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We Are All Made Of Stars
Aug. 23rd, 2003 03:40 pmYesterday we filmed the CSI:Houston piece. I know I'm going to come out looking like William Shatner, overacting in each scene, as my fellow co-workers were somewhat...halting in their performances. It's no big deal, we aren't trying for high art here, were doing a parody of CSI. I interrogated a co-worker about why all of the work was missing...I had to grab a walkie talkie and report in, and had to report on what I found as a member of the CSI team. All pretty silly.
I have to give myself props, though. I managed to pull off getting both shoots (we also shot the Army spoof, too) within 4 hours. I had all of the locations ready, knew exactly what shot I was looking for, and managed to do a pretty good job of having the right actors ready at the right time. It was quite a juggling act.
This is actually one thing I'm known for at work. I'm an organizer. I'm good with logistics. I so want to be a project manager. I hate babysitting people, and that's what I do most days. I take on projects because it energizes me, and i do a good job. The video gains me points outside of the department. I work with people all over the division and the company on projects like this. I rarely get any acknowledgment on these projects from my own superiors, but I have learned not to worry about it. I know that I'm taking care of business, and allowed to have some fun occasionally.
I got involved with this by getting on a committee that produced the division's quarterly meetings, that I then took over. again, I was the lowest ranking person in the room, running the committee because I could.
Besides, I'm getting a reputation as the Peter Jacobsen of our division. Now if I could get paid more for the value I'm adding by producing and starring in these schlock efforts! i want a job in project management!
After work last night I went out with Tank and Jana. they are still stuck in a rut in their lives. I've never seen a couple who are so much together because no one else would have them. Just a perception of mine, but I think it's apt. Tank still doesn't have a job, and Jana just allows it to happen as she works three jobs to provide for him. We had dinner at Taco Bell because they can't afford much better.
We went and saw American Wedding. The movie was sweet, though the Stiffler character has gotten beyond annoying. I was happy that the character of "Bear" (and that's how he's billed in the credits, too) was certainly played for laughs, but was actually not totally a stereotype (he's played by the same guy as Little John in Robin Hood:Men in Tights). There was something likable about the character, and not just the buttless leather pants.
The movie ended around ten, and the somewhat happy couple was done. they were ready to go back home, and I wasn't. So I jumped in the car and went out driving again. I went into downtown, around the Montrose and out on the freeway - again, blasting Junior Senior into the humid air.
I went through the Montrose (Houston's gay district) but I didn't stop. I still have a fear about going into a one of the bars alone. Something would just keep me in a corner anyway. I don't drink much, so what's the appeal? I wasn't looking to hook up, it would just be something to do. There needs to be a better place in the Montrose to hang out. Perhaps I should try Deitrich coffee.
As I was driving about, i was thinking about something John (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fauxbear) was saying. he was questioning my constant disdain for the lispy gay stereotype, and said he was glad it was there, if nothing else to show the rest of society that we're here and we are a part of the fabric of society. i've fought back at the notion that I don't want to be "that way", and I guess there's an expectation that I have to fall into a stereotype to be considered one of the family.
I have come to the realization that there are some parts of gay culture that I do appreciate, and I shouldn't have such a struggle trying to throw off stereotypes and just damn well enjoy it. I guess I fought off being stereotypical so much just to hang with my straight friends and to "fly under the radar". there's no need. I'm not going to be queeny, I don't think that's really there in me, but I do give into my inner Shatner sometimes, and that can be pretty damn silly. I enjoy some show tunes now and again, and even have started enjoying some dance and house music. Perhaps I'll explore some more on the leather side of the street, it's interesting to me. Why shouldn't I? 2003 has been a radical year for me, let's carry this on a little more.
One last thing. There were a couple of really good looking guys eating at Taco Bell last night. I followed them with my eyes as they left, totally kicking me out of the conversation I wasn't concentrating on anyway. I apologized to her and she said to me, "I think that's cute. You're like a 15 year old girl." I kind of wrinkled up my nose at the "girl" part of the comment, but took it for what it was worth. "Yeah, I guess I am," I said.
I have to give myself props, though. I managed to pull off getting both shoots (we also shot the Army spoof, too) within 4 hours. I had all of the locations ready, knew exactly what shot I was looking for, and managed to do a pretty good job of having the right actors ready at the right time. It was quite a juggling act.
This is actually one thing I'm known for at work. I'm an organizer. I'm good with logistics. I so want to be a project manager. I hate babysitting people, and that's what I do most days. I take on projects because it energizes me, and i do a good job. The video gains me points outside of the department. I work with people all over the division and the company on projects like this. I rarely get any acknowledgment on these projects from my own superiors, but I have learned not to worry about it. I know that I'm taking care of business, and allowed to have some fun occasionally.
I got involved with this by getting on a committee that produced the division's quarterly meetings, that I then took over. again, I was the lowest ranking person in the room, running the committee because I could.
Besides, I'm getting a reputation as the Peter Jacobsen of our division. Now if I could get paid more for the value I'm adding by producing and starring in these schlock efforts! i want a job in project management!
After work last night I went out with Tank and Jana. they are still stuck in a rut in their lives. I've never seen a couple who are so much together because no one else would have them. Just a perception of mine, but I think it's apt. Tank still doesn't have a job, and Jana just allows it to happen as she works three jobs to provide for him. We had dinner at Taco Bell because they can't afford much better.
We went and saw American Wedding. The movie was sweet, though the Stiffler character has gotten beyond annoying. I was happy that the character of "Bear" (and that's how he's billed in the credits, too) was certainly played for laughs, but was actually not totally a stereotype (he's played by the same guy as Little John in Robin Hood:Men in Tights). There was something likable about the character, and not just the buttless leather pants.
The movie ended around ten, and the somewhat happy couple was done. they were ready to go back home, and I wasn't. So I jumped in the car and went out driving again. I went into downtown, around the Montrose and out on the freeway - again, blasting Junior Senior into the humid air.
I went through the Montrose (Houston's gay district) but I didn't stop. I still have a fear about going into a one of the bars alone. Something would just keep me in a corner anyway. I don't drink much, so what's the appeal? I wasn't looking to hook up, it would just be something to do. There needs to be a better place in the Montrose to hang out. Perhaps I should try Deitrich coffee.
As I was driving about, i was thinking about something John (
fauxbear) was saying. he was questioning my constant disdain for the lispy gay stereotype, and said he was glad it was there, if nothing else to show the rest of society that we're here and we are a part of the fabric of society. i've fought back at the notion that I don't want to be "that way", and I guess there's an expectation that I have to fall into a stereotype to be considered one of the family.I have come to the realization that there are some parts of gay culture that I do appreciate, and I shouldn't have such a struggle trying to throw off stereotypes and just damn well enjoy it. I guess I fought off being stereotypical so much just to hang with my straight friends and to "fly under the radar". there's no need. I'm not going to be queeny, I don't think that's really there in me, but I do give into my inner Shatner sometimes, and that can be pretty damn silly. I enjoy some show tunes now and again, and even have started enjoying some dance and house music. Perhaps I'll explore some more on the leather side of the street, it's interesting to me. Why shouldn't I? 2003 has been a radical year for me, let's carry this on a little more.
One last thing. There were a couple of really good looking guys eating at Taco Bell last night. I followed them with my eyes as they left, totally kicking me out of the conversation I wasn't concentrating on anyway. I apologized to her and she said to me, "I think that's cute. You're like a 15 year old girl." I kind of wrinkled up my nose at the "girl" part of the comment, but took it for what it was worth. "Yeah, I guess I am," I said.
