Everyday Jon Hill

I’m Jon Hill. I think life is an amazing and potentially short experience. Enjoy it. I make films, take photos, invent stuff, and try to make people smile. Just live and love life and everything will work out. As my dad always said, "It always does." Stop by everyday if you want. I’ll be here.

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Planning a Thailand Vacation with my Mom

“I think we want to come visit you in December. Fly into Bangkok and also go to Koh Samui Island.” - Me

“Ok good. I’ll go with you. Someone there owes me money. I’m going to kill them.” -My Mom

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Just play this at my funeral and understand that I'm probably not sad that I died but happy I got to live with these people. 

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Faded.

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WATCH: This Dog-Shrinking Machine Is Pure Magic

Time travel and hover-boards can wait; please, someone, invent this first. This is the incredible dog-shrinking machine, an undoubtedly patent-pending piece of proprietary technology that does ... well, exactly what you'd expect: It turns dogs int...

I made something stupid and it made it to the "news." 

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The 2014 Sixers and Run the Jewels 2 Songs

You can read this post on my Medium page if you prefer.

I’ve decided to assign a song from Run the Jewels 2 to each player on the Philadelphia 76ers. This is going to be one of those indie pop culture articles that like four people are going to get. That’s cool though because those four people are probably awesome and I would like to be their friend. It also gave me another excuse to listen to RTJ2, as if it wasn’t bumping constantly in the Prius already.

If you don’t know already, the Philadelphia 76ers are in the middle of a rebuild. They are really bad at basketball. I love them.

If you don’t know about EL-P and Killer Mike’s Run the Jewels 2, then you should go download it now. It’s free. It’s dope. It’ll also make you want to bodyslam anything in your way so be careful.

So here is goes. Songs in order:

JEOPARDY — Tony Wroten and MCW

Oh man, they really go hard on this first song. No one in the history of the world has ever said, “I’m finna bang this bitch the fuck out!” and then just rolled over and shown their bitch side. And if there’s anyone on this team that’s not scared to dribble right through an entire defense and throw down a monster dunk and mean it, it’s our combo guard Tony Wroten. Wroten plays with a chip on his shoulder and it shows with his relentless attacks at the rim, “I’m putting pistols in faces at random places like, Bitch give it up or stand adjacent to Satan…,” insane crossovers “The closest representation of God you might see…,” and his desire to never go with the easy pass, “I live for the thrill of the kill, yes it excites me…” That’s Tony. And while last year he was considered the worst shooter in the league, this year has been different. He’s been running the point in MCW’s absence and he’s playing more controlled while his shooting is way better. Yeah, it’s a little too early to call him a part of our longterm future, but as Wroten probably feels, “You know your favorite rapper ain’t shit, and me, I might be…”

There’s been a lot of slick talk about the reigning Rookie of the Year Michael Carter Williams. He’s heard all the the, “Well it was a weak rookie class,” and all the, “Those are just inflated stats,” and the all time nonsensical straw man argument, “But he’s learning how to lose!” Nah son. MCW is gonna be the real deal and he knows it. So while in his young career he’s, “Been smothered and brashly muffled by hucksters of global spin,” he knows he’s coming back to prove those neigh sayers wrong and warn them that, “Maybe you should be careful when flipping a stranger’s switch.” And while MCW likes wearing them bright sports coat, he’s put on 15 lbs. this offseason and we about to witness how, “The kitten became a lion that look at your face like great food…”

Jeopardy sets the tone for what this album is. Wroten and MCW set the tone for our team and, “That’s why we got the people behind us…”

2. Oh My Darling Don’t Cry — Alexey Shved and Luc Mbah a Moute

The Sixers traded Thad Young, arguably their best player, to the Minnesota Timberwolves this offseason for a draft pick. These two players, “…there’s one black, one white, we shoot to kill…” are considered the veterans on our team since they’re the rare player on our team that has actually played more than one year in the league.

Mbah a Moute is an actual NBA player. He’s survived in this league for seven years with his wing defense and he seems to be a high character guy. Hailing from Cameroon, Mbah a Moute actually was instrumental in getting our first round pick, Joel Embiid, into the game of basketball. It’s no secret that a big reason for acquiring him was to help mentor Joel as he’s rehabbing a foot injury this year. Hopefully the fact that he’s, “been around the block, babe, I know a few facts…” will help Embiid transition well into the league. And considering that he flew with Embidd back to Cameroon after Joel lost his little brother in a tragic accident, it seems apparent that these two have a bigger bond outside of just basketball.

