How Am I.

If you don't know this by now...I actually got a job in the field of my choice. Finally.
I feel predominately good about this, as I will learn a crap load, and if I indeed decide to start my own production company one day, this will be invaluable....despite how unglamorous that sounds, to me atleast...it's better than any other jobs outside of the entertainment industry.
Shootz productions everyone.
It's in San Antonio, and I'm leaving Austin after 5 years (Longer than I have lived anywhere before). I will miss it...but in all likelihood will still be here 6 days out a month, atleast....so at this point I'm not feeling the apprehension I would If I were moving to NYC, LA, or even Houston for that matter. But maybe a little about the fact that I actually have to go to work everyday for a minimum of 8 hours a day.....plus all the side gig stuff I'm supposed to be getting from CollegeBallorBust. So the busyness scares me a little....mostly because my body has a tendency to break down easily.
But then that frightened-ness, is eaten away by the fact that...shit....I won't be working a shitty tip job....I will actually have a job, that in my mind, is "real."
I've dropped this concept of a tip job not being a "real" job with negative reactions a few times while working them. People, who obviously don't see a tip job as interim, get pretty fucking offended....I never mean to offend, but it's my reality, not theirs.

I've prayed to God for this job. Something I rarely do.....pray. I usually just kind of talk to God in a matter-of-fact...hunky-doree (sp?) kind of way. Like if im eating some ice cream, and Im like..."Christ man....this is the shit." Rarely am I ever like..."God, could you please help my sister make better decisions." or something along those lines.

My Dad, who prays more than I, also was praying for this job for me. He had a funny story though....because at some point over the past couple of weeks, he was listening to the radio in his car. Turned down the radio for a little one on one with G. Then he completes his prayer for me and reapplies the volume, to none other than the song "Down" by 311....a known obsession I've had for years. He saw this as a sign....and I wouldn't disagree.

So....we will see how it goes.

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I recently (finally) got the chance to see The Devil and Daniel Johnston, a full length documentary about the Semi-local legend Daniel Johnston...the guy most famous for the graffitti on the side wall of Sound Exchange (Now Baja Fresh) on guadalupe, which has the odd frog-like creature with the "Hi, How are You" dialogue.
I had, since realizing that there was an artist attached to the Frog, been interested in him. I had downloaded a handful of tracks....of which I liked, but kind of never listened to, and at some point lost. I also remember hearing stories from older austinites than myself about this crazy story of him flying in a plane and throwing the keys out the window, and crashing.
But that was pretty much the extent of it.
That is, until this documentary trailer came out, quite awhile ago......Damn...This trailer did its job, and I became semi obsessed with it....which is rare...as me and docs don't always mix.
I started redownloading/stealing his songs....and I remembered I really liked a handful of his songs....
I like his stuff for a variety of reasons....mostly because you can feel the dry insanity in them all. Also the referencing of things like casper the friendly ghost and an all around obsession with death that often seems comical, makes it easy to like....and love in some cases. And, as a person who went through a very serious period of time with some very trying mental problems (over a year ago, yeah! so glad.) I can relate to the obsession with death..........blah blah blah.......

Anyways....so I go to the movie today. About twenty or thirty minutes in, Daniel Johnston's brother Dick is introduced. I freeze up in shock, and realize....that is fucking Andrew Johnston's Dad....holy shit....this guy is Andrew Johnston's Uncle! Not long after I see old 8mm films with Andrew in them, and a picture of his mom. If you don't know, Andrew happened to be a good friend of mine for the better(?) part of high school..........we had a falling out.
But at this moment, obviously, the whole movie changed for me. Now I felt very inside the story, as opposed to an on-looker/outsider, and had something to learn from the film, different from everyone else in the theater. It was very surreal. I have no idea how I never even thought that Daniel and Andrew could have anything more in common than a last name.
I started thinking about all the times Drew had mentioned to me how crazy his uncle was, and how he broke his dad's rib or something....all of which was expanded on thoroughly, by what would be one of the best bio-docs I've ever seen.....aside from my small beef with the lack of concentrating on the exploitative moments of an obviously mentally ill person....but hey......everyone's got to pay the mortgage, right?
I mentioned the falling out earlier...
I won't get into it too much, but after watching the film I understood fairly substantial amount of his family and religious background, and their involvement with the Church of Christ......which I always felt was a primary reason for the falling out, but it's hard to remember all the factors that could have been.....I guess it was like over 6 years ago or more.....so it's all repressed or non-existent......but still....a learning experience, and an interesting revisiting of one of the larger failed relationships I've had in my life, and a lot of the feelings and thoughts that come along with it.



It was an amazing experience........plus I saw MI:III and Thank You for Smoking as well. Yes-All in one day...which were both enjoyable.


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