Archive for July 2007

Define Embarrassing

…Forgetting the order of service during the church service you’re conducting, so you ask for the offering AFTER you do a sermon in which you talk about all of your financial troubles. I had to make sure to say that the money was going to the church!

As embarrassing as that was, it was a good service. Good response to the sermon. It wasn’t only just about my financial troubles, but about how faith can change in times of crisis. I’ll post it later on FUUSE. Plus someone who I haven’t seen in forever was there too. Great to see her again. She even said she hadn’t been to a UU church in a while, so that was pretty cool too. Also this was the first time I performed publicly with a guitar in… I’m not even sure how long. It might even have been the first time in front of a live audience (that’s how long it’s been). Plus I haven’t even touched a guitar in at least a year or more. Went well, just needed a little time to practice (performed Slip Sliding Away by Paul Simon– which fits the sermon well).

Plus I’m creating a page on my own website (http://www.davesshblues.com) for my past sermons and homilies. Should be up soon. Will keep you all posted. :)

The Big 5-0!

As in this is the 50th blog entry from my own site. I’m still young yet damnit!

I try to mark milestones when I can, even in trifling little things like a blog. Does it really amount to a lot? Not really except somewhere in my mind. I have great delusions of grandeur I freely admit. I’m not the rock star I’d like to imagine I am… yet (see what I mean?). Still little things that mark the time still interest me. When my 33rd birthday came around and that party fizzled out, I had another one in June to celebrate my 1/3-century mark. I had it to demarcate the time as well as finally get people to show up to one of my parties damnit! (I cooked food for an army on both days; is it too little to want people to show up to eat? I mean how hard is it to pass up a free meal for Christ sakes?!?!) But I digress… again.

Still it’s my own little part of the world and I gotta represent. Even if I’m the only one I’m reppin’ I gotta do it. So this is blog entry number 50. Hoping people are liking what they’ve been reading so far, hoping I’m getting through to people out there on some subjects. i am trying to keep up with my times, but like I said in one of my posts, my biggest concern is some of the writing I’m doing in realspace so blogging can be overlooked (note the time gaps… I need sleep people). There is a lot of cross-bogging that I do to keep this space going but since this is the only 50th entry I have right now, this is the only place you’re reading this one. Consider yourselves lucky.
Also one bit of a sneak peek for some of you who keep up on my site: I will be adding a new section of writings soon for the sermons I’ve given over the years. There have been some good ones the last three years, and I’ve even delivered a few short ones in years past. Soon they will be on my own web site for the world to see. Hopefully they’re all looking. ;)

A Montage of Cuteness

A number of short funny encounters with my daughter over the last few weeks.

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From the parking lot to the sprinkler park we go to is up and down different hills to get there. On the way there up the hill one time:

Sophia: Can we be like Jack and Jill?
Me: I’m not falling down a hill for you, young lady.

I bust my ass for her enough already, I’m not busting my crown now.

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At the playground we go to she was approached by some older girls that were taken with her.

Girl: My go you are so cute.
Sophia: Yes, I know I’m cute.

God she is going to her own head.

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I laugh whenever she does something cute. This one time she just stopped and asked:

Sophia: Why are you laughing?
Me: Nothing.
Sophia: Are you laughing at me?
Me: No.
Sophia: Did I say something funny?
Me: Who are you: Joe Pesci?

I swear I thought she was gonna do the whole Goodfellas routine.

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We were watching “Blue’s Clues Safari” where they watch how three different animals get clean, including a baby elephant being cleaned by her mom.

Sophia: When I get older I get to take a shower. When I become a bigger elephant…
Me: When You become an elephant?
Sophia: Yeah, I get to shower just like that. You be the baby elephant…
Me: I’m the baby elephant?
Sophia: Yeah. I’m gonna be a momma elephant.

I know I’m overweight but when did I become an elephant?

One Down, Two to Go

During the morning while I was unconscious, I got a call from my producer friend Evelyn, who was to be my producer/partner for my application into the Latino Producer’s Academy. When I called her back she told me the bad news: we were not accepted into the Producer’s Academy.

