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My bad! The original posting for this event incorrectly mentioned that August 22 will be a Saturday. In some other years it was or will be, but in 2010 that date will fall on a SUNDAY! Please don't come on Saturday because they'll be screening some other films! Sorry for the confusion!

The Invite should have read like this:

Hi Everybody. I’m excited to announce that the film project, “Spankin' The Plank” that my business partner, Rick Day and I have been working on for the past five years, will finally get it’s public premiere! (Screw you South by Southwest.) It’ll screen as part of the Atlanta Independent Film Festival http://auff.org/independent_film_month.html (the documentary portion is also known as DocuFest Atlanta) at the Five Spot in Little Five Points on SUNDAY, August 22 at 6PM. The cost is $5 per person and due to adult (don’t kids curse, too?) language it probably isn’t appropriate for all ages. (Besides the screening is in a f#@king bar).

The film is an inside look at the struggle for survival and success of a unique and eclectic, fun and intelligent, all-acoustic band, The Asylum Street Spankers. For over 15 years, they’ve remained fiercely independent while maintaining artistic integrity and a punk rock sensibility.

It’s been a great (albeit prolonged) process that I’d love to share the final product with all of you. Passes can be purchased online in advance by following the link at http://www.docufest.com/schedule.html or at the venue starting at 5:30 PM. Please come and have a beer with me (I’m probably gonna be shit-faced), see the film, and help support local, independent music, film and other entertainment events.

P.S. - Please help me promote this event by reposting it freely and sharing it with your friends.

Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative

Hi Everybody. I’m excited to announce that the film project, “Spankin' The Plank” that my business partner, Rick Day and I have been working on for the past five years, will finally get it’s public premiere! (Screw you South by Southwest.) It’ll screen as part of the Atlanta Independent Film Festival http://auff.org/independent_film_month.html (the documentary portion is also known as DocuFest Atlanta) at the Five Spot in Little Five Points on Saturday, August 22 at 6PM. The cost is $5 per person and due to adult (don’t kids curse, too?) language it probably isn’t appropriate for all ages. (Besides the screening is in a f#@king bar).

The film is an inside look at the struggle for survival and success of a unique and eclectic, fun and intelligent, all-acoustic band from Austin, TX, The Asylum Street Spankers. For over 15 years they’ve remained fiercely independent while maintaining artistic integrity and a punk rock sensibility.

It’s been a great (albeit prolonged) process that I’d love to share the final (?) product with all of you. Passes can be purchased online inadvance by following the link at http://www.docufest.com/schedule.html or at the venue at 5:30 PM. Please come and have a beer with me (I’m probably gonna be shit-faced), see the film, and help support local, independent events.

P.S. - Please help me promote this event by reposting this freely and sharing with your friends.

Current Mood: excitedexcited

Hello, its been 54 weeks since I last posted, so I thought I'd update everyone here.

I am a clam.

Oops, I meant to say that I am a man.

As you were.

Where do the days go? I've been busy with a return to work shooting long glass (75X magnification lens which enables the camera to see nasal hairs from 300 feet) for the American Federation of Government Employees Convention, trying to change the world, and have a little fun with any time left over.

Cynthia's defeat by a no record corporate shill was somewhat anticipated, but painful nevertheless. Being the eternal optimistist that I am, I'm focused on finding the silver lining to the gloomy overcast which might very well be her finally coming to the conclusion that the Greens are a better fit for her values that the Party of Asses. Low level discussions have already begun towards that conversion. She's always loved us, but was fearful that we were not viable to support her ambitions. I don't think that we've changed enough to totally satisfy her, but perhaps she has been abused enough to move on. It's up to us now to build and feather the nest to allow her to be comfortable in our house.

My schedule ahead includes many, many meetings, a work trip to the Cloisters on St. Simons, when I'll get to see, work and hang with my good friend of 20 years, Mike Bischof, editing a piece for DragonCon TV (the behind the scenes making of the Klingon Family Feud), and hopefully spending more quality time with a new good friend.

Overall, Life is good! Still room for improvement, but...that's Life!

Current Mood: hopefulhopeful

Okay, if Deadheads are the group of crazies that were (are still), in lieu of joining the circus, willing to deadicate their lives to following Jerry and the boys around the world, what are Tom Waits fans identified as? Rain Dogs?

Because here's the thing...On Tuesday, I saw my first T.W. show and it was truly amazing! Sure, I've known of him and his music for over 25 years, and always enjoyed (as much as someone relatively devoid of sadistic tendencies can enjoy relating to the experience of someone else's pain) listening to his tunes, say on a jukebox in a smoke-filled bar somewhere while imbibing thought-numbing intoxicants, but until I spent some time listening to his lyrics and then seeing him in performance, stomping and gyrating, growling, grunting and hissing, I didn't fully get it. So now I do, and I wonder how long I will have to "wait" to see him again (and how to self-identify myself in the meanwhile). Next stop, Nashville?

Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative
Current Music: Day After Tomorrow (Real Gone)

Sad News - Complete Mission Failure

Rendezvoused on schedule with Agent J and proceeded to launch point Willy for pre-mission festivities. Sustenance - acceptable, entertainment (Pavlov's) - enjoyable.

Intercepted by double agent McGill.

Received communication from Agent B - updated mission status - unavailable detained at comedic work farm - prognosis for escape - poor

Delivered package to Agent McGill in parking lot. Terminated double agent with extreme prejudice.

Left quadrant with Agent J and reverted to plan A at Fuzzy's. Encountered and negotiated entry with gate keeper. Advance scouting report inaccurate - Meat market full of expired meat!

I've seen my future, it's no place that I want to be! Having failed to die early and leave a handsome corpse - Suicide IS the answer!

End of Transmission.

Current Mood: depresseddepressed

Mission Command reports recon mission status: Green
Readiness level - 94%

All operatives briefed within past hour on details of actual mission

Actual primary target disclosed superseding previous coordinates and mission objectives due to reports of infiltration by not-so-friendly intelligence

Current Mood: determineddetermined

Yesterday, I had lunch with two friends at a local asian restaurant. Friend B was depressed as she had been unceremoniously dismissed from her "dream job" the previous day for the reason stated that she had failed to disclose on her employment application a job that she had been fired from two years earlier.

When we were done with the meal, the check was presented with three fortune cookies. B selected her's first, cracked it open, and discovered that it was empty. She smiled nervously, and asked us what we thought that it meant. Friend R grabbed his next, opened it, and found that his cookie contained a fortune. I opened the final one and surprisingly (?), mine also was missing the "all important" glimpse into my future.

I then responded to B's earlier question and told her that it could only be indicative one of two things. It might mean that on the day that these simple treats were assembled, the children working in the sweatshop had staged a workers revolt and refused to put the obligatory slip into all of the cookies for the 42 cents a day that they get paid, or that our futures are not pre-determined by some airy-fairy, feel-good suggestion from a Hallmark message school drop-out, but that we have the opportunity to choose to create and follow our own path in life!

Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative
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