Even if it means sexy-dancing with fireworks (It's my choice).
Friday, July 20, 2007
Free Dumb
Even if it means sexy-dancing with fireworks (It's my choice).
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Summer Corn
Summer time is a time for corn.
Some get caught up in the debate of corn. On or off the cob?
I think they miss the point entirely. I am going to vote for neither.
Surprised?
I thought you might be, but let me submit this. The best type of corn, is UNI-Corn.
behold the evidence:
Not everyone will agree on this point, but at least it is a discussion to pursue further:
(I might be swayed into the "on the cob" camp, but Unicorns play an important role in the manufacture of some of my favorite cookies).
Some get caught up in the debate of corn. On or off the cob?
I think they miss the point entirely. I am going to vote for neither.
I thought you might be, but let me submit this. The best type of corn, is UNI-Corn.
behold the evidence:
Spring Chicken
I just turned 31. Okay, I didn't "just" turn 31, it happened a few months ago and it has been in the works for the past 30 years. Which leads me to my next joke.
I am no Spring Chicken.
But, Oh the glories of being a summer chicken.
I bought this little number at the now infamous Circus Circus (it's like a double circus, but with lousy accommodations).
I have now had opportunity to wear the chicken costume in the following locations:
In the Circus Circus lobby
In the Circus Circus gambling area (which is apparently against the rules even if you bought the chicken suit there).
At a bachelor party
In a going-away parade at Liberty Park
and
To surprise my mother a few weekends ago.
I've mentioned that she has been sick, and she is now on the mend, so I flew out to surprise her on her birthday. Thanks to my brother, Adrian, she had no idea until he was signing her a happy birthday song and a large chicken was peck-peck-pecking her on the head.
Now that they live in Buffalo, I don't get to see the "folks" that much, so we made the most of the weekend by doing some sailing. Here is the proof:
Moms (aka: queen of the sea)

Brother Ethan (the rhyming ancient mariner):

'nother brother:
father Dayton:
not Pictured: Damian and Sister-in-Law Natalie.
I then ate a buffalo wing and then winged it on home.
Good times, but another reminder that I ain't no spring chicken.
I am no Spring Chicken.
But, Oh the glories of being a summer chicken.
I have now had opportunity to wear the chicken costume in the following locations:
In the Circus Circus lobby
In the Circus Circus gambling area (which is apparently against the rules even if you bought the chicken suit there).
At a bachelor party
In a going-away parade at Liberty Park
and
To surprise my mother a few weekends ago.
I've mentioned that she has been sick, and she is now on the mend, so I flew out to surprise her on her birthday. Thanks to my brother, Adrian, she had no idea until he was signing her a happy birthday song and a large chicken was peck-peck-pecking her on the head.
Now that they live in Buffalo, I don't get to see the "folks" that much, so we made the most of the weekend by doing some sailing. Here is the proof:
Moms (aka: queen of the sea)
'nother brother:
I then ate a buffalo wing and then winged it on home.
Good times, but another reminder that I ain't no spring chicken.
Monday, June 18, 2007
I ain't been missin' you at all.
No wonder we are such a grammar starved nation. When people can freely sing "since you been gone, I ain't been missing you at all," and do so with impunity, you know where our language is headed and in what type of a handbasket.
So I been gone for a bit. Mostly I been doin' this:
but I have left the shooting cave once in a while. Since I been gone for such a while I will try to update with Pixxxs instead of words (since a word is worth 1/1000 of picture). I will now demonstrate a hint of the baw-wit-da-blogs that I would been writing If'n I not been gone.
Blog 1:
THE TERRIBLE TWO
Sometimes when I wasn't telling kids to act harder I was playing with the nieces and nephew.
they are terrible

and cute
and sometimes terribly cute
(Ladies, please note: I am v. good with children, exspecially if I can hand them off when I am good an tired of 'em).
Blog 2:
SO MUCH IN LOVE WITH US ARE WE,
THAT YOU COULD LOVE YOU
AND I COULD LOVE
ME
ONE fine even'n I went to help Matt take pictures of his attractively betrothed brother and sister. Behold the evidence (you might remember them from Hot Lava):




I think the last is my favorite, but hardly a great portrait.
-M.S. (middlescript) I took these all with a point and shoot. This is not really bragable, I am just sayin' (Matt had the fancypants camera).
the next day: more time in the studio

Blog 3:
CROQUET IS OQUET
Our family traditionally plays croquet on Memorial day and Labor day. Traditionally I win ('cause of how good I am). I won't tell you who won this year, but I will tell you this, it was a total fluke. Fortunately it left me free to capture the whimsy.
BEHOLD THE WHIMSY:




But I ain't sayin' a thing 'bout who won.
But after that I had to go back out to the studio to rock out a bit.