Shved is an interesting pick up. He showed so much promise his rookie year and during the Olympics that his regression his ssophomoreyear might be an outlier rather than the norm. With his poor shooting percentage in Minnesota, it’s no secret that he’s, “been a better bad guy than [he’s] been better than bad.” But some say his issues are more mental and while he’s trying to change his face and be happy, maybe he’s just got a, “Heart full of pain and a head full of havoc,” and he’ll never get it together. Either way, as a reclamation project, getting a 25 year old Shved as back up PG for this team is fine. Also, there’s always a need for a Russian with a history of hysterical hair styles. “Oh my,” indeed.

3. Blockbuster Night, Part 1 —Jeremi Grant, Chris Johnson, JaKarr Sampson, Malcolm Thomas

“But I ain’t here for durations, I’m just taking vacations. And tell ‘em fuck ‘em, I never loved them and salutations…”

This team is filled with guys that probably won’t be on the team once we get good. These guys are on the team now, but I wouldn’t hold my breathe that they last past this year. But who knows? Maybe one of two of them start playing well enough to stick around. Hollis Thompson did and now looks to be a legit NBA player. Hinkie gets these guys that show potential and thinks, “…We might be giants, standing on little dandy shoulders..” But then again, I wouldn’t be surprised if they all, “…disappear in the smoke like we’re fucking magicians…”

4. Close Your Eyes (And Count to Fuck) = Nerlens Noel

“Conditions create a villain, the villain is givin’ vision, The vision becomes a bow to seek vengeance on all the vicious…”

Oh man, after a year on the sidelines, Nerlens Noel is finally free to play in front of all the loyal fans that had to wait an entire year for him just to watch as, “…We killing em for freedom cause they tortured us for boredom.” And I’m pretty sure when it comes to him protecting the rim his mentality is on some, “…and even if some good ones die, fuck it, the Lord will sort ‘em.” He’s been anxious to play and that desire has been feeding him to get on the court. He’s still a rookie, so there’s the expected issues with his basketball IQ. But his instincts are there and already show. Fitting that this song’s chorus is “Run them jewels fast, run them, run them jewels fast…” because one of Noel’s strengths is his ability to get steals. And I bet opposing players driving to the basket see Nerlens and think that their lane is closing faster than the caskets and factories that Zack De La Rocha raps about.

5. All My Life = KJ McDaniels

KJ is quickly becoming a lot of Sixer’s fans favorite player. Hinkie really ran the jewels of the other NBA GM’s with the steal of the draft. McDaniels, a first round prospect in many peoples eyes, slipped to the second round. For whatever reason, McDaniels has been constantly looked over and over again.But he’s always played his ass off and continued improving while singing, “I been this way, shorty, all my life.” His free throw percentage increased every year in college and so far his ability to hit the three is looking good. So it’s pretty clear that he’s gonna be more than just a leaper. He lead the ACC in blocks his last year in college as a small forward. Think about that for a second. A small forward from Clemson averaged more blocks than anyone else in any position. Then again, KJ, “…Got an anti gravity, a nigga stay floatin…” and during ally-oops I image him thinking, “I’m so high you a hobbit…” That hobbit was Mo Harkless.

6. Lie, Cheat, Steal — Brandon Davies

“They love us, they love us (why?) Because we feed the village. You really made it or just became a prisoner of privilege?”

Last year the Sixers were a tanking village and Brandon Davies was its primary source of nutrition. Undrafted, there was only one reason for Davies to play last year: For a team needing loses, Brandon Davies and his missed ally-oops was your guy. Maybe at some points Davies connected with El-P when he said, “Should of been a dentist, mom said it.”

But there’s a new Davies in town and he’s a monster. Ok, not really a monster, but for a guy that in preseason was praised by Coach Brown for his ability to somehow not get cut, Davies has been able to, “Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win,” his way to playing meaningful minutes and looking like a real rotational player. And with Embiid, Noel, and Saric slotted as cornerstone big men for our team, could Brandon Davies hustle his way into being, “the man behind the man behind the man behind the throne?”

