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To those who turned me down:

To see the screening today of The Life of David Gale, I mean. I realise the screening was in the middle of the day on a Wednesday, all the way in Tempe, but you missed out. Not just on a free movie, mind you.

After the movie, Kevin Spacey came in for about an hour of Q&A.

That’s right, I got to meet Kevin Spacey in person. They wouldn’t let me lick him, but he was friendly and personable, and just as charming as you would expect. Humble, as well. I didn’t bother asking him a question in Q&A, since my questions weren’t on the topic of the movie at hand or how to ‘break in’ to the industry, which seems to be the sort of questions they look for at these things. Still, it was an interesting situation where my sitting in the front paid off in proximity to Kevin and the ability to actually meet him.

So, for those of you who I offered to come along, it’s too bad you turned me down. You really could have asked him anything, they weren’t screening questions at all. Or at least shook his hand. Too bad.

More new posters

Today I added three new users to the Modern Evil family of users. I look forward to seeing them post. CoupDeFeu, who has been so vocal in our comments, now has access to post in the common areas, and her blog will be appearing soon. An old friend of mine, Mo, (who already has a blog over at lofatmo.com) has also just signed up to post on ME, under the name andalusian; look for posts from him soon! Finally, my little brother Heath has also got access to post, as of today. Heath doesn’t actually read Modern Evil or this blog yet, but he will. I talked him into posting recently. I may be able to talk him into his own blog. We’ll see.

Re: Monster in my pants

So Iain was making a post about SPAM, and in it he mentions the following:

And, finally, just to repeat because this seems to be the one list I’ve managed to get a major green light on, I do not want to “turn my rod into a monster.” I mean, when I was single, it might have been neat to have Godzilla for a wang or something, but that’s just the geek in me talking, and I would have undoubtedly quickly found such a thing… impractical. So no. No monsters anywhere in my pants, please.

In a chat with him, I said this:

…it is every man’s dream to have a giant lizard or other city-crushing monster in their pants. Thus the recent surge in extra-bagy-you-could-fit-a-city-crushing-monster-in-there pants.

He thought I should share, and I thought I’d test out Trackback. Let’s see how it all works out.

What a difference food makes

So I was going to make a post about the low, desperate feeling I was having. The feeling in my stomach, a sick feeling that felt like my stomach was turning inside out and being consumed by its own acids. Upset about not being able to find a job, about running to the end of my money, about not knowing where I’ll be living in four weeks or if I can figure that out, where I’ll be in six months. Worried that being so stressed for so long may be burning a hole in my stomach lining. I was going to post about how I was finally reaching (or passing) that point in unemployment where it really starts to get to you that you aren’t hireable, that you feel worthless and unwanted and unskilled…

Except that before I started writing I thought I may as well eat something. I had been putting it off because I thought I was going to be going to bed, and I’m trying not to eat right before I go to bed to help me not gain weight. So if I’m going to be making a long emotional post, I may as well eat something. Except that as soon as I started eating, before I even finished loading the website that allows me to post, I felt better. The feeling in my gut, the feelings of worthlessness, the sadness, the worries about finding a job, they all disappeared. Just melted away.

The undying hope. Self assurance. Confidence. A happy, whole stomach.

Everything is going to work out fine; I just forget that sometimes when I get hungry. Eat to live, don’t live to eat.