May
28
Up on Kite Hill in Gas Works Park.
Seattle.
May
21
Winter Classic 2012
I posted about how my last trip to Philly was the best trip ever. Here’s the video I shot of our pond hockey tournament. On a purely personal level, this is a serious contender for my favorite movie I’ve ever made. I shot the shit out of this thing, and I think I captured the weekend, and our 15+ year friendship, better than I could have ever imagined. I love these guys and I’m glad I made this trip to the pond. Can’t wait for next year.
May
19
Changes
If a few years ago you were to tell me that I’d be up at 7:00am on a Saturday, not hungover, and the only thing I wanted to do that day was run 5.2 miles while listening to NPR’s TED Talks, I’d tell you to go die somewhere.
I do believe people can change. It might take some time, and it has to come from an honest place inside, but it can happen.
May
14
You + Me and The End of the World
This is a Channel 101 show that I shot and edited with Ryan and Jim that I don’t think I ever posted.
Production still from You + Me and End of the World.
I Turn Thirty Next Year…
“Nah man, we’re just getting old…” - Me about three times a week
I turned 29 last week and it couldn’t have come at a more appropriate time. The night before, my roommate and I yelled at some kids cutting in line at a movie theater and after seeing them again in the theater, referred to them as “the shitheads that cut in front of us,” thereby hopefully instilling a childhood memory about the time some old dude called “Jeff” a shithead at Avengers 1.
My mom recently told me that I’ve been fifty since I was ten, meaning I’ve always had an older mentally. Maybe it was being mature at a young age, or maybe it was because she never saw me be a drunk mess in college, that gave off the sense that I was older than I actually was. Most of the time in high school people assumed I was older than I was, often thinking I was a senior from another school and not just a freshman at the Max Rose party of all parties.
But then recently I actually became older. I can vividly remember the time I nearly hit a kid in my car and yelled, “You stupid kids” and instantly knew that “You” actually meant “Not me,” and that I was on the other side of understanding what it’s like to not have responsibility again (considering I just had to spellcheck “responsibility” might make me reconsider).
I have wholeheartedly embraced getting older. I think it’s wonderful. All the dumb shit that used to worry me wouldn’t last ten seconds in my new brain. What if I don’t know anyone there? Fuck it, then they won’t know me. What if no one likes me? Fuck em, I know I’ve got great friends that do like me. What if she doesn’t call me back? Fuck her, it wouldn’t have worked out anyway then. Growing older means growing up, which means the little things stay little.
But I’ve noticed that a lot of people I know are having a hard time getting older. They can’t party as hard as they used to, can’t get reckless like they once could, and spend so much time worrying that they are becoming irrelevant. And to these people I have two words for you: Fuck you. That’s right, fuck you for complaining that you are almost thirty. Fuck you for complaining about living. Fuck you for wishing you were dead already. Growing older is a privilege, not a right. You and I do not get any sympathy for almost being thirty. Nick and Kyle and Justin and Joey and so many others didn’t get a chance to be this old. Be grateful you made it. Be grateful you are alive. (Oh, and clean up your car. You’re almost thirty for Christ’s sake)
So yeah, I’m not going to “have made it” by twenty four like I once dreamed of. I’m not going to be on any 30 Under 30 list (unless my hamburger earmuffs idea really take off!) and occasionally I have to bitch slap these young kids and their handheld 7d’s back into place sometimes, but overall, I’m pretty happy with what I’ve done in these twenty nine years. I’ve taken care of my family when they’ve needed me, I’ve made stuff I’m really proud of, and I’ve got the best friends in the entire world that help and encourage me in every aspect of my life. And you’re saying that I should be upset that I might be lucky enough to do this for another year? Well fuck me then because turning thirty sounds like an awesome reward.
May
7
“All good things in life come after risk, uncertainty, fear, and a couple spoonfuls of panic and pain - it’s just a normal sign that you are evolving yourself. The people who let the fear keep them from DOING are the ones who sit around in their hometown playing xbox live — nothing scary about that at all. So they sit, they fester, and their dreams remain things that happen when they fall asleep, not things they spend their day pursuing.”
I just wrote that in an email and it seemed kind of smart. (via justin)
Proud I can say this guy came to my birthday.
May
5
At the Geffen, knowing the curator just lost his brother. Hours from being a year older, thinking I gotta start working even harder. Create more before it’s too late.
May
4
RIP MCA
If you want an hour long mix of dope Beastie Boys songs to celebrate the life of a wonderful musician, check out the J. Pitts Show Podcast Men of the Hour: The Beastie Boys.
It’s a few years old, but luckily their music is timeless.
May
3
An Ambassador of Sorts…
Me: “And what do you think of American boys now?”
German College Student: “American boys are the best.”
And that my friends, is how you win the hearts and minds of those that once opposed you.
I think about death and legacy a lot, always wondering if I’m doing everything I can to help others, show my appreciation to them, and to be the best version of myself that I can. And the more and more I learn about and experience life, I realize it’s the little things you do that can effect someone else’s, often times a complete stranger’s, life in such a profound way.
Reading how this one time Junior Seau let a chubby high school kid, who wasn’t even sure if he liked football, pancake him and give him the confidence to grow and eventually become a lineman for the Saints is pretty inspiring and indicative of how Seau lived his life. Occasionally we lose a great one, and the outpouring of these types of stories about Seau are proof of it.
(Via Deadspin.)
May
2
Racecar Bed: Reason 367 why I don’t, but should, get laid.
“Hey Jon, what’s sex with a girl like?” - Racecar Bed
Flint Eastwood - “Rewind” (Official Video)
Hey guys, I made another no-budget music video. Check it out. If you think of it, click it to 720 HD and wait for it to load. The 360p looks pretty crusty and it bums me out.
I was there for some of this shoot. You’ll see some recognizable faces in this super rad video that Dave made.
May
1
[Flash 10 is required to watch video]
Last summer, after a memorable Dodgers game, I got to talking about a dream I had where I was playing in a pick up game with friends. I was flying all over the court and throwing down tomahawk dunks like it was nobody’s business. A finger wag here, a Jordan shrug there - I was a master on the court. No one was safe from getting posterized.
Sadly, I had never dunked in real life. I brought this up to Willy who volunteered to help me accomplish this presumably unattainable goal.
“Just run and jump, I’ll catch you and lift you up. I used to do it all the time with my one friend.”
He made it seem so easy…
Earlier in the night I had tried to beat the Dodgers Stadium record of most hot dogs eaten in one inning (I got to 9 and felt sick) so I was a little weighed down but Willy never quit on me. My friends cheered me on as my belly full of beer and meat tried over and over again to slam it home.
Luckily Nikki recorded the whole thing and I can share it with you now.
Chase your dreams.
Have fun with your friends.
Don’t let anyone tell you that you’re not good enough to dunk.
Be happy.
Mike Karnell slammed dunked my pessimism away that night and I’m proud of him for it.
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