OF SOULS + WATER: THE MOTHER
The second episode of that work-sponsored video project I’m tangentially associated with launched over the weekend. This one feels more…authentic than the first. And it’s a bit more accessible to us normal humans who don’t spend their days dropping waterfalls or circumnavigating arctic islands.
Quick story: There was a library director I used to have to deal with—let’s call her “Brenda”—who was supremely capricious. She’d order one thing on a Monday, and then totally contradict herself on Tuesday. When called on it, she’d reply, “You have to understand, I’m old and I forget things.” My direct boss—we’ll call her “Merle”—is a good decade Brenda’s senior. When Merle heard that Brenda was attempting to use age as justification for being a terrible manager, Merle’s immediate reaction was, “Well, then she should quit! She has no business being in charge of anything if she’s going to claim her age is an issue.” (I’m paraphrasing a bit, as there’s a good chance there was some farmyard coloring to the original quote.)
Is this story a total non sequitur? Maybe.
OF SOULS + WATER: THE NOMAD
The first episode of that work-sponsored video project I’m tangentially associated with launched over the weekend. The aim was to produce a paddling video that wasn’t your average paddling video. I think they succeeded. There’ll be four more, and having seen The Mother (due out in late May), I think you’ll like that one even more.
That said, after seeing this, all I can think of is this: Erik Boomer — He’s so hot right now!
I’m not going to say I got a little misty-eyed there towards the end, but I’m not not going to say it, either.
Also, all my home movies suck.
(Note to self: hire this narrator for something. Anything.)
OF SOULS + WATER: THE TEASER
This is a NRS project I’m tangentially associated with (well, maybe not after tomorrow—I screwed up big with its release schedule today), but job or no job, this whole video series is shaping up to be pretty sweet.
It’s a break from the usual gratuity of paddle sports videos, and instead is meant to tell the stories of five different people with the common thread being water.
Do me a solid (and help me save my job)? Reblog and/or pass this video around to others who might find it interesting. Much obliged.
A quickly cut edit from yesterday’s SUP adventure (which, I should point out, was my first time on a SUP—so, you know, moving water was just logical). Many thanks to my intrepid co-workers Darren K. and Josh G. for allowing me to be the day’s anchor.
Music: “Line of Flight” by Revolution Void (via Vimeo’s Music Store)
Bah bah bah, fah fah fah—Guster lyrics? Maybe. But also a crazy demonstration of the McGurk Effect.
A little over a week ago, I had the privilege of attending the wedding of Dan & Betsy down in the Phoenix area.
Dan I and were childhood friends back on the east coast, but you know how these things go—someone moves away, people grow up, have careers, etc. About six years ago, out of the blue, Dan found me via the internets and drove up from the Phoenix area for lunch. He and Betsy have been a de facto uncle and aunt to the kids ever since; if they’re in the area, they kindly make the extra effort to cover the miles to our neck of the woods for a visit and a meal. So when I get an invite to attend their wedding on their home turf, how could I say no?
The ceremony was great: simple, quick, and lovely. It was obvious to anyone there that these two are the best of friends, madly in love, and happy to be getting hitched. And it didn’t hurt at all that the Phoenix weather chose to cooperate with blue sunny skies and warm—but not too warm—weather.
In an attempt to not be too obnoxious, the photos I took of their ceremony were taken guerrilla-style, a la Auntie Nettie (which should explain the funky angles and half-blinks). To keep it simple, they’ve been amassed into the video above, replete with authentic Official Dan & Betsy Wedding Music™ (really, would they have it any other way?).
Dan and Betsy, thanks for the invite for making me part of your day. And enjoy Greece. Mazel tov!
This bit of randomness from J’s childhood brought to you by an office discussion on pickeball.
So y’all remember that video from yesterday? Yeah…well—then this happened.
Twenty-four hours into the new ‘do, I’ve been told that I’ve “lost the kavorka.” Granted, I’d never heard of the concept of “kavorka” before today, but still—I think the statement holds true, no?
As for why? Well, I’m just telling people the play I was starring in had its last show Wednesday night. ;)
Remember the last time I got a real haircut? Forgot? Check this out from over two years ago.
Yeah. Short hair. So here’s a little recap on my progress thus far.
