Il Bambino
March 16th, 2008Here’s a trailer of the short my friends and I sent to Cannes. We’ll probably be posting the full version up after the festival. ‘Il Bambino’ Trailer Cannes Film Festival from waistworks@gmail.com on Vimeo.
Here’s a trailer of the short my friends and I sent to Cannes. We’ll probably be posting the full version up after the festival. ‘Il Bambino’ Trailer Cannes Film Festival from waistworks@gmail.com on Vimeo.
The church I used to attend has a sign out in front that reads “Easter, it’s not just about the eggs.” This is true, but its funny that right beside it, there is another poster advertising the church’s “Easter Eggstravaganza.” It seems a little bit hypocritical if you ask me.
Religious holidays (specifically in this post Christmas and Easter) always annoy me, mostly because Christian family always try to get me to go to the church services for them. I don’t know about churches elsewhere, but it seems to be that the lamest services of the year are around Christmas and Easter. They’re always the same, lack any innovation, and all about capitalizing on the larger than usual crowds that attend around the holidays. Why would I, of all Sundays, want to go to a worse than usual service just because it was around Easter?! At least they could try to be original. At my old church, the children’s pastor did the same incredibly lame “Christmas story as told by candy bars” gimmick a few years in a row. Even though the sermons have different words (usually) every year, they are all the same thing too:
Of course the points above are occasionally spoken creatively, but they are always the same at the core.
So to anyone who may ask, no I am not going to church this Sunday. And while you’re at it, stop telling me I need to find a church I like. They don’t exist. Especially on Christmas and Easter.
I’ll start posting again later. I have nothing of note to report.
I finally gave in and started reading the Harry Potter. It’s relieving that they are children’s books as the 300 pages read pretty quickly. I read the first one in about the time it took me to read 50 pages of The Power of Babel.
My doctor (actually someone else’s doctor - this guy was just the doctor who wasn’t booked this morning when my doctor was full) was very comforting today telling me that I most likely didn’t have tuberculosis, chasing that with a request to get a chest x-ray done.
I want to buy the empty theater near my house, but unfortunately I don’t have the spare change. Maybe next week.
How do they get away with it? They have the worst service of any store that I can think of. This wouldn’t be so bad if they didn’t make it impossible to find an adapter or random part without getting help. To top it all off the prices are ridiculous! I almost bought 2 10k pots for $3.00 a piece (luckily their service was so slow I left before checking out.) Looking around online, there’s a slew of places selling the same thing for 50 cents. Grrrrr.
Sorry for the random rant, but I needed to vent.