Sean is a Genius

Scott’s little brother should be given $150,000,000 to make movies. I Just ran into him on the bus and he explained his vision for a Star Wars Action movie: not like that slow-moving Episode One, no! Sean wouldn’t break up the lightsaber duels with all that other stuff!

Highlights would include:

  • The dark jedi whose entire body is cybernetic…. except the head! After all his mechanical limbs get severed, the head pops off and quickly slithers into a giant robot.
  • The separated twins!! Siamese twins who were split at birth, one is EVIL and has a cyborg right side, while the other is GOOD and just uses the Force to fill out his left sleeve and pants-leg. Of course they fight! Bad Jedi:” Ha, I chopped of your cybernetic arm! Hey, what the–? There was nothing there!”
  • The rooftop fight scene between two martial-arts Jedi! Only, the two are each on separate rooftops a half-mile apart, glaring at each other across the gap and fighting via the power of the Force! Cut to the good guy, wrestling with thin air. Cut to the bad guy, wrestling with thin air. Pan. Close-up. Echoey telepathic trash-talk, his lips not moving.

Is this not Genius? Seriously — imagine this, made into a straight faced $100M Hollywood production. And imagine the night of the premier:

Audience: Hahahaha! Whoo!

Sean: Why do they keep laughing?

And the awards ceremony:

M.C.: And I present director Vandehey with this award for the highest-grossing movie of the season, his camp masterpiece, Star Wars Action!

Sean: [gnashing teeth] “Camp?”

To be fair, he has a high appreciation for trash movies like Godzilla, so he’s not entirely unselfconscious — BUT THEN AGAIN, how self-conscious are any of the traditional Godzilla movies?!? Aha — Lunacy trumps irony! It’s the unintentional honesty — the unintentional honesty of the completely out-of-control artist — that makes it work! NYES! Excellent!

At any rate, I would definitely pay $7.50 to see a Sean Vandehey-directed film.

Sean has a website at nyarlo.net but there’s no concept art there… it’s about Gundam toys and stuff.

Submarine Dream

I just remembered a crazy dream I had last night. My brother Sean and I had found a submarine. Not one of the huge nuclear powered ones, but one of the smaller two-person subs, like you see in the movie the Abyss. I was back in NE Portland, and the streets had flooded to about 10 feet deep, which didn’t bother us at all, because we were tooling around in our submarine. It was awesome. I remember later in the dream walking around (apparently the flood had receded?) with an old high school friend and bragging about my submarine.

Portfolio

I got my portfolio all updated today. The itch to redesign all my personal sites has been hitting me again lately. I found a good design online and pretty much stole it wholesale for my portfolio site. I would feel bad about it on any other site, but since all the content on that site is designs that I’ve done, I don’t mind that the framework is based on another site. It’s funny how much of design is outright copying. You put your own twist on it, and call it an homage, and you’re good to go! Anyway, check it out when you get a chance. I also reworked this site a little. Nothing major, I just put all the entries from 1999 in a subdirectory to keep things cleaner.

Portfolio v1

We’ve been watching a lot of movies lately. I saw American Pie, which was really funny, but also really hard to watch. Some of the scenes just make you cringe. I rented Iron Giant and ended up keeping it an extra night so I could watch it with Annie. It’s amazing. What a great movie. It’s really not a kid’s movie, and besides, nothing tops a 100-foot-tall robot pretending to be Superman. I’m also going to see Supernova this weekend with my brother Sean. We both think it’ll be fun, but just in case it sucks we want to go with someone we can taunt the movie with.

I’m broke again. I think it’s my own fault, and not the bank’s, but after new year’s, I’m not sure. Either way, it means no buying a new coat or visiting Fry’s until payday. sigh.

Before I went broke, though, I thought I had lots of money and bought the expansion pack for Half-Life, and it’s great! It’s almost as good a game as the original. I’m totally into it right now, and it’s going to be hard to not neglect my schoolwork in favor of playing it.

I am Superman

“I am, I am Superman, and I can do anything.”
– REM, I think

Oog. Dead Week. It sucks. The end of the term, when suddenly you become painfully aware of just how much work you have to accomplish and just how little time you have to do it in. A week full of nights with 3 hours of sleep, caffeinated beverages, and occasional breaks to watch Star Trek and X-Files just to relieve your brain of thinking for a bit. The kind of week where you call your girlfriend and you’re so braindead that you just sit, and say nothing to each other because you can’t think of anything other than the exact details of the life of the average peasant in 13th century England. But the best part is that neither one of you minds, because its reassuring just to share a few minutes, even in silence.

I downloaded the new version of ICQ the other night, when I should have been working, and I like it. It’s got all sorts of new toys worked in, like the ability to send color messages. That’s great. I need more toys. I like buttons and knobs and dials and switches. The more the better. If they have to put on extra buttons that do the same thing as another buttons somewhere else, that’s fine by my. I feel the same way about pockets. You can’t have too many.

Hee hee… I just spellchecked this… and it tried to replace “braindead” with “brandied”. My spell checker is verbing.

I was at Annie’s house, and I realized that I had left a note on Dave’s door 7 weeks ago, saying “I can see you perfectly through my rifle scope.” It was a reference to some joke we had been telling that weekend. I can’t remember the joke. I still laughed at it, because I remembered it being funny, but I couldn’t repeat the joke to you… It’s lost… Maybe my brain is full.

I think this is short attention span theater. I’ve been working all day writing short term papers and now I’m burned out on proper grammar and logical sentence constructions and stuff. You get the flotsam and jetsam of my brain. Which is what this is all about, really.

A few months ago, KT was playing Diablo at our apartment. Now the other week, I just got Annie reading a comic book (the Maxx!). I think I’m a bad influence on people. I’m spreading my geek-ness around.

I realized that it’s hereditary. My family sat down to eat dinner at a nice restaurant in Seattle (with Annie) and Sean ordered yakisoba. When the plate of noodles arrived, my dad looks at it, and then looks at Sean and says “look, Sean, they brought you a plate of Gak!”, and we all chuckled. All of us, my mom, dad, Sean and Ryan, and me… Annie might have too, but I don’t think she caught the Star Trek reference. So it runs in the family. Chromosome 40K – The Star Trek Gene…

My tax return got here today. It rocks to get a check in the mail. :) I’m going to buy a coat, pay my parents off, get a Monster card for my computer and maybe a CD burner.

Blah Blah Blah. The End.