a day in the life of editing Bigger than Jesus...
7:30 am - Wake up, send child off to school.
8:00 am - Establish caffeine and nicotine levels for the day, take Advil if applicable.
8:30 am - Housework. Cut commercials out of day's best-of.
11:00 am - Sit down to edit. Pretend not to notice big, glowing white sugarcube in the middle of the screen.
1:00 pm - Watch "Ice Cream Man" scene a few times. Giggle like schoolgirl.
1:15 pm - Briefly consider bathing for first time in three days. Determine that it's probably a waste of time.
1:16 pm - Stare in awe at Guitarist Jay. Wonder what I did to deserve him.
1:32 pm - Tinker with ending credits. Triple check spelling of last names. Become convinced I've missed someone. Experience moment of terror.
2:00 pm - Leave Rick a series of panicky voicemails which he'll never return.
2:18 pm - Briefly consider eating a sandwich. Determine that it's probably a waste of time.
2:26 pm - Watch "Welcome to the Jungle" scene a few times. Shudder with delight.
2:44 pm - Say silent prayer of thanks to various deities for the existence of Musical Director Chris.
2:50 pm - Work on Act II for a few hours. Feels like 10 minutes.
5:50 pm - Field phone calls from singers and musicians wanting to know when commentary is being recorded. I don't know! Get off my back!
6:12 pm - Make dinner. Watch Futurama with family.
7:30 pm - Putter around with DVD artwork.
9:20 pm - Marvel at Drummer Andrew's magnificent arm choreography during the finale.
8:40 pm - Realize I've spent far too much time marveling at Andrew's arm choreography. Vow to never get distracted by it again.
10:02 pm - Watch Ramones scene. Mutter string of obscenities at The Mystery Cougher.
10:27 pm - Have brief impure thoughts about House Band Singers.
11:03 pm - Chug more coffee.
12:00 am - Take a break for mindless IM chatter and backspacing.
1:20 am - Final pass through scenes in progress. Tidy up cuts.
2:17 am - Watch Daily Show. Feel shamed by Daily Show writers. Consider giving up.
3:20 am - Drift off to sleep. Have strange dream in which James Hetfield is my plumber.
7:30 am - Wake up. Do it all again.
8:00 am - Establish caffeine and nicotine levels for the day, take Advil if applicable.
8:30 am - Housework. Cut commercials out of day's best-of.
11:00 am - Sit down to edit. Pretend not to notice big, glowing white sugarcube in the middle of the screen.
1:00 pm - Watch "Ice Cream Man" scene a few times. Giggle like schoolgirl.
1:15 pm - Briefly consider bathing for first time in three days. Determine that it's probably a waste of time.
1:16 pm - Stare in awe at Guitarist Jay. Wonder what I did to deserve him.
1:32 pm - Tinker with ending credits. Triple check spelling of last names. Become convinced I've missed someone. Experience moment of terror.
2:00 pm - Leave Rick a series of panicky voicemails which he'll never return.
2:18 pm - Briefly consider eating a sandwich. Determine that it's probably a waste of time.
2:26 pm - Watch "Welcome to the Jungle" scene a few times. Shudder with delight.
2:44 pm - Say silent prayer of thanks to various deities for the existence of Musical Director Chris.
2:50 pm - Work on Act II for a few hours. Feels like 10 minutes.
5:50 pm - Field phone calls from singers and musicians wanting to know when commentary is being recorded. I don't know! Get off my back!
6:12 pm - Make dinner. Watch Futurama with family.
7:30 pm - Putter around with DVD artwork.
9:20 pm - Marvel at Drummer Andrew's magnificent arm choreography during the finale.
8:40 pm - Realize I've spent far too much time marveling at Andrew's arm choreography. Vow to never get distracted by it again.
10:02 pm - Watch Ramones scene. Mutter string of obscenities at The Mystery Cougher.
10:27 pm - Have brief impure thoughts about House Band Singers.
11:03 pm - Chug more coffee.
12:00 am - Take a break for mindless IM chatter and backspacing.
1:20 am - Final pass through scenes in progress. Tidy up cuts.
2:17 am - Watch Daily Show. Feel shamed by Daily Show writers. Consider giving up.
3:20 am - Drift off to sleep. Have strange dream in which James Hetfield is my plumber.
7:30 am - Wake up. Do it all again.
7 Comments:
So.... Uh.......
Like When is the commentary being recorded........
Uh.. Just asking.....
(quick duck)
Not that I want to be on it, I mean listening to the Behind the Scene Tech guys talk is like listening to Stephen Hawking talk about black holes...
Not that I think I am any where near as interesting as Stephen Hawking.......
Well.. It's not that I'm not interesting....
Oh screw it, who cares about your damn commentary.....
I'm sorry, I guess I do care......
I guess self pitty and loathing is as boring as everyone says it is.....
I'm just going to go be Eeyore over in a dark corner now
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9:20 pm - Marvel at Drummer Andrew's magnificent arm choreography during the finale.
8:40 pm - Realize I've spent far too much time marveling at Andrew's arm choreography. Vow to never get distracted by it again.
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So... watching Andrew's armwork somehow made time go backwards? Screw going 88 mph, watch more of that tape and go back in time:
Past 00:01 - Removed all loose jewelry from everyone within a 3 block radius.
Past 00:13 - Administered Fisherman's Friends to everyone in attendance as a "bonus gift w/ purchase".
Past 01:27 - Bumped into self backstage during show. Universe did not end. Past self thought nothing of it and just gave me a to-do list
it would be righteous if Andrew's arm choreography could turn back time!
that ain't right.
Man of Marshmallow is more like it...
you are the last dork of planet Dorky McUberdork.
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