7. Early — Pierre Jackson

“Heard it go pop… Go to home, go to sleep, up again, early…”

We traded for Pierre Jackson at the draft and he got hurt before he even played. The Sixers gave him a year of salary and then cut him after Jackson blew out his Achilles during Summer League. It was clearly a wink wink deal to help with his rehab and by most accounts they’ll probably sign him again once he’s healthy (this also freed up a roster spot). I’m sad because I like Jackson. Get well PappyJack. #TheySleep

8. All Due Respect — Arnette Moultrie

“High or the highway…”

Moultrie was the last guy on our team that Doug Collins drafted. Right before roster cuts, he got traded and then released by the Knicks in a salary dump. Oh, and last year he got suspended for smoking weed. Get it? He could either chose to get high or hit the highway. (Look, this shit seemed way easier before I realized there’s not much to work with with this roster. Sometimes you just gotta go with the easy one, OK?)

9. Love Again (Akinyele Back) — Joel Embiid

Love Again (Akinyele Back) is a dirty song. It’s almost a little too dirty for me (I’m over thirty and live with my girlfriend. We shop at Wholefoods on the reg). But for a 20 year old kid that’s trying to slide into girl’s DM’s, this song is perfect for our future franchise center, Joel Embiid. If you’ve followed his twitter account (and if you don’t, I have no fucking idea how you made it this far in this bullshit Sixers article) then you know Joel loves women. But like he’s been known to tweet once a week, these girls ain’t loyal man and this song pretty much proves that. Joel better be careful out there. He confessed that he was still a virgin in college but now that’s he’s out in the real world and he’s got millions, he better watch out for those girls that slide in his DM’s scheming, “That nigga is a pro, you ain’t know?” So let’s just hope he’s careful when he meets that girl that can claim, “I was the one who turned that boy into a motherfucking man,” and just try to play it cool and be safe if she says, “Let’s have an orgy, I’mma share your ass with all my friends…” Advice: Don’t send dick pics. These girls ain’t loyal man!

10. Crown — Sam Hinkie

“Told me to prove to them what I was worth We’ll teach you to move without mercy and give you the tools to go after the causers of hurt. You’ll become death, You will take breath, This is for everything you’ve ever loved Use all the pain that you’ve felt in your life as the currency go out and trade it for blood, You are not you, You are now us, We are the only ones that you can trust, You’ll become fear, They’ll become dust, Before this moment you didn’t mean much, You are the smoldering vessel of punishment born to do nothing but justify us, Give us your empathy we’ll give you lust, Let yourself go my son time to grow up, Give up your childish obsession with questioning, Anything we don’t tell you is irrelevant, Everything you’ve ever been is replaced by the metal and fire of the weapon you clutch…”

Holy shit is that perfect for Sam Hinkie.

For a long time, Hinkie worked under Daryl Morey and “…carried the flag in some other men’s name.” Now this team is his and he’s doing it his way. Hinkie knows there’s only one way to wearing the crown: Acquire a superstar. Since taking over the team less than 18 months ago, Hinkie has made every move with that in mind. The Jrue trade, gutting the roster, acquiring more picks, and drafting Embiid and Saric have all been attempts are getting that player or two that can be a superstar.

And Hinkie sure has a cult following amongst Sixer’s fans. But there’s also a bunch of idiots that think he’s “not a basketball guy” and all that other nonsense that doesn’t have any weight to it. But it still is a huge obstacle to face. Tanking this obvious and open has never been done before. This process is something that requires a ton of trust. It’s not easy going through years of a rebuild and Sixers fans have to be, “Down with the shame...” And Hinkie is up front with this pain and he’s been clear that this is the best way forward and he’s doing his best to bring a championship to Philadelphia. So I wouldn’t be surprised if Hinkie listens to this song every night right before bed. As a Sixer’s fan, I know I sure do.

“Can’t pick up no crown, Holding what’s holding you down…”

In Hinkie We Trust.

11. Angel Duster — Coach Brett Brown

“In every holy book it says we suffer, that’s what it is. So riddle me this: From the womb to the tomb, why do we fight to live?”

Poor Brett Brown. How you going to go from standing next to Pop and then trying to teach a bunch of guys that probably won’t be in the league in a few years? Brett Brown was one rebound away from another ring and then signed up to coach Kwame Brown. That poor dude.

