Friday, September 29, 2006

Termites ate my Diploma

Yep. Came back from the research trip up North to continue clearing out my office space downtown. I'd placed my Diploma, framed nicely, on the floor near the corner out of the way in case "something were to happen to it" while I consolidated things for the move. P{aid $50 bucks for it, a replacement for the original, which was MIA long ago. $50 bucks to get a replacement from NYU, as if they hadn't already taken enough of my money!

Anyway, found that termites had invaded the framed glass, had eaten through the dimploma itself in many places, so it now resembles an old pirate map or Civil War battlefied document. Needless to say, I can no longer use it to try to get teaching work, soi now wil lhave to shell out another $50 to the good old Alma Mater for another one.

Took the frame outside, broke the glas swith a brick in the garbage basket, and lifted out the remains of the army of fat white Cambodian termites, rejoicing at their unexpected imported treat of fine paper, were running in colums along the edge of the frame.

I smashed the frame , kicking it savagely with my boot, then shook off all the termites.

They fell to the flat tiled driveway, where roaming ants rushed to gather them. Saw one small ant, not even as big as a Diploma-eating termite, run off with one wriggling in its jaws.

Aww, f*ck it. That's just entropy anyway, things coming and going. Why, we all have termites eating away at something as we speak. My Diploma, today, is just a turning curl in the Big Bang, whooshing itself out in the form of a termite feast.

Of course, no explanation will convince NYU to waive the $50 bucks for a new Diploma, I can gurantee you that. That fifty bucks is a thing of this earth, a device of men to wield their way 'long the turning earth, as long as they still can.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Anyone for BREAKFAST?

No, not at Denny's--up at Base Area 353, near the town of Memot in Cambodia, not far from the Vietnam border. The US bombed the hell out of this and other suspected sanctuary areas during the undeclared, secret war in Cambodia during the Vietnam War era, in an attempt to destroy NVA and other enemy forces using the area to stage offensives against the South.

Anyway, BREAKFAST was the name of the first mission, part of Operation Mennu, devised by Nixon and Kissinger, to accomplish that very task.

We're heading up to BREAKFAST on Monday, will possibly also visit DINNER and DESSERT on the same research trip, all for the sake of developing Camerado's next [third] feature, "Snack, Breakfast, Dinner".

Will post blog and photos as soon as we get back; in the meantime, since we're completely self-funded at this point (although now that I'm living in Cambodia, airfare and language isn't really an issue)


We're clawing away at any grant opportunities we can, but you know how that any assistance will be put to very good use in this imprtant social issue feature film.

Here's the link to make an easy contribution, [look for the PayPal Button on the following Contributions page]:




Monday, September 11, 2006

Hey What a Coincidence: Oil Prices Falling (Just before the elections)

Hey, what a coincidence: the price of oil happens to be falling RIGHT BEFORE THE UPCOMING ELECTIONS! Better buy now while the price is low, because you know what might happen after the elections are over. ;)

Hey, but what the heck: as long as enough Americans momentarily forget the crooked embezzlers who are in office now, those same racketeers who have set up a very elaborate and convincing front (the war in Iraq) in order to line their pockets and those of their cronies while they still have two years long as enough Americans forget those years of crookedness during these intoxicating two months of cheaper [but not cheap] oil, then there's no problem.

Nope. No problem at all...


By the way, there is a solution to the Iraq situation, though it would involve "loss of face" and some folks essentially admitting they made a Big Mistake. It's called:

Putting Saddam Hussein Back in Power.

Sound off the wall? Think about it. Who else knows how to run the place better than he does, who else knows the intricacies of tribal politics, who else can reactivate the old control mehcanism within a couple months?

Yea, it would be a huge loss of face to one former cheerleader. But it would also mean saving thousands of lives, including the lives of troops who are yet to lose theirs. We would also be on the road to a more stable Middle East, yes the Middle east was more stable when Hussein was in control in Iraq (than it is now), and everyone knows this--many are loathe to admit this fact of course.

What's worse: loss of face...or loss of life?