DAY WITH THE AUNTIE
Last night (early morning), I stayed up watching Capturing the Friedmans which is a documentary about the Friedmans in Long Island, NY and the trials they went through during the Salem witch hunts of the 80s. I was first exposed to the movie through a Cal newsletter that featured the director. He graduated from Cal's Graduate School of Journalism around the same time I graduated. I also ended up doing some freelance work for an ad agency that was hired to promote the film. They wanted to be sure the art houses were actually showing the ads for the film during the previews.
Of course, I felt it was necessary for me to put it on my Netflix list. What a fascinating movie but to learn that it took up about three years of the director's life amazed me. Would I have the tenacity and patience to go through such an ordeal for a film? When I can answer yes to that question, then I think I'll be ready to tackle the film industry.
I bought some food for my T. Esma who is in town. We had a nice talk during the day about life and the stresses it puts on us. It was nice to hear some tales she would tell me about her father. It turns out her dad was much more strict than my grandfather (her uncle). In fact, there was one time when she was ready to go out to a ball with one of my uncles (a special one that not everyone is invited to) and on that same day, her dad told her she couldn't go. She was devastated and cried and punched on the pillow that was in her room so no one would hear. These kinds of stories fascinate me because (true or untrue), they make up the matrix of my family's history.
A family website has always been on my mind, but no one has the time or inclination to create one. However, now that Jansen is working on his degree, maybe he'll learn enough to be our webmaster. Then it will be a load of fun to put content up on the site.
Later, we had dinner at a Brazilian restaurant with all the oldies courtesy of T. Bebot. Binggoy and Rachelle showed up too so I was glad that I wasn't the only "young" one there. Afterwards, we watched the Clippers lose a heartbreaker to the Phoenix Suns. Let's see if they have enough willpower to win at home.
Last night (early morning), I stayed up watching Capturing the Friedmans which is a documentary about the Friedmans in Long Island, NY and the trials they went through during the Salem witch hunts of the 80s. I was first exposed to the movie through a Cal newsletter that featured the director. He graduated from Cal's Graduate School of Journalism around the same time I graduated. I also ended up doing some freelance work for an ad agency that was hired to promote the film. They wanted to be sure the art houses were actually showing the ads for the film during the previews.
Of course, I felt it was necessary for me to put it on my Netflix list. What a fascinating movie but to learn that it took up about three years of the director's life amazed me. Would I have the tenacity and patience to go through such an ordeal for a film? When I can answer yes to that question, then I think I'll be ready to tackle the film industry.
I bought some food for my T. Esma who is in town. We had a nice talk during the day about life and the stresses it puts on us. It was nice to hear some tales she would tell me about her father. It turns out her dad was much more strict than my grandfather (her uncle). In fact, there was one time when she was ready to go out to a ball with one of my uncles (a special one that not everyone is invited to) and on that same day, her dad told her she couldn't go. She was devastated and cried and punched on the pillow that was in her room so no one would hear. These kinds of stories fascinate me because (true or untrue), they make up the matrix of my family's history.
A family website has always been on my mind, but no one has the time or inclination to create one. However, now that Jansen is working on his degree, maybe he'll learn enough to be our webmaster. Then it will be a load of fun to put content up on the site.
Later, we had dinner at a Brazilian restaurant with all the oldies courtesy of T. Bebot. Binggoy and Rachelle showed up too so I was glad that I wasn't the only "young" one there. Afterwards, we watched the Clippers lose a heartbreaker to the Phoenix Suns. Let's see if they have enough willpower to win at home.
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