Twixperiment 01: Nine Eleven

I’m often fascinated by the replies I receive on Twitter. Sometimes they’re ironic, often they’re hilariously sarcastic and occasionally they’re downright poetic. As such, I thought I’d throw out a topic, adjective, verb, whatever, and see how people reply. Today, because it permeated the airwaves with a nauseatingly thick vibe, I twittered “911″ and received this in return:

crc0427: we have forgotten what it means to be American

Pir4cy: When I think of 911 I think.. AMERICA FUCK YEAH WHATCHA GOING TO DO WHEN WE COME FOR YOU NOW…

Doomguy13: We got through it. We remembered the fallen. I believe we did our part. I just feel so bad for the family’s that lost mom and dads

hydraMIRAGE: Pain. Shock. Disbelief. I’m only 10 minutes from the city. My University was evacuated. I watched both towers fall

tr1gun: i think 911 is a good choice for an emergency number, though i do think 111 would be easier to remember.

giggleloop: 7 yrs ago, @ 8am husband woke me up to tell me a plane had hit the WTC. We watched CNN from then til I had to go to work @ 2pm.

Murphy1d: Sad thing is I moved a project deadline off of 9/11 just because the day seemed like bad luck

vinceruth: 9/11 is a day I saw too much and made me realize I didn’t “live” enough-ultimately getting me to change the way I was living

DominickEvans: 9/11 hasn’t taught us much of anything, except when in doubt, attack a country that had nothing to do with the attacks!

Suhaila: that was the topic? Man i totally forgot what day it was….i suppose that means i did my part to not let terrorists win.

Beatsmith: 911… Unneeded preventable destruction and death.

TheCroft: was told I could go home then. We didn’t have any customers anyway. Very uneventful.

mgrovesensation: Doesn’t Guliani get royalties whenever someone says that?

rachiebachie: quiet skies. Loud hearts.

A_lexj: Surprise ButtSecks!!!

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Subway Baseball: Shinjuku, Japan.

After a long day of shooting, we stumbled across a one-man baseball showdown taking place in the JR Train Station. His throwing and base stealing skills were impressive, but he proved to be no match for the international batsmith known as: Pereira.

Improvised-Subway-Mime-Baseball Pwnage. Epic.

My Philly Video Blog: I'm Spent

Here it is. After about an hour of rendering and uploading. And a newfound hatred of iMovie and its' limitations. I'm a wreck, as you'll see, and can't wait to (hopefully) knock out on my flight to Japan. Thanks to Philly (love this place), thanks to my friends (you are all so amazing), thanks to soul searching silence (hours of revelations) and thanks to Pepto Bismol.

By the way? New, redesigned blog coming soon. Maybe tomorrow actually.

The Best Fans Ever!

First off, greetings from my iPhone! The WordPress application is, this far, absolutely amazing!

Now onto the point of this blog. When G4 wrapped its' Comicon coverage and I was being rushed out of the hall by a crack squad of elite eighteen-year-old security guards, a fan hastily brandished a wine bottle from a messenger bag and thrust it towards me. I was startled at first (mostly because sudden movements upset my vagina) but upon further inspection I noticed this was the sweetest wine bottle ever!

The guy, who's card was sadly lost in a soggy jean pocket, was with Xena Etched Graphics. I've been meaning to shout out their amazing work since being handed this awesome gift. The quality of the etching and coloring is stunning in person; simply phenominal stuff.

Just thought I'd share. And in the process I realized the WP iphone app is missing linking and photo-placement options. Ugh. Oh well, here's to the next version!

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The Thanks I Get

After spending an entire evening working on Olivia's new blog (far more time than I've spent on this site in recent memory), I was presented with an eight by ten "picture" Munn sketched on my floor using a novelty Goofy pen from a Disneyland gift-shop. I'm not sure if Olivia believes this is a suitable form of payment or if she will take offense to the fact I will not be proudly displaying it on my refrigerator; but what I do know, is that a work of art such as this needs to be shared with the world.

That's what this post is for:

Well, at least she brought me some delicious Boston Market for dinner. Right?