More later....
maybe.
So I been gone for a bit. Mostly I been doin' this:
Blog 1:
THE TERRIBLE TWO
Sometimes when I wasn't telling kids to act harder I was playing with the nieces and nephew.
they are terrible
and cute
Blog 2:
SO MUCH IN LOVE WITH US ARE WE,
THAT YOU COULD LOVE YOU
AND I COULD LOVE
ME
ONE fine even'n I went to help Matt take pictures of his attractively betrothed brother and sister. Behold the evidence (you might remember them from Hot Lava):
I think the last is my favorite, but hardly a great portrait.
-M.S. (middlescript) I took these all with a point and shoot. This is not really bragable, I am just sayin' (Matt had the fancypants camera).
the next day: more time in the studio
Blog 3:
CROQUET IS OQUET
Our family traditionally plays croquet on Memorial day and Labor day. Traditionally I win ('cause of how good I am). I won't tell you who won this year, but I will tell you this, it was a total fluke. Fortunately it left me free to capture the whimsy.
BEHOLD THE WHIMSY:
More later....
maybe.
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Signs of the Times
Sorry, I know I have some 'splaining to do. I haven't had a chance to regail with stories of chicken suits and circus circuses, but I have been busy.
I am again working on Signing Time! a pretty great show for kids, but it is currently taking up most of my time. Check it out www.signingtime.com. I have been working on the show since episode 7 and we are currently in production for a whole lot more.
but one day, one day I will show more pictures of chicken suits.
sincerely,
Damian
I am again working on Signing Time! a pretty great show for kids, but it is currently taking up most of my time. Check it out www.signingtime.com. I have been working on the show since episode 7 and we are currently in production for a whole lot more.
but one day, one day I will show more pictures of chicken suits.
sincerely,
Damian
Friday, April 20, 2007
Guat do you guant from me?
so I've been in Guatemala also.
I went with this guy. We are working on the next episodes of Acts of God.
We filmed a really neat organization that is teaching self-reliance in cooperation with the church.

Here are some more pictures.




I hope the next post will be less heavyhanded and more gladhanded. Here is a teaser:
Here are some more pictures.
I hope the next post will be less heavyhanded and more gladhanded. Here is a teaser:
Hot Lava
I went to Lava Hot Springs with some friends both old and new (the name sounds better when you call it "Hot Lava Springs"). We left on Friday and It involved some driving. How about some pictures of that?
okay:
As you can see, we left pretty late, so there were no rooms left at the hot lava, so we kept on driving, and driving and driving until we got to Idaho Falls.
We didn't stay for the falls, but we did stay for the gas-tanks-that-look-like-soda-pop cans, so which I think counts for something.
A lot of the trip felt like this:
But sometimes we went to thrift stores in Blackfoot, and in the end we did take a dip in the hot lava.
thanks for the memories guys.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Acts of God

Some of you know that I have been out trotting some globe this last year (because of how much I like to brag), making a documentary about natural disaster and the humanitarian aid department of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. The doc has grown from an hour long special to a four part series. We just put the finishing touches on the first two episodes "A Time of Need" and "A Willing Heart" respectively. They are going to air in between sessions of LDS General conference and at a few other times as well:
I'd love you folks to take a gander
Check out our unofficial trailer (we don't have the rights to the music) here:
www.kinetopictures.com
We will soon be replacing it with our OFFICIAL trailer with some beautiful music written for us by one Mister Josh Aker.

