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Monday, November 2, 2009

Zombies!

I want to make a zombie film from anywhere to 3 minutes to 5 hours. I like zombies and, after seeing movies like 28 Days Later, am convinced they can be done artfully without adding to the Ameritrash following (no offense to Romero at all).

Why? My girlfriend and I went up to Ohio University this weekend, which hosts one of the biggest, if not the biggest, Halloween parties in the United States. The costumes, for the most part, were fantastic – my favorite being the person dressed as the old man from Up!, carrying a train of some 100+ helium-filled balloons.
My least favorite: slutty bumblebees, slutty strawberries, slutty cops, slutty naval officers, and the slutty list goes on. I can't believe some of the girls of my generation. Rachel pointed out to me a girl whose skirt was so short that you could see her labia, granted she wasn't wearing any underwear. I won't go into it, but there are a lot of people out there who really disappoint my perspective of humanity... Nietzsche would tell me to chill out. I should chill out.

Anyway, ZOMBIES! After our costuming plans fell through, Rachel and I went to a costume shop and grabbed some effects makeup to pay homage to our favorite horror heros – zombies!

You can check the photo out at my posterous account. I wish the photo was better, but I think we did a decent job. Doing the makeup inspired me to do a no-budget zombie film. It was easy, it was fun. I have cameras. And actors. Let's do it! So now in some of my down time, I'll be researching DIY disemboweling effects from the folks at Indy Mogul. The Magic Bullet Suite should really help me out too!

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Dolphin Olympics 2009

Hello!

So, as you may or may not know the Dolphin Olympics are back! That's right, you are just one click away from the greatest athletic event this century has ever seen! Here it is! Go compete for yourself and then come back and we'll continue:

http://www.rawkins.com/games/do2/

Are you back? Great. How was it? Hard at first and slightly confusing? Just another stupid flash game? Well let me tell you, this particular game created by Alan Rawkins and first place recipient of the Casual Game Design Contest #3 has been the occupation of every second of spare me-time for the past week. A coworker at my on-campus job pointed me to it Monday, and I have been obsessed with breaking each and every record I set. So far I've earned 9,000,000 points, but compared to those of the high scores list, this number is laughable. It is an obsession too! There are mini-support communities for the game, including information, reviews, and (dun dun dun!) strategy guides and video walkthroughs -- yes, I've watched them; yes, they help. Dolphin Olympics 2 truly is, a game of skill and good timing. If you haven't, you should, so click that link and get competing!

Other notes:

Aliens terrify me, ever since I was little (I just watched the trailer for Fourth Kind). When my sister would babysit me, she would tell me she had laid her alien eggs in my carpet, and that if I got out of bed they would hatch and get me. Shortened: "I've laid eggs in your carpet. stay in bed or else."

Everything was always an or else when I was a kid.

"You do well in school or else,"

"You stay in bed or else,"

"You clean your plate or else."

It wasn't until I tread each of these waters that I discovered 'or else' meant Military School, an Ass-Beating, or a Sharp Rap on the Head with a Spoon in this order respectively. Being a kid was weird now that I look at it: always on the verge of some great unknown punishment. Religion used to do that for people, maybe it still does. I think I came out of it well though. For a while my mom had the fear that all good parents must have -- "Is my kid going to turn out all right?" Which is a selfish thought for the most part. Being a parent puts this heavy new responsibility on you to make a good product; it's a long haul and I think that's the dread men get the day of birth, pacing back and forth in the waiting room and huffing away on cigarettes. If your product is no good, who does it reflect on? I can't wait to have kids.

Well, I think that might be enough for now. Thanks for reading to this point.

Let me know what you think,

Walk