Robert Redford Would Tell Me I Suck

So, I have the video camera now. I taped us in the barracks. I taped us walking around the base. I even taped the barracks in the distance as we walked around the base. Of all the words that come to mind, "riveting" is not one of them.

My new-found aspirations to be an independent film maker, seems to not be panning out as hoped. My first feature is a short documentary, featuring Marines on a Navy Base who aren't allowed to leave. That might even end up being the name of the short film.

The Sundance Film Festival may not be ready.

The tape is about half way finished, and upon marking completion, I will ship the camcorder and my indie drama back to Courtney, who is still in Oregon, roughly eight bajillion miles away.

She won't like it, either. But a least now she will be able to picture in her head the places that I describe, and the people I live with. Think of it as The Real World, meets MASH, meets The Constant Gardener.

Today, we PT'd (physical training). Saturday it may be, but PT we did. It.
Today was ultimate frisbee, and my team ultimately scored 7 points to their 5, and it was a feeling of ultimate satisfaction, since the highest ranking Marine there was on my team as well, and he therefore did not need to destroy me for sucking at life.

He hasn't seen my video.

I wish I had a computer at my disposal, one where I could upload my drama onto it, edit it, put a little music here and there, maybe some sound effects, maybe a CGI little talking animal sidekick to accompany me around. I could then burn my labor onto disc, and distribute it all over. Instant cinema.

However, the lack of equipment gives the film more of a "raw" feel. Don't confuse "raw" with "poor and lazy".

The film will be not be rated. That would cut down on the "raw"ness. Ultimately.

Well now I've pretty much scribed out every scenario and plot of the audio/visual fest that is my life, right here on this blog. Now when Courtney sees it, she can say "Not only did it suck - the book was better".

Just wait till you get to the scene where we're allowed to go out in town in Newport.

School is VERY tough and demanding, but that will not be filmed. It's not pertinent.

Thought of the day: does it really have to be "ultimate frisbee"? That sounds like we should be listening to Quiet Riot blaring out of our Camarro and wearing our Master of Puppets cut-off shirts with ill fitted jeans. Frisbee Football, I thought, would suffice.

Whew!

Week one of school is finished. It's Sunday now, and the weather is absolutely horrible. It rains sideways, and the wind is probably exceeding the speed limit - no joke. Granted, the speed limit on base isn't super fast, but it's still cold as all get out.

School is fairly tough. At least, it is for me. This whole legal thing is very new to me. Very interesting tho.

I am going to have Courtney send me her video camera over here, so I can make a kind of documentary of the school here. So it should be sufficiently boring, and be pretty much me acting like a moron trying to make people laugh.

Whoever anonymously posted a comment, come back! It's my turn to read your blog now. It's only fair...

Well I'm done for now. Every time I go to update my blog, I realize how mundane I must seem.

Oh and by the way, watch "Stranger Than Fiction". Surprisingly, it was really good.

Holla back.

4421

Yeah, that's my MOS. 4421, Legal Services. School starts on April 9, which means I am pretty much just hanging out in the meantime waiting to pick up.

There are some pretty cool people in the class, and it's a small class. 23 Marines, maybe 25? Something like that, I dunno.

I don't go down to the Liberty Center (where the computers are) much here, because it's a long walk and we stay pretty busy. If I can find a spot for my PSP to get wi-fi maybe I'll update more on there. I'll look into it.

I swear I'm not as boring as this is all coming across. The problem is, many of these stories are of the "guess you had to be there" variety. I will say this...I hate Akon. Apparently everyone in our hall has that CD, and listens to it on volume 11 at any and all given chances. I like to battle it with the most white boy music I can muster on my iHome for my iPod (thanks, Katie). Oh, we want to listen to Chingy? Fine. Jimmy Eat World it is. You get the picture. And if you don't, I still have Limp Bizkit on standby. And trust me, the music may not be enjoyable, but the reaction of my hallmates is.

There are two Marines to a room on our hall. Small rooms, a dorm-like setting. Obviously girls share rooms. The hall is co-ed, the rooms are not. Any of