BYU Television - BYU's national cable network (Comcast channel 21 in Utah, this station is also available on most national cable and satelitte networks under the name BYUTV).
Saturday, March 31
noon #101 "A Time Of Need"(between general conference sessions)
Sunday, April 1
noon #102 "A Willing Heart"(between general conference sessions)
4:30 pm #101 "A Time Of Need"
5:00 pm #102 "A Willing Heart"
Tuesday, May 8, 7:00 and 10:00 pm, #101 "A Time Of Need"
15, 7:00 and 10:00 pm, #102 "A Willing Heart"
22, 7:00 and 10:00 pm, #103 "My Brother's Keeper"
29, 7:00 and 10:00 pm, #104
KBYU-TV (channel 11 in Salt Lake and Provo)
Sunday, April 1
6:00 #101 "A Time Of Need"
6:30 #102 "A Willing Heart"
Monday, March 19, 2007
Words to your moms
I think this blog needs to take a new direction. I write only every so-often. Clearly this is not sufficient to stave off office boredom. So I want to put it up for discussion:
More photos?
Drawings? a Sketchblog?
taco reviews?
TV reviews?
I am going to need a little help here, because I don't have very many witty things left to say (except a few jokes about leprechauns that I am working on, but I may have to wait until next St. Patty's day).
More photos?
Drawings? a Sketchblog?
taco reviews?
TV reviews?
I am going to need a little help here, because I don't have very many witty things left to say (except a few jokes about leprechauns that I am working on, but I may have to wait until next St. Patty's day).
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Pro Blo
My friend was telling me about a professional blogger. Which of course led me to wonder what that guy does when he is supposed to be working.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Jim
I went to the Jim last night (I have decided that if I call the Gym, "Jim" perhaps we will become friends). It was the first time I had ever been to a Jim. Did you know that they have machines that help you run in place!?!?! Walking into a Jim for your first time is embarrassing. But I am not quite sure why. I think that people will know that I don't know what I am doing here and laugh at my lack of exercises. Also, what does one wear? If I am going to do exercise, I usually wear my crappiest clothes (like that time when I did a push-up, I wore my TMBG shirt with the stretched out collar and sweatpants, but who wears sweatpants in public?). I thought to pay it no-nevermind, but driving up I had the thought, "What will these people think of me, these are people that CARE about how they look, and manifest it by doing unpleasant things, repeatedly (reps) to make themselves look better."
What I found is that all cultural norms are out the window inside a Jim. So far I don't know all the rules yet, but "no eye contact" seems to be an important one. I find this to be a rather difficult one though. Usually, upon meeting someone, I like to touch my eyeball to theirs. It is an intimate handshake, and nothing can bind you to someone like shared ocular fluid.
Anyway, they frown on that sort of thing there.
So I ran in place for about half an hour and thought about the exchange of commerce that had taken place*:
Me: "Hey I would like to run in place"
Jim: "Well that is going to cost you."
Me:"How much?"
Jim:"More than is comfortable"
Me:"Well maybe I will just run in place at home, that seems to be pretty free."
Jim:"Well at home do you have TV while you run in place?"
Me:"yeah"
Jim:"But we have MANY tv's, all with closed captioning. You can watch David Letterman, while scanning the news AND listen to your ipod."
Me:"My ipod got stoled in Guatemala, haven't you been reading my blog?"
Jim:"Sorry, I don't read blogs, I lift them repeatedly and in different motions to target different muscle groups. But that is beside the point. Why don't you give me lots of money so you can come here and run in place."
Me:"I am not so sure."
Jim:"Listen, as an added benefit I will have a lot of people come in here with big muscles so that you feel more awkward. I can also arrange to have a guy that looks way more out of shape then you run next to you on the treadmill, but here is the kicker. When you are done running, he will just keep on running and running, so you will know how far behind you are."
Me:"Okay, I am listening."
Jim:"And just for you, you can now have a newfound sense of guilt, when you are sitting around, doing nothing (you usually call this "enjoying life") you can now feel guilty. Here I will give you a freebee: 'You know, you should really work out more'"
Me:"I remember when a girl said that to me once. Good times!"
Jim:"Well you really should, especially if you want girls to want you for you 'bod'.'"
Me: "Do people still say 'bod'?"
Jim: "Some people. (Gym people)."
Me:"Well I have one more question. Will they allow me to wear my white fleshy legs while I run in place."
Jim:"We kind of expect it."
Me:"SOLD!!!"
*This exchange didn't actually take place. My awesome company bought us all corporate passes (for a reasonable rate, I might add). Everyone in the world seems to be working out these days, so I thought I would join them.
What I found is that all cultural norms are out the window inside a Jim. So far I don't know all the rules yet, but "no eye contact" seems to be an important one. I find this to be a rather difficult one though. Usually, upon meeting someone, I like to touch my eyeball to theirs. It is an intimate handshake, and nothing can bind you to someone like shared ocular fluid.
Anyway, they frown on that sort of thing there.
So I ran in place for about half an hour and thought about the exchange of commerce that had taken place*:
Me: "Hey I would like to run in place"
Jim: "Well that is going to cost you."
Me:"How much?"
Jim:"More than is comfortable"
Me:"Well maybe I will just run in place at home, that seems to be pretty free."
Jim:"Well at home do you have TV while you run in place?"
Me:"yeah"
Jim:"But we have MANY tv's, all with closed captioning. You can watch David Letterman, while scanning the news AND listen to your ipod."