But Coach Brown has been great. He’s constantly reminding people not to feel sorry for him and that he signed up for this rebuild. And he’s got the team playing hard and with lots of energy and excitement so who cares that, “We’re still here running around screaming, They’re still here pointing and laughing.” But Brown has a plan and it’s been showing so far with the improvements guys like Tony Wroten and Brandon Davies have shown this off season. And compaing Nerlens Noel’s shooting form from college to now, you know Brown is good at what he does. And what happens if this whole thing works? Well, I bet Coach Brown will tell you that they are even more proud than you could imagine since they, “…Defeated the odds, went to war with the gods, Earned all our scars, and came back straight…”

Bonus Track: Tougher Colder Killer — Jason Richardson

Jason Richardson is so old that he played in the league before Run the Jewels officially formed as group. So he gets Tougher Colder Killer, an earlier collaboration from El-P and Killer Mike from El-P’s Cancer For Cure. Also, the chorus kind of sounds like they are saying, “Older,” instead of “Colder,” so that kind of works since JRich doesn’t really play and is just old now. But them Slam Dunk Competitions dog? Dude’s all good in my book.

Double Bonus Track: Big Beast — Dario Saric

I chose this song because it’s the most awesome song from Jaime and Mikey and Dario Saric is going to be the most awesome player and I don’t care what you think because Saric’s going to be Jordan and I’m not settling for Pippen. THE HOMIE DARIO SARIC!!!

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Me & E Go to Big Sur

Decided to go to Treebones Resort up in Big Sur. The drive was so fun that in the morning we just kept driving north and made it all the way up to Carmel. If you want a simple and fun weekend trip, I'd recommend this. Treebones is really sweet. They have yurts but they were booked so we just rented a camping spot. Total seclusion, clean bathrooms, hot tub, and literally a billion stars.

I just bought a Sony a7s and I love it. I've been using the rapid shot feature a lot lately and made this video with nothing but stills. The low light on this camera is insane, and you can't tell, but a lot of that sunset footage is at near darkness. It's really an amazing little camera. 

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I've Now Been Sober Longer Than I've Been Allowed to Drink

"I'm done."

"You're not going to finish that beer?"

"No. I'm done done. Like I'm never drinking again."

"Really?"

"Yeah man. I'm done."

It's been six years since I've last drank. That's kind of crazy to me.

I used to party hard. I mean, I'm pretty sure your drunkest nights aren't even in my top ten. Case in point, I've been so drunk that I once locked myself inside a car. Not my car. Just some random stranger's car that I crawled into because I was drunk and lost and Pittsburgh has cold winters. I was so drunk I couldn't figure a way out of a car! I kept trying to door handle but couldn't figure it out. It got so bad that I had to pee on floor of the passenger side. And even that night was the drunkest I've ever been. (It's just the closest to an elementary school joke about Polish people so it's one of my favorite examples.)

But I don't think I was an alcoholic. While I can't really be for sure, based on conversations with friends that are definitely alcoholics, I don't think I fall into that category. I never needed alcohol. And to be quite honest, I never even liked the taste of alcohol. I like to say that I didn't have a drinking problem, I just had a problem when I drank. My problem was that in my younger days, I had an all or nothing attitude. If I was going to go out and party, I was really going to party. You know that guy at the bar that's probably too drunk to be there? Yeah, that was me.

And so I quit. Literally just like that. There was one last epic day of drinking after the Phillies won the World Series and I knew I had hit my wall. Before that, I had wanted to slow down and actually bartered with myself that I was allowed to drink, but that I would never get drunk again. Well that plan lasted about a week when, like usual, one beer turned into ten. And so the night after the Phillies World Series parade, I had one sip of a beer with my best friend and decided that was it. I think what really hurt me was the shame I was feeling. The night before I was really mean to this really nice girl and she deserved better. She deserved better than a drunk asshole in a kid's Tigger outfit passed out on her stoop at noon (I told you I used to party), and I knew I didn't want to be that guy anymore. So I quit. And it was easy.

In a weird way I feel guilty about how easy it was. Like I just turned off a switch and that was it. Alcohol instantly became like heroin to me. Do you want some heroin? No. Of course not. Why would I? So I never was tempted to start again. I managed to equate it with something I just don't do.

But this, in a strange way, eats me up inside. Because I know people that really struggle with this addiction. A few times people have come up to me and congratulated me for my sobriety and I just feel fake about it because I know my struggle wasn't the same as theirs. I wasn't addicted. I wasn't faced with this seemingly unsurmountable challenge. I just made a lifestyle preference and stood by it. I imagine it's similar to what a modern day soldier who flies drones must feel when they meet a WWII vet. Yeah we both fought an enemy, but one of us used a joystick thousands of miles away while the other had to choke Nazis with their bare hands. I can't help to feel that my fight was a little easier (and I'm not taking a shot at our troops because drones make way more sense in todays world and also America Fuck Yeah). 

