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I was pleasantly enjoying being at the top of the producers 'blog for the past two days, when I was taken out by annoying "party announcements." I thought this is supposed to be the place where we producers could discuss storyboard ideas, day for night shooting, equipment rentals and obtaining the proper 1 second filming permits.

We don't have time to party... WE have a 1 second film to make, dammit!

-gj (acomputerpro)

PS: Check me out on Twitter. I'm acomputerpro ;)

: Fw: Too old for gigs

1. It becomes more important to find a place on stage for your fan than your amp.
2. Your gig clothes make you look like George Burns out for a round of golf.
3. All your fans leave by 9:30 p.m.
4. All you want from groupies is a foot massage and back rub
5. You love taking the elevator because you can sing along with most of your playlist
6. Instead of a fifth member, your band wants to spring for a roadie
7. You lost the directions to the gig
8. You need your glasses to see the amp settings
9. You've thrown out your back jumping off the stage

Hi everyone, there have been some dramatic changes going on behind the scenes.

i've been having what feel like major breakthroughs in the next steps of this project. alot of the epiphanies have been made whille redesigning our website. the main goals of this redesign are to increase the usability for the community features while breaking down barriers to entry. a lot of community features never got finished during our last big site updgrade; the previous update was really about automating the sign up system so we didn't have to keep entering names by hand, and introducing profiles so everyone could update bios, etc.

LA Weekly, and the 01 Gallery and Fluffer are having a party on Febuary 14th at the Zero One at 746 S. Los Angeles st. in the Santee Village at 8pm It's Valentine's day and John Pochna's birthday!
Come and Visit and buy Art from the Dymorphic Visualization Syndrome.show.The Art Walk will be in full effect!
We'll have areal good time.

Free

Tequila Mockingbird

I went to see Patrick in a play tonight. He's the lead in Tina Howe's "Museum" at PCC. He was great and it's always awesome to see him up on stage living the dream. Glory be!

I've decided to go "back to school" in a sense... even though I *am* in school (working on my PhD dissertation for EGS).... I am also going to take some classes at the 'ol Pasadena City College. It seems I'm on a journey right now, getting back in touch with my love of being an actor/performer. It started with the classed at the iO WEST that I took in preparation for the Road to Oprah tour, where I was going to be filmed a lot and wanted to get as comfortable with myself as possible as soon as possible, and I totally fell in love with improv, the training, the theater, and all these old ideas and dreams about being an actor came back.

When I was in high school, I was OBSESSED with acting. My big dream, since my first play in Kindergarten where I played the Queen of Hearts and got to sit on a throne and wear a cool dress, was to move to New York City and be a STAGE ACTRESS. I got into NYU (Tisch School/Playwrights Horizons Studio), moved to New York, and started directing. I did a couple student films (directed by my then-boyfriend) and cameo roles in plays for friends, and eventually abandoned being the performer completely.

This wasn't a bad thing. I got really into directing and became really good at it.... good enough to get an MFA at CalArts in directing, do some pieces at the REDCAT & 24th Street Theater and gain the respect and admiration of some awesome collaborators. Pretty good! Directing totally changed my view of the theater. I got real experimental and enjoyed coaxing amazing performances out of other people. It seems I was going through a phase where I simply couldn't handle the attention/disappointments/pressure/etc of being an actor. It terrified me. Directing was akin to being the great OZ... I could hide behind the curtains, pull levers, flash lights, and blow people's minds. I love it.

The performance desire was still there, though - suppressed, repressed - and eventually it started kicking its feet and demanding expression. I think that's where the boxing thing came from, and why I was able to so passionately throw myself into it. And the band... the band was a huge step toward my getting back in front of an audience, facing them, performing *to* them... not just beating the tar out of someone in front of them. Improv was another step. Now PCC is one more step. Step by step... someday... I'm going to be on BROADWAY, dammit! Or something like that.... we'll see where the passions lead me next.