MOVEMENT AND TIMING

Be Good Or Be Gone Fionn Regan (UK)

If you happen to read this,
Rose was born.
Child actor-ess,
On the fifth day of the snow.

Be good or be gone,
Be good or be, be gone.

The range is stangering,
Movement and timing.
Frame by frame,
It did unfold.

Be good or be gone,
Be good or be, be gone.

I read to you on saturdays,
Museum has closed down.
Sell all your things,
At the end of the drive.

Be good or be gone,
Be good or be, be gone.

I have become,
An ariel view.
Of a coastal town,
That you once knew.

Be good or be gone,
Be good or be, be gone

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i just got finished cleaning out the whole house. i started a few days ago but now i’m down to the last stretch. i smell like Mr. Clean but it feels good to have a dust free house cleared of junk that accumulated over the years. i found lots of stuff i believed i lost or forgot i had! it was fun. i still threw it away. feels good to let go of material things in favor of making room for new things…and experiences.

i threw away lots of stuff…shoes, cd’s, kitchen junk, bathroom junk, computer junk, and donated the rest or plan to sell it. i still yet to clear out my studio which is full of music and video shit that i’m never going to use again. i have some books and records that i’ll probably gather to sell or donate. i hope to find my zippo lighter silver eagle belt buckle. i need that as a prop.

the new year approaches.

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i want to wish everyone sincere well wishes for the next year! i can’t be there with you, but toast to all of you! and smooches to all ye ladies! bros, ’slap ‘n’ knock!’ see you in the upcoming year! HAPPY 007!!!!

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i love you

NOTHING BUT A DEADLINE

Blue Honey Pop Levi (UK)

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i really need to get a haircut. i look like Pop Levi without the goat tee…and 50 lbs. heavier. frankly, i’m done looking like a vagrant. time to grow up a bit and get a barber cut. in fact, i’m wanton to sport like Bond. especially for the coming year. i’ve even chosen my gun, car, and wristwatch. i want to look like a young (older) man. time to get all GQ on all of you!

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the movie shoot is fast approaching. at first, i was gonna buckle and get nervous. but, i’ve decided to take it back to what i know and do best: DIY. i decided to scale back and not use as much lighting and will hold the cam myself. i’ve also decided to trim the crew down to only the best of the bunch. quality, not quantity. i’ve decided to humble it all down and not try to go for a million dollar production, since i don’t have a million. but, i can make it look like a million…especially if i get a haircut.

i’m not worried about the movie. no, not at all. i have an odd feeling that it will succeed on its own. now that i’ve accepted to do it all at the capacity i can realistically achieve, i’m sure that it will get done in true JOSELITO fashion. just believe in me meanwhile. i don’t need anything other than your sincere support. really.

THE DARKNESS UPON US

Neve Ridens Marco Parente (Italy)

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tonight is a ‘turning point’ for all on earth. please celebrate the darkness before the light! send love to the atmosphere for those who are cold, lonely, afraid, and destitute. meanwhile, revive and rejoice for all the things that have gone right and the unexpected pleasures of the past year. let’s move forward free of regrets.

Happy Hybernation!

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“Ho Ho Ho-selito!”

MAYBE I’M WRONG

Come Home Findlay Brown (UK)

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“when are you coming home?”

I SEE YOUR LOVELY TRAFFIC POSE

Baby C’mon Stephen Malkmus

With a thousand tiny terrors
No more weekend shares
Make it get away
Baby come on

If you give it to me timmy
I’m out here on a limb-y
I don’t need hideaways
Baby come on

well, half-way through my life
I flipped on internal bitch so
Tell it to me straight
Baby come on

And i know that the shapes are great
So i won’t hesitate
To leave it at the door
Baby come on

I see you’re under my diamond
I see you driving the winter shell

So you say that you’re too old to yell
But too young for hell
It’s not far away
Baby come on

If a life of tears cuts you down
You can sit around
I won’t make you stay
Baby, come on