And I'm not here to disparage drinking. In fact, I love the idea of drinking. Having a beer with someone is a great thing and I still like going to bars. Nowadays I just drink a diet coke instead. And truth be told, in a perfect world I would be able to "have a beer" and be fine. But I know me. I know one will turn into ten and I'll be peeing in front of families at Octoberfest or shoeless on the bus. That's how my brain works so I just don't anymore. For the most part it's fine. Only once in a blue moon do I crave a beer. And that beer is usually Blue Moon (It was my favorite).

So I sometimes am in this weird place with my sobriety. I know I'm proud of it but it's also not that big of a deal to me. It's more of a weird thing in my life than a major thing. I didn't go through 12 steps. In fact, I thought I quit drinking on Nov 3rd and had that date set as when I was going to write this. The truth is, I had to look up the day of the Phillies parade to see what the actual date of my last drink was. Turns out it was October 31th, 2008. You'd think I should remember that date but I don't. The day doesn't have the significance to me like it does other people. I almost feel too casual about it.

But the thing is, I want people to know my story because I am proud of it. I had managed to not end up dead or in jail and I'm not quite sure how. Considering I've been drunk and put in handcuffs by the police four times by the time I was 25, I would say a change was needed. Those last few years were brutal. I'd leave my shitty job, park my car in Shadyside, and drink into a functioning blackout all weekend. Monday morning I'd walk to where my car was and count the days until I could do it again. And I probably wouldn't have stopped if I didn't hear about other people that had quit. I remember reading that Philip Seymour Hoffman, Chris Mathews, and Ewan McGregor, three guys I admired, all had given up drinking because they were at a crossroads in their careers and had to make a choice between getting drunk or becoming successful. It's kind of ironic that one of my favorite actors helped me quit only to find out years later that he wouldn't be able to. Addiction is tough man and don't think for a second I don't feel extremely lucky to be in my position. And that's probably where the guilt comes in.

So I really don't know how to end this. There's no message or lesson to be learned from my story. I guess the big thing is, if you think alcohol is prohibiting your success, then it's cool to quit. If you do face addiction, please seek professional help. But if you're like me, and sometimes do really stupid stuff because of alcohol, quitting isn't a bad thing. I think it's great. Yes it gets weird sometimes because it's not "normal," but neither is being a drunk asshole and rolling bowling balls down the middle of the street during Penn State's Arts Fest. And to be honest, not many people even know I'm sober. But I did lose thirty pounds, I don't get wasted and call my parents at noon, and I haven't punched someone in the face at the Kentacohutt anymore. (That's the combination KFC, Taco Bell, and Pizza Hutt that used to grace the Pitt campus. Like I said, I used to drink.) So my life is immensely better having given up alcohol. And because of that, I'm really proud of myself. And if you want to give it a try, I promise you'll be proud of yourself too.

Now if you ask me to give up chicken wings...

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Everyday My Ass

- Oh man, where the hell have you been?

- Dude, I got a job. And a girlfriend. And I started to hate the internet.

Ok, so I stopped blogging for a long time. I have my reasons/excuses. That's the easy part. First of all, I started working for a giant corporation (still doing video though. Fuck pencil pushing). Well, the corporation is not that giant, but big enough that there's an HR department and some noisy people that will google the shit out of a coworker. I can pinpoint the time I stopped blogging when someone approached me and said they saw my blog. Not that I post anything really incriminating here, but sometimes my sarcasm doesn't translate well to random coworkers and I didn't want the hassle of people asking me questions at work about all the girls that never called me back. Which brings me to...

I fell in love with a coworker. Like really fell in love. Like she's my favorite person in the world and I can now reflect on a life before her and it's infinitely shittier than the life with her. I mean, my life before her was cool and all but since being with her, there's just a lot more cool life that I didn't know was possible. So blame her when I say I'm the luckiest man in the world. You'd feel that way too if you could wake up next to her like I do.

But dating someone from work is a little tricky so we kept it pretty quiet. We really didn't want anyone in our business because I like my job but I don't like it enough not to punch a motherfucker in the throat for saying something about her. So it was just easier to not really bring it up and keep it under wraps. And it's easier to keep it under wraps if you're not blogging about your life ya dig? Which brings me to the internet...