Yeah it sucks as I really did want to get into the ten-day experience and film some scenes from my script to use as a trailer for fundraising purposes. However I’m not going to be completely broken hearted about it. I still have two big applications to worry about—the Sundance Writer’s Lab and the Disney Fellowship. One of those I would really love to get as it would really provide a step up in my career. Keep your fingers crossed and send good vibes my way on those other endeavors. Plus with the time I now have I have to finish revising two other scripts and try to create another two web series ideas that I have.

No worries, no huge setbacks, just obstacles to navigate.


Food, Glorious (…And Not So Glorious) Food!

This is a good warning/great advice to everyone out there: NEVER drink Pepsi on an empty stomach, especially first thing in the morning. After that, pretty much everything goes straight through you and pretty much everything coming out of your ass will guaranteed to be liquid. I forgot that Coke & Pepsi can strip paint off of cars and clear minor clogged drains (it’s true, I tried it with a 2-liter bottle and a clogged bathtub and it works). Not great breakfast food and makes every meal after that a chore.

What a difference a day makes. Yesterday I had a little short family barbecue for the 4th. Sophia’s mom is moving to a new place later in the month. It’s not too far from Sophia’s school but a little farther from my office to mess with the timing of picking her up every day from school. Anyway we had a cookout with her new landlord and new downstairs neighbor. It’s actually a very nice set up and the landlady is a real hoot. You’d be amazed at the stuff she’s leaving them when they move in. So I got to go there for a quick BBQ lunch before I headed off to work (yep, I worked on the 4th but I get holiday pay which is needed right now). I got them to start up the grill when I got there—if I hadn’t they would’ve ate much later and I would have missed out. I didn’t have much breakfast at all before going there, just enough to keep awake at the wheel. i dove into the steak tips and kielbasa; man I was stuffed after half that kielbasa. Great food though and a fun time. Sophia and I were kicking a soccer ball back and forth in their new backyard. She’s going to like it there.

I got to see the fireworks in Boston two ways: on TV captioning the Boston Pops for CBS, and then from the bridge linking the two new buildings of WGBH’s new offices. Had a decent view of downtown from there. Quite a nice way to spend the holiday.

The Life You Lead

I used to be a much more cheery person. I used to be happy. Slowly and slowly more and more I’ve just become more morose. I just told a friend of mine how I don’t believe in the concept of soulmates anymore. That was my biggest lesson at the beginning of the year after “breaking my own heart.” I’m not sure what I believe now. About a year ago, I found an old tape of mine with stuff I made on it, speaking into a tape recorder, just telling sories or stuff that I had seen in the movies. I couldn’t listen to it for too long; too painful. It was someone I used to be and completely lost somewhere over the course of my life. It’s someone I don’t know how to get back anymore.

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Slow down, you crazy child
You’re so ambitious for a juvenile
But then if you’re so smart, tell me
Why are you still so afraid?

Where’s the fire, what’s the hurry about?
You’d better cool it off before you burn it out
You’ve got so much to do and
Only so many hours in a day

But you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want or you get old
You’re gonna kick off before you even
Get halfway through
When will you realize, Vienna waits for you?

Slow down, you’re doing fine
You can’t be everything you want to be
Before your time
Although it’s so romantic on the borderline tonight
Tonight
Too bad but it’s the life you lead
You’re so ahead of yourself that you forgot what you need
Though you can see when you’re wrong, you know
You can’t always see when you’re right.
You’re right

You’ve got your passion, you’ve got your pride
But don’t you know that only fools are satisfied?
Dream on, but don’t imagine they’ll all come true
When will you realize, Vienna waits for you?

Slow down, you crazy child
And take the phone off the hook and disappear for awhile
It’s all right, you can afford to lose a day or two
When will you realize… Vienna waits for you?
And you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want or you can just get old
You’re gonna kick off before you even get half through
Why don’t you realize, Vienna waits for you
When will you realize, Vienna waits for you?

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