Today we are here to celebrate the life of Elva Zamora. One thing that I would like to discuss today is carrying life to death can be a long road and I think that we can all appreciate that. However, there are far worse things in life than death and joys that can never really be explained in the human tongue.
Born moment before the poorest time in America; when bread lines were a thing of the future and jobs were a thing of the past. During her tween years, before they were called as such, the world was changed by a war that involved everyone and sparred little life for the pursuit of happiness and freedom. And what is funny now, is that because of these life events, for as long as I can remember my grandmother always had a jar of leftover grease from cooking. Even though there was always a bucket of Crisco just waiting to be used.
As a registered nurse she began a career of saving lives and traveling the country while slowing growing a family in tow. It is this generation, my mother's generation, that really begins this story for me. And I must say having a trained nurse as a mother because some of the things that these wild kids accomplished was totally unacceptable.
And there was the day that the gun jammed, thereby prolonging today's events and leaving room for knives in the future.
Grandchildren came along and what a joy that must have been. Although of you could have clearly waited, or picked a better partner, nonetheless here we are all. In a room together, somewhat scary really.
She even had the chance to meet some great grandchildren. And so through times of war both abroad and in the home, nursing, motherhood, tornadoes, guns, high school graduations, college graduations, successful military careers (others just beginning), becoming comfortable in your own skin, all of us here are proof positive that through tragedy, the impression left upon all of us by her can still bring about joy. Through the first football games, the first night sleeping in a car, Thanksgivings and beans for the rest. Through all the shit that is life it is clearly easy to see that there are much worse things to suffer through than death.
UNEDITED AND UNPROOFED
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
All is not lost
The men from OK GO have done it again. This video though not as challenging as the Rube's video, from a cameraman's perspective, it definitely requires the talent to be on there A game. Hope you enjoy.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Quote From The Bar Series #3
"So I think that we would all agree that I can drink. I'm a drinker. But that Four Loco shit will tear you up from the inside out. There has never been anything like it in the the history of mankind."
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Quote from the Bar Series
Entry #2
This one comes in more of a short conversational form.
Bar Patron 1: "I think she seems nice."
Bar Patron 2: "Are you kidding me, she is ugly as shit."
Bar Patron 1: "You think so?"
Bar Patron 2: "Dude. . . she looks like me with great tits"
This one comes in more of a short conversational form.
Bar Patron 1: "I think she seems nice."
Bar Patron 2: "Are you kidding me, she is ugly as shit."
Bar Patron 1: "You think so?"
Bar Patron 2: "Dude. . . she looks like me with great tits"
Monday, June 20, 2011
Quote from the Bar
As some of you may or may not know I am a bouncer at a local sports bar on the weekends. I do this because it is a little extra money but more importantly it gets me out of the house and away from computers and cameras for a few evenings a week. This will be the inaugural entry into this series. The important piece here is the quote. These quotes will be pulled from my experiences at the bar. I will sometimes pair them with videos or photos that I think are relevant, or they will be good enough to stand on there own. Either way, enjoy
Quote #1: "I would never hit a lady, but I would punch the shit out of a bitch!" --Anonymous bar employee
Quote #1: "I would never hit a lady, but I would punch the shit out of a bitch!" --Anonymous bar employee
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Awake
So I had been working on the this production for about 15 days by this time. We were scheduled for about another 12 days, although my contract had some built in contingency just in case there was terrible weather or talent got sick. There are a million reasons why this sort of thing doesn't work out.
Why would I lie?
Today's shoot involved our protagonist finally catching the guy who had been beating his son for the last six weeks. It is a little subplot to the main plot line, however we thought that this would be a good time to show our stars ridiculous aggression to the situation. A gun is introduced by Seoul (protagonist) but in a fit of rage he tosses it aside and would rather have this man die by the hands of his own.
Why would I lie?
Now I have been doing this sort of work for a long enough time to know that whenever there is a firearm on a set, precautions must be taken so that no one's life is in danger. Usually this means that a police officer will be on set with us for that day. They can provide firearm knowledge and have a security presence should it be needed. Sometimes we can get a shooting range owner if we are lucky. They can't provide security but they generally are cheaper.
Why would I lie?