Me:"My ipod got stoled in Guatemala, haven't you been reading my blog?"
Jim:"Sorry, I don't read blogs, I lift them repeatedly and in different motions to target different muscle groups. But that is beside the point. Why don't you give me lots of money so you can come here and run in place."
Me:"I am not so sure."
Jim:"Listen, as an added benefit I will have a lot of people come in here with big muscles so that you feel more awkward. I can also arrange to have a guy that looks way more out of shape then you run next to you on the treadmill, but here is the kicker. When you are done running, he will just keep on running and running, so you will know how far behind you are."
Me:"Okay, I am listening."
Jim:"And just for you, you can now have a newfound sense of guilt, when you are sitting around, doing nothing (you usually call this "enjoying life") you can now feel guilty. Here I will give you a freebee: 'You know, you should really work out more'"
Me:"I remember when a girl said that to me once. Good times!"
Jim:"Well you really should, especially if you want girls to want you for you 'bod'.'"
Me: "Do people still say 'bod'?"
Jim: "Some people. (Gym people)."
Me:"Well I have one more question. Will they allow me to wear my white fleshy legs while I run in place."
Jim:"We kind of expect it."
Me:"SOLD!!!"
*This exchange didn't actually take place. My awesome company bought us all corporate passes (for a reasonable rate, I might add). Everyone in the world seems to be working out these days, so I thought I would join them.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Trials
Trials always make us stronger, especially if it is a "Time Trial" that you have to work-out a bunch for.
(Although this is not necessarily the case if it is a murder trial and you spend a lot of time in your jail cell or sitting next to your lawyer while he whispers things into your ear. Unless he is whispering things like "you need to workout more")
so the moral of this story is that I am going to get a membership to a gym,
and never go (other than the first time).
(Although this is not necessarily the case if it is a murder trial and you spend a lot of time in your jail cell or sitting next to your lawyer while he whispers things into your ear. Unless he is whispering things like "you need to workout more")
so the moral of this story is that I am going to get a membership to a gym,
and never go (other than the first time).
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
kist
So I was at a party t'other day (as is my wont) and a young fellow pointed out a problem with the Sunkist(tm) brand beverage, more specifically, their packaging to whit:
The label doesn't actually say "Sunkist" it says "Sinkist". Really, he was right, it says SINkist right on the can. I dare you to find a "u" therein. The "i" is even dotted (by an errant splash of deliciousness). Before any of you righteous get oe'r offended (as is your wont betimes). I thought I would point out that we are perfectly okay with the last part spelling "kissed" as "kist". We have been accepting this for years and have said naught but "neh".
Then I walk into Taco Bell (I know, I know) and notice that you can get some sort of extreme "stuft" burrito. With all of this text msg-ingI think we are slowly evolving towards a race of people with naught but opposable thumbs. How ironic, those same phalanges that separate us from the beast will soon be our only finger.
thumbs up.
So I don't know where to take the rest of this joke. I thought I could take it to a diatribe about how it is Valentime again and I don't got nobody to love. But this is not really a depressing thought, not as depressing as the textual illiteracy that is besetting our nation.
Actually, this has not been that great of a month for a lot of reasons. How can I count the ways? Well, it started off with my Mother's cancer diagnosis, and progressed through my hearing loss and subsequent MRI where there was a chance that I had a tumor in my brain that caused some permanent hearing loss. I spent an hour alone in a large magnetic tube with no one to hold my ankle. Then my good friend's brother was kidnapped in Iraq, then just last week I was robbed in Guatemala where they not only stole my laptop, my camera and my ipod, but they also got my sketchbook, all of my personal photos from last year, and my notes from the documentary I am currently working on. Oh yeah, they also stole about $50,000 worth of Camera and gear for our documentary. So it has kind of been a crummy month. But here is the thing.
Are you ready for the thing?
Okay here is the thing (as promised)
It looks like the insurance should cover our camera. My homeowners insurance is going to cover most of my personal possessions that were stolen. My buddy's brother, Will, is now safe and sound with family and I didn't have a tumor. My mother's tumor is responding incredibly well to chemo and has very good outlook for a long term recovery. On top of that there are easily half-dozens of people that love me, or at least like me. PLUS with my job I get to go to places like Guatemala. I have a job doing the type of stuff I like to do. I have (more than) plenty to eat, a house, fine roommates who are both pleasant, enjoyable as well as much more tidy than I am. Also, my friend Emily made me a fantastic scarf as consolation. I am wearing it right now (while I write this, not while you read this, at least probably not while you read this).
On top of that, I have eaten some really delicious cookies this month.
So on top of all of that I have been to third world countries where I have been able to see and meet people, who in their best year can only envy my worst.
So to sum this up in the most saccharine way possible. I have plenty to complain about, but really I have no business complaining that this Valentine's day I haven't been kist, especially since all year long I have already been so thoroughly blest.
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