Man people be sharing too much. To be honest, I worry about the narcism in our lives. Look, I know I'm a huge part of it. I created a blog that's own name involved me dealing with it every day. I was the problem and kind of got sick of it. Post something. Stroll down. Did anyone like it? Why not? Who's that? Did they follow me back? Should I show more cleavage? It's just too much when every spare moment of your life involves digging into your pocket and checking for likes. I'm 31. I can enjoy the moment of waiting for an elevator. It's a fucking machine that takes you up to the top of twelve story buildings. It's a marvel of modern technology. Just wait the 30 goddamn seconds without needing a distraction for Pete's sake. Right?

But a lot has changed recently. My girl, let's just call her E, is no longer a coworker (ALL GOOD THO). And it's been two years at the job and it's real comfortable. Too comfortable. A little more corporate than I like and I noticed that I cared more about positioning and salary than being the dope writer and director that I want/know I can be. I took the job because it was good money and relatively easy. Great right? Yeah totally if that's what you want. But I think I kinda want more? You know, there's these wonderful people in my life and I feel like I owe them. Like so many people believe/ed in me in my life that it would kill me if I didn't tell their story. How is there no feature film with some lessons from my father in it yet? How is there no sitcom without a silly Asian mom that was inspired by the most beautiful and hilarious woman in my life? Why haven't I posted photos of my village from my most recent Thailand trip? They're things that I want to create and share and it's really hard to create when all you're thinking about is getting five minutes of face time with the CEO. The truth is, I always wanted to be the CEO and while I'm learning a lot and gaining valuable experience, there's still something lacking creatively. Which leads me back to this...

I need to write more. Just straight up write. I've been slipping. This blog served many purposes, and while it's existence alone satisfies one of them, the main goal is to force myself to write. Like everyday. Check the title sometime Jon Hill. Writing is fun. It helps me become a better writer. It helps me get my frustrations out. It helps me tell jokes. And most importantly, it's really really fun and I like having fun. Also, E tells me I need to get back to blogging. And E's really smart so I usually listen to her on these kind of things.

So I plan to be a lot more active on this thing. Tumblr has changed a lot and I really have no idea what the kids are into these days. But like always, I'm just going to do my thing and people can "like" it or not (punfully intended). I'm probably going to use this for some more long form writing which is just EXACTLY what people want when they are scrolling on their phones while waiting for an audition. But fuck it. This isn't for you. This is for me. And her. And him. And them. And America (Ok, not really America, but since this is America, it can be about America). And Thailand. Man I miss Thailand (funny but my cousins in Thailand post waaaaay more than I do on facebook. Times are changing man. Them kids used to wear my old clothes and now they got better phones than I do. At least they don't walk on my lawn ever since I put that sign up.)

So yeah, I'm back. For real. I miss writing. I miss posting. I miss telling stories. That's why I got into this whole thing. To tell stories. But stepping away has been good. Got me rejuvenated and I'm going to approach it differently this time. So get ready to read some stories. Or not. You probably got like through two thumb scrolls before being pissed at me anyway. I'll try to post a puppy next time.

Day 1 of Forever. 

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I think I'll always have a crush on you. (this is what this form is for, right?)

Yep.

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I touched a dinosaur bone today.

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"Yeah, can I go off book here? I'm thinking oatmeal cookie bottom, both the red velvet and chocolate chip ice creams in the middle, oh, and put a cupcake upside down on top so I can eat it like a sandwich..."

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So OUR ROBOCOP REMAKE exists now. It’s a real thing that’s all in one place and sitting on the computer at The Downtown Independent.

Running time 1 hr 46 minutes, but there’s like 5-minutes plus of ending credits, so it’s more like 1 hr 40 minutes.  I’m feeling pretty optimistic about it - it’s total madness and you probably won’t fully appreciate it if you haven’t watched the original RoboCop recently - but it’s a fun dumb thing and I absolutely love it. 

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Honored to have been able to direct a scene in this. Especially honored with my cast. It's silly. Just the way I like it.

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Shit got real on the 110 today.

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High Expectations this Year I won two separate Tug-O-War competitions in 2013 so next year is going to be hard to top. But I'm pulling for it though.* *Punfully intended.

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Just going Full Dad Mode right now. Real proud of the quick grip tv holder.

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Needed some clean socks.