On this particular day we had a fine gun indeed, M1911. It belong to the police officer that we had commissioned so of course he was very familiar with it. However, our star Seoul was not. He kept fucking with it all day. Making mistakes and messing around with it. I am not sure that he had ever held a gun in his life. I laugh not at him but at the fact that someone could live in America for a quarter century and not touch a firearm. It's a testament to our diversity really.
Why would I lie?
Seoul was really pissing me off because his ignorance kept slowing down production. Slowing productions are a big pet peeve of mine, of any filmmaker really. So me being the idiot that I am I walk over to try to show him how to use it once and for all for the rest of the day. Really all he needed to do was draw it, point it, and drop it in favor of his bare hands.
Why would I lie?
It wasn't until after I tried to hit Seoul that I realized everything would come to an end in the next 5 minutes. His shot caught me in my right lung. It was difficult to talk but I was still able to get out some curse words and such out and again, the attempt to hit him, which ended in pain and a wince. I walked over to the set couch because there was really no reason to stand anymore. Nick asks me, "So what are you going to do now" "Well, if you leave me be I am going to die, what the hell do you think I am going to do", I respond. I had closed by eyes. . . .and that was wrap.
Why would I lie?
Why would I lie?
Today's shoot involved our protagonist finally catching the guy who had been beating his son for the last six weeks. It is a little subplot to the main plot line, however we thought that this would be a good time to show our stars ridiculous aggression to the situation. A gun is introduced by Seoul (protagonist) but in a fit of rage he tosses it aside and would rather have this man die by the hands of his own.
Why would I lie?
Now I have been doing this sort of work for a long enough time to know that whenever there is a firearm on a set, precautions must be taken so that no one's life is in danger. Usually this means that a police officer will be on set with us for that day. They can provide firearm knowledge and have a security presence should it be needed. Sometimes we can get a shooting range owner if we are lucky. They can't provide security but they generally are cheaper.
Why would I lie?
On this particular day we had a fine gun indeed, M1911. It belong to the police officer that we had commissioned so of course he was very familiar with it. However, our star Seoul was not. He kept fucking with it all day. Making mistakes and messing around with it. I am not sure that he had ever held a gun in his life. I laugh not at him but at the fact that someone could live in America for a quarter century and not touch a firearm. It's a testament to our diversity really.
Why would I lie?
Seoul was really pissing me off because his ignorance kept slowing down production. Slowing productions are a big pet peeve of mine, of any filmmaker really. So me being the idiot that I am I walk over to try to show him how to use it once and for all for the rest of the day. Really all he needed to do was draw it, point it, and drop it in favor of his bare hands.
Why would I lie?
It wasn't until after I tried to hit Seoul that I realized everything would come to an end in the next 5 minutes. His shot caught me in my right lung. It was difficult to talk but I was still able to get out some curse words and such out and again, the attempt to hit him, which ended in pain and a wince. I walked over to the set couch because there was really no reason to stand anymore. Nick asks me, "So what are you going to do now" "Well, if you leave me be I am going to die, what the hell do you think I am going to do", I respond. I had closed by eyes. . . .and that was wrap.
Why would I lie?
Friday, June 3, 2011
Wedding Season
I would just like to clear up what being a wedding photographer/videographer isn't:
When you have a camera in front of your face the whole day and you're telling people what to do it doesn't leave much time to meet the ladies and all that jazz that these two seem to have no problem doing. They are fun, but generally our jokes are at the expense of whom ever decided to drink too much and give everybody a laugh. Sometimes a momzilla can be laughably demanding, which also makes for good jokes. However those aren't usually funny that day of, but rather a week or two later.
And for the last freaking time: I do not shoot porn!! And even if I did, which I don't, trust me you wouldn't qualify.
When you have a camera in front of your face the whole day and you're telling people what to do it doesn't leave much time to meet the ladies and all that jazz that these two seem to have no problem doing. They are fun, but generally our jokes are at the expense of whom ever decided to drink too much and give everybody a laugh. Sometimes a momzilla can be laughably demanding, which also makes for good jokes. However those aren't usually funny that day of, but rather a week or two later.
And for the last freaking time: I do not shoot porn!! And even if I did, which I don't, trust me you wouldn't qualify.
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