Just heard that Dom DeLuise died yesterday (Monday). I really loved him as an actor. Such a loss to the world now that he’s gone.
Here’s my tribute to Dom…
“Make ‘Em Laugh” was basically Dom’s motto. I couldn’t think of any words that would be adequate enough to illustrate how terrific as an actor, and human being, he was. As I was watching ‘Singing in the Rain,’ I immediately thought of Dom when Donald O’Connor started to sing this.
Rest in Peace, Dom. You’ll never be forgotten. And I will always love you as Urgo (only SG1 fans would get that).
Wow, it has been ages since I’ve posted here! I can’t believe how long it’s been. Let’s see what’s been going on…
I am doing the Script Frenzy thing that NaNoWriMo does in April. As the title suggests, it is when you have a month to write a 100 page script. So far, I’m on page 40, which is really good if you think about it. I came up with a title, called Abandon All Hope, based off of Dante’s ‘Inferno.’ Here is the text that I used to base my script off of:
Through me you pass into the city
of woe:
Through me you pass into eternal
pain:
Through me among the people lost
for aye.
Justice the founder of my fabric
mov’d:
To rear me was the task of power
divine,
Supremest wisdom, and primeval
love.
Before me things create were none,
save things
Eternal, and eternal I endure.
Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.
I love that verse. It is from ‘The Inferno.’ I changed the last line to make it fit with the movie title.
You should be able to get the general feel of my idea for the movie. All hope is abandoned, yadda yadda. It is based in the future, December 21, 2012 and aliens come to destroy the world as we know it. That is all I’m going to say because I don’t want someone to steal my idea.
Lets see…what else has happened…OH! There is a good possibility that I broke my ankle a few months back and I didn’t know it. I know, right? How would you not know that you broke your ankle? Well, it must have been a tiny bone, so I could have gone on with my life without knowing.
It was stupid how I did it, too. I was training in martial arts, kicking a punching bag. There was a guy in front of me that kicked it up right when I went to kick it. I couldn’t stop my foot and WHAM! I hit it full force. If I did it properly, I would have busted up my shin (probably get a techno colored bruise) and would be fine now. But, I didn’t. And I hit it full force. The punching bag didn’t move a bit, which just made it worse. So, now, I have to wait for the doctor to have an opening for me so I can get it checked out.
I don’t regret doing it, though. I love martial arts, and I miss it terribly. I haven’t been able to go for a few months (for health reasons) so, now, I’m out of shape. I’m working on getting back into shape, but it is hard because of my ankle. And, what is so funny is this: Because of my ankle, I have to accommodate for it, which is hurting my hip. Then I have to accommodate for that, which is really hurting my back, and that is connected to my neck. You know the song, “…the leg bone is connected to the hip bone…” yadda yadda? Never seen it in work like I do now.
Lets see…I think that’s pretty much it! I have to go back to work on my script before I loose this idea of mine.
I hope that everyone had a blessed Easter.
Okay, sorry, I just HAD to post that. I love that picture!
I just wanted to thank everyone for voting for me at Ajana. It means a lot to me, believe it or not. I am now in the finals, and soon to be onto the semi-finals. Come check back here for more info next week!
So, everybody dance now!
On a darker note, here is a new poem that I am writing. It is called ‘The Black Hand of Justice’ inspired by Within Temptation’s ‘Hand of Sorrow.’ Enjoy!! ((Remember! It is a work in progress!))
Picture done by me!
The Black Hand of Justice
What is man,
But a selfish race dying for revenge? A whisking willow,
A dying Hindu.
Mayhap a man dies cold and alone,
Or the rains accompany him to Hell? A sinister child,
A butchered dog.
Turn your head into the wind, Michiko,
You must not eat the blood. Thump in the night,
Break your bone.
Why do you cry?
Do you cry me tiny tears of silver? Sing me a lullaby,
I cannot sleep ((ever, ever sleep)).
Ho, hum, you know? Ever had one of those days? Just ho, hum? Well, that’s how I’ve been feeling today, yesterday, and the day before that, etc, etc.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not trying to complain. It is just so…ANNOYING! I’ve been trying to be creative with anything. A.N.Y.T.H.I.N.G. I’ve whipped out the good ol’ faithful: The pen and paper. But the only words that I managed to get was, “Once upon a time…”
I tried to draw something, but nothing. Just starred at it. It was hours ago and I still remember that darn piece of paper as if it were just a few minutes ago.
I even tried playing with True!!! GAH!!! Once again…nothing! I feel so crappy too, because I haven’t been playing with her lately. I promised her that I would try to get into that contest for the Carnegie Hall thing, and I’ve broken that promise. Talk about feeling rotten, you know? But, hey, she understands.
So, what does one do when they are in a creative slump? Write something like this. Yes, that’s right. Pathetic, right?
So, ho, hum. Hum, ho. Hooy, ho, hum.
Oh, hey! Look!! BSG is on!! Gotta go!!!!
Oh, by the way, I have come up with a new idea for a book (Thanks to Mandy Patinkin in Dead Like Me). Maybe that’s why I haven’t had a creative streak lately…I’ve been coming up with ideas for books.
