SOOOOO MANY COMMENTS
Okay.... so I am coming down from a week of stress and overwork. And Once again, the crazy nerds from Panic Pictures have decided to rename "The CHAIR". While Doug is away at MIP, he has had a chance to talk up the film, and many people commented on wanting a different title. So Doug offered one of our early title options, CREAK. It's simple and it's iconic. Also, there was movie also called THE CHAIR last year. So NOW HUSH turned THE CHAIR, is now CREAK. Please let me know what you three readers think. I think CREAK is an awesome title.... The floors CREAK, the chair CREAKs and it just screams of horror. It would also make an excellent poster. So for now, we're going with CREAK.
And it seems, there may be MORE that just 2 readers of this wee Blog of mine. A few have even given some comments. Some wonderful witty banter on the choice tidbits of information/experiences I Blog are NOT discussed. However, the state of my family's sexual history seems to come into question. I just can't publish all those comments. Geez.... am I really that offensive that I deserve obscenities hurled thru cyberspace at my loved ones like ninja star. It's not like I'm drawing religious cartoons.
I digress. I'm about to digress more. I know this BLOG is supposed to be about "the Chair". However, I have question. What is the point of cuticles? What is their purpose in nature? Just plain WHY? I'm not the most 'manicured' dude, but my hands are fairly well kept for a guy. But I still have these cuticles that end up splitting and hurting. What's up with that? Is there some preventively maintenance that I didn't get.
Okay... so "The Chair". I'm still at the edit suite trying to get all the post ducks in a row. Cleaning up hard drives, doing more outputs. I have to make a tape for the effects dudes. I have to also make sure I don't erase any of the early scenes that we may have cut out of the locked picture. Keep those suckers for the DVD 'Deleted Scenes'. But the good news is... everybody is working.... the composer, the sound editors etc. I just need one more piece of the sound puzzle to be found. We need a foley artist. I have the feelers out. Hopefully we'll find an enthused foley artist that is up to the task to giving the house, the actors and the Chair an aural personality. (did that make sense)
On a final note.... Very disappointing April 1. I was witness to only one April Fool's joke. Have we all lost are enthusiasm for the practical joke. The little white lie. Have we all forgotten what it is like to scare the pants off a friend or to make a little child cry. For my part, I told my cat I was going to spay her. She didn't seem to mind. But when I told her I was going to do it myself, her little kitten eyes bulged and her hair stood on end. I told her truth about an hour later. APRIL FOOLS MARTY.... APRIL FOOLS..... BLOG READERS.
And it seems, there may be MORE that just 2 readers of this wee Blog of mine. A few have even given some comments. Some wonderful witty banter on the choice tidbits of information/experiences I Blog are NOT discussed. However, the state of my family's sexual history seems to come into question. I just can't publish all those comments. Geez.... am I really that offensive that I deserve obscenities hurled thru cyberspace at my loved ones like ninja star. It's not like I'm drawing religious cartoons.
I digress. I'm about to digress more. I know this BLOG is supposed to be about "the Chair". However, I have question. What is the point of cuticles? What is their purpose in nature? Just plain WHY? I'm not the most 'manicured' dude, but my hands are fairly well kept for a guy. But I still have these cuticles that end up splitting and hurting. What's up with that? Is there some preventively maintenance that I didn't get.
Okay... so "The Chair". I'm still at the edit suite trying to get all the post ducks in a row. Cleaning up hard drives, doing more outputs. I have to make a tape for the effects dudes. I have to also make sure I don't erase any of the early scenes that we may have cut out of the locked picture. Keep those suckers for the DVD 'Deleted Scenes'. But the good news is... everybody is working.... the composer, the sound editors etc. I just need one more piece of the sound puzzle to be found. We need a foley artist. I have the feelers out. Hopefully we'll find an enthused foley artist that is up to the task to giving the house, the actors and the Chair an aural personality. (did that make sense)
On a final note.... Very disappointing April 1. I was witness to only one April Fool's joke. Have we all lost are enthusiasm for the practical joke. The little white lie. Have we all forgotten what it is like to scare the pants off a friend or to make a little child cry. For my part, I told my cat I was going to spay her. She didn't seem to mind. But when I told her I was going to do it myself, her little kitten eyes bulged and her hair stood on end. I told her truth about an hour later. APRIL FOOLS MARTY.... APRIL FOOLS..... BLOG READERS.
3 Comments:
I'm not sure how I feel about "Creak". It seems so non-specific, though maybe that's okay?
Alex
Creak huh? I din't know.....It's not really scary...maybe if you make it a longer word, like extend the creaK....you know like Scooby Doo style "Creeeaaaak!" with an exclamation point too.!
People have been making fun of your family? How rude AND unnecessary, I mean I could make fun of just YOU for years on end. Creak? why creak? why not?.....The Hilarious House of Zymytrykstien? .....I guess creak will be okay. Oh and way to blog it up blog boy, this was a seriously bloggolicious one, a total 8 on the blogg-o-meter. But right at the end you admit that you talk to you cat...so many reasons to make fun of you............
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