I see your lovely traffic pose
I see you’re trailing what you’re good for

Baby come on
Baby come on
Baby come on
Baby come on, let me come

Baby come on
Baby come on
Baby come on

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look the part. easy.
be the part. sleazy.
say you will. easy.
lie some more. breezy.
turn the page. easy.
read the script. weezy.
fake the shot. easy.
shoot the fake. cheezy.
lose i.d. easy.
remedy. meezly.
sucker punch. easy.
self defense. queezy.
say you sing. easy.
sing a song. sheezy.
post a bill. easy.
show the skill. pleazy.
corner talk. easy.
in the ring. kneezy.
towel throw. easy.
win the foe. treazy.
take a bow. easy.
pat a back. weazly.
clean the mirror. easy.
cut the cake. bleezy.
pick a sword. easy.
pick a word. hmmm….

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i tried to say, “_______,” but the words got in the way.

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the plot thickens! xoxo

YOU’LL NEVER BE ALONE AGAIN

We Are Your Friends Justice vs. Simian (UK)

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“i don’t think you know what you want. i know what I want. i know i flaked on you once, but…whatever! (it was because ’she’ was involved). i don’t think this is the project for me. i love you. talk to you later.” ~ex-stella1

“after thinking about it, i decided to pass. i just don’t feel comfortable playing someone bisexual. i just don’t think it will help me. in fact, it might hurt me. but, i love you…and i want to work with you in the future.” ~ex-stella2

“i don’t want that bitch in this movie. she’s psycho!” ~ex-casting associate

“who’s involved? i need to know. i can’t have anything to do with certain people.” ~ex-stella3

“fuck that guy! you know what he did to ____? he fucking attacked her at a club in new york in front of all her friends! straight smacked her down! then ran back here only to freak out on me. he fucking broke into my house! straight climbed through the window and stole a drive that had all the _________ music in it! we were brothers for life and he goes and does that shit! fuck that guy.” ~ex-venom

“she’s a fucking freak! you want me to prove it? look at these text messages. i saved them all! she’s fucking stalking me! i’m telling you she’s the one crazy!” ~ex-cameo

“but they haven’t done anything bad to me directly. i know what you’re saying, but i wasn’t there…and they haven’t done anything that hurt me. so, i can’t judge them the same way. i hope you understand.” ~ex-nice guy

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“that’s your circle. those are the people you magnetize. maybe it’s time to change your vibe.” ~ex-enemy

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who’s side are you on? the far side.

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“the reason why i’m not worried is because i believe in you. i’ve seen your work and i think you’ll pull this all off good! don’t worry. it’ll all come together.” ~friend.

“if it gets down to the wire and you still need help with make-up, let me know.” ~friend

“i can totally make time for you. let me know what i can do.” ~friend

“this is exactly what i need right now.” ~friend

“she graduated in film several years ago! you should call her.” ~old friend

“send me the script and maybe i can get some pros for you.” ~multiple friends

“how much do you want?” ~crazy sponsor

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the only people that truly have been sincere and unconditionally helpful are those that everyone else talks shit about. strange.

I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYES

L’amour Made In Taiwan Sir Alice (France)

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i have an uncanny ability
to make things out of nothing
and turn things into nothing if need be.
i know who my allies are
and my enemies have fallen for my disguise.
yes, i have enemies, and i know who they are.
they think i’m an ally.
and they’ll talk and talk as if they have won.
when all along they had none.
i’m a spy without a gun
just a wig and a mask
and a secret task.

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“you must be the token asian guy?”

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transformers…more than meets the eye.

YEA, EVERYTHING WILL BE OK

Sunday Sia (Australia)

For those who’ve slept
For those who’ve kept
Themselves jacked up
How Jesus wept
Sunday
Sunday

For those in need
For those who speed
For those who try to slow their minds with weed
Sunday
Sunday

For those who wake
With a blind headache
Who must be still
Who will sit and wait
For sunday, to be monday

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination run away

For those with guilt
For those who wilt
Under pressure
No tears over spilt milk
Sunday
Sunday

Sunday
Sunday

Sunday
Sunday

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination runaway

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination runaway

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the other night, i was at my company christmas dinner party and wished you were right next to me.

