having gone UNDER the deck for more digestive material.
So that is that.
I will buy a long pole & mount it in the yard to the height and aprroximate visage to all windows I'm missing the birds at.
Anyways, the squirrels had learned to climb the house siding long ago to eat any spilt sunflower seeds, but only this year to climb UNDER the deck to reach the rope to the feeder. So they have been SHITTING on my deck and it had lost the cracks between boards so drainage has been a problem & rather than KILL THE SQUIRRELS, I've removed the impetus to visit.
Sigh.
It was so very nice to watch birds.
I am entertaining the notion of putting the feeder back up adfter staining the deck, and live trap/relocate the squirrels which have learned this "trick" (not all of them do) but notice some of them have NIPPLES.
Though in want of stretching forrays, I doubt long trips to be of merit to young in a nest.
Though if a genetically passed trait I may be doing "task" of removing squirrels with a propensity for problem solving, the would be innocent victims. Not only their offspring, but some whom might be caught merely sitting (and shitting) on the deck, though not having gone UNDER the deck for more digestive material.
So that is that.
I will buy a long pole & mount it in the yard to the height and aprroximate visage to all windows I'm missing the birds at.
It is possible that had you removed all spilt sunflower seeds from the deck, that there would not have been enough reward for them to learn crawling underneath.
Sadly, you will never know.
Squirrel evolution cantilevered spawning sunflowers,
in decks you must BLEACH!
Oh, has it come to this, my darling, exciting nipples on a squirrel with high (protean) infusions?!
Gladly too this will pass, when you have bested the lawn rodent and are able to grasp this straw from my hand.
Sadly, you will never know.
Squirrel evolution cantilevered spawning sunflowers,
in decks you must BLEACH!
Oh, has it come to this, my darling, exciting nipples on a squirrel with high (protean) infusions?!
Gladly too this will pass, when you have bested the lawn rodent and are able to grasp this straw from my hand.
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need some love......
our sky is falling, problem after f&*king problem, evil money, kid isues, yada yada. thank god we have our tickets already, but we are debating bringing our 2 year old, or paying up the rear for a sitter (we have no family out in california yet, they are all still back east) now i have been hearing "maybe we shouldn't go this year..." oh my heart dost break!!!!! give me some playa love my fellow e-playans, its been ages since i heard your tipper tapper keystrokes!!!! (i have been working...ewwww) love and kisses and blessings! chloe_dancer and lucky
i feel there is an angel in me whom i am constantly shocking
Re: need some love......
chloe_dancer wrote:our sky is falling, problem after f&*king problem, evil money, kid isues, yada yada. thank god we have our tickets already, but we are debating bringing our 2 year old, or paying up the rear for a sitter (we have no family out in california yet, they are all still back east) now i have been hearing "maybe we shouldn't go this year..." oh my heart dost break!!!!! give me some playa love my fellow e-playans, its been ages since i heard your tipper tapper keystrokes!!!! (i have been working...ewwww) love and kisses and blessings! chloe_dancer and lucky
Chloe you got to go! Either way, paying for a sitter, ( I'm looking at paying around $608 just to kennel my dog kids} so I know it is a big bite out of the budget. Or since you have the option of bringing you kid with you, better that than not going yourselves. It would certainly be a different experience with a kid, but that doesn't mean it can't be a really good experience.
course I can talk this is going to be my first burn.............
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