In which the boys are gross and mean to me and I pop my colla’ like a boss.
Month: May 2011
Art and Douchebags
This is the final section of a larger collaborative project for my video activism class, but Michael (the director) and I (the editor) loved it so much we knew we had to upload it in its singularity for the betterment of mankind.
Starring:
Alex Hintz- Protagonist/ Narrator
Dion MacDonald- Douche #1
Colton Markham- Douche #2
Bri Castellini- Fallen Artist #1/ Camerawoman/ Chief Editor
Kevin Taucher- Fallen Artist #2
Conner Murdock- Nerd Artist
Michael Henderson- Director/ Writer/ Cameraman
These Folk: Thoughts on YouTube
Most Beautiful Plague
This is a response to the blog that I posted earlier, which I actually wrote at 11:30 last night. It’s never a good idea to let me blog late at night, especially when it’s (ahem) that time of the month. I guess this is less of a response and more of a less angsty blog to balance the scales again. Continue reading “Most Beautiful Plague”
I’m no poet… and I know it
So the night before last there was this writer’s open mic night. I attended. I read two poems. One about Bart and one about peeing. Apparently, everyone liked them. I got third place. And that’s dangerous. Continue reading “I’m no poet… and I know it”
IFA Day 8 (Final Day!)
My final Budapest video!
Darling
For those of you who attended the writer’s open mic tonight, this is what came out of those frantic scribblings you witnessed. Continue reading “Darling”
MJ (mary jane michael jackson more juice)
I won third place at a writer’s open mic night today. This is all I remember about the experience.
Continue reading “MJ (mary jane michael jackson more juice)”
I’m like an old lady, the way I’m always trying to get to sleep (me and you)
Fall Out Boy reference, anyone? No? Ok.
My friends like to call me an old person, because generally my bedtime falls between 9pm and midnight at the VERY LATEST, and averages out at about 10:30. Even weekends don’t alter this pattern. Gimme a break, I’m usually tired by like 4pm. I’m still a teenager. It’s practically in my biology to be perpetually lethargic. Whatever. Continue reading “I’m like an old lady, the way I’m always trying to get to sleep (me and you)”