everyone was dressed dapper and flapper. all the tables and chairs were covered with black satin which made it difficult to move around but easy to hide stuff. all the tables were decorated with lillies and chocolates but each of them with a picture of classic hollywood stars like humphrey bogart, rita hayward, shirley temple, clark gable, and the likes. i looked for fred astaire or a young mickey rooney but to no avail. we sat at marilyn monroe’s table.

someone dressed as charlie chaplin and that guy ran around with rubber chickens bugging everyone. it was a casino theme and we each got a raffle ticket that we can either turn in for chips or keep in the raffle. somehow, i got two raffle tickets. later, i realized the coworker next to me didn’t have one. he was already tipsy feeling bummed it was too late and his beautiful wife was urging he get one before they start but it was too late. i decided to give him one of mine. that ticket won. the prize was a $__ gift card to best buy. we were all cheers! but the couple felt bad. i told them ‘merry christmas!’ and to enjoy it. he swore to buy me a gift. that was nice.

i brought a friend who i thought would have fun and she did. she told me later that she likes going to weddings and company parties cuz it’s interestingly fun. weird. =P meanwhile, i wished you were there. they had a blackjack table, roulette, dice games and shit! i don’t gamble but i know you probably love that shit. it wasn’t the same cuz we weren’t really losing anything. isn’t that the thrill?

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the movie is churning along but i’m having to do holiday stuff between three projects and work while keeping myself creatively busy. it’s not easy. i need others to step up but it’s vacation already. i feel bad asking people for stuff so i try to do it all myself. meanwhile, ku is trying to get me to train oyama karate with him so that i don’t become a lame dad. it might be a good idea. plus, i started smoking again secretly. i should stop. i promised ku i’d stop after that night when he got real scared and didn’t want me to smoke anymore.

“daddy, that’s why you’re fat. if you keep smoking you starting getting real fat and you start to float up to the sky all the way to outer space…DADDY, I DON’T WANT YOU TO GO TO OUTERSPACE!”

“i won’t go to outer space. i promise.”

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death cab for cutie on the radio. separating laundry. vacuum the place. fix hair. go to nisa sample sale.

OH YEA! NISA SF IS HAVING A SAMPLE SALE! SHE-BIBLE AND A BUNCH OF OTHER PEOPLE. THE SUN CAME OUT SO GO DOWN THERE ON 19TH AND GUERRERO. GO GET SOME PASTRIES AT CAFE TARTINE AND BUY SOME CLOTHES FOR YOUR LOVIES INCLUDING YOURSELF.

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lots of friends are going through it. i’v been sad about the whole kim family incident. seems like lots of stuff going bad. just want to remind everyone that everything will be ok. just hold steady and be strong. i love you and everything will be ok. i promise.

GONNA FUCK UP YOUR EGO

Le Disko Shiny Toy Guns

Hello little boys, little toys
We’re the dreams you’re believing
Crawling up the walls
Running down your face
Razor sharp, razor clean
Feel the weapon’s sensation
On your back…
With loaded guns

B-section
Now hold onto me pretty baby
If you want to fly
I’m gonna melt the fever sugar
Rolling back your eyes

Chorus
We’re gonna ride the race cars
We’re gonna dance on fire
We’re the girls Le Disko
Supersonic overdrive

V2
So what’s it gonna take?
Silver shadow believer….
Spock rocker with your dirty eyes
It’s a chance gonna move
Gonna fuck up your ego
Silly boy gonna make you cry

Bridge
If what they say is true…
You’re a boy – and I’m a girl
I will never fall in love with you

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boy meets girl
girl winks at boy
boy bonks like mad
girl screams, “oi! oi!”
boy winks at girl
girl meets boy
boy screams, “oi! oi!”
girl bonks like mad

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lies.

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everyone have fun partyin’ it up this weekend. all kinds of good shows. lots of bouncin’ around. i’m in write mode. must…lock…script.

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“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept.” ~Ansel Adams

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who needs a good pounding??

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xox

NO EXPECTATIONS, NO DEMANDS

Rain Down Love Freemasons

Same thing, sunshine
Got change on my mind
I can’t say it’s alright
‘Cause I need a cloudburst in my life

Thunder-showers
When love flowers
Baby, it’s alright
To just get soaking wet tonight

No expectation, no demands
Just know my heart is in your hands
You got the power in control
Oh oh oh

Let it rain down love, heavenly storm
Just what I’m searching for
Let it rain down love
Can’t touch the ground
Baby just let your love rain down…

Make it just pour
Break it, let it storm
Shake me to my core
‘Cause I need a hurricane for sure

No expectations, no demands
Just know my heart is in your hands
You got the power in control
Oh oh oh

Let it rain down love, heavenly storm
Just what I’m searching for
Let it rain down love
Can’t touch the ground
Baby just let your love rain down…

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i’m excited. the meeting today went off the hook. not everyone was there but the primary cast all showed up. well, except beau, the guy to play venom. he called and we talked about it so it was alright. he’s moving to LA. which means i have to pay for a ticket to get him up here and shoot. the thing is, he’s worth it. he intends to be a pop actor and move down to LA to do it, like he should, with a striped green belt in film, theater, and print. good. that’s good. plus, he did a fucking awesome job in the last flick. that’s the one that’s on my frontside NEXT STOP (which beau mistakenly titled LAST STOP on his resume). it’s a COLLECTIVISION movie.

kari, an actress i’ve worked on two COLLECTIVISION movies with, will also join the cast. i intend to write a whole open mic scene at the cafe venom meets medusa. in that scene, we showcase an angry militant young pinay/chicana poet talking about being inlove with a married man, a mike myers / kanye west woman announcer, a beautiful acoustic guitar and voice performance (that will permeate during medusa and venom’a conversation), and a reading by J.T. Leroy.

i’ve also added a scene that follows persephone on her secret decadent lifestyle. her backstory will be revealed there. she doesn’t have lots of lines…but she’ll have lots of “lines.” i might change her to be attracted to tron’s yay and not tron’s wow.

medusa will transform too. i have the prettiest irish (or scottish??) princess play her. she had a big rock on her wedding finger this time she came. she also announced it slightly too when she offered her husband as a musician. i think that’s awesome. she’ll have fun with this one since it’s completely character for her. to make things worse, i’ve decided to make medusa a burlesque queen. her character matures. tron matures with her. aesop likes tron, but not. aesop and persephone bond as family.

venom and persephone find each other in the end. they settle for each other. they argue but they also love each other. they will choose to stay together. they have a connection.

i found scarlett. her name is mia and she is a unique pretty. i met her today and i was real impressed with how naturally pretty she is. she’s little and have real beautiful tattoos of flowers on her chest. on her right arm, she got a tattoo of an open bbq grill with burgers and shit! LOL! she’s down to do what it takes to get the shot. she’s even calling her catering friends too! fucking awesome. i only wish the best for this girl.*

stella is in magazines. she’s happy and young. mischievous but she’s sharp. free. and not cheap.

*she reminds me of kitty

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i got the blues documentary post sound gig! i met with the producer today and he handed me files of Morgan Freeman to clean up. this will be good for the resume for sure. plus, i can’t wait to work on that shit! everyone just got done listening to him on March Of The Penguins so i better do a good fucking job! oh shit. now i’m scared.

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the faint last night was FUCKING INSANE!!!! camel, the main sponsors, gave away 1000 more tickets than capacity. i’ve never seen mezannine packed like that! at one point, i was jumping up and down but i wasn’t hitting the ground! crowd surfers! one chick wearing a dress decided to go up and forgot that she forgot to put on underwear and she spread eagle so wide i thought she was gonna shoot us with something! to make it worse, it was someone i knew! the cellist for the band PLUM! haha!!!! that was raging.

there were so many pretty girls there i remembered to drip as much sweat to repell them. gawd! they won’t stop talking to me and blowing me kisses! pffft. =P

thank you parisa!!!!

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get better nadine!

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i need producers. anyone out there a kick ass! no sex required.

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my father was a freemason.

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there are donation drives everywhere! awesome. i’m packing clothes i don’t need and giving them away. ku is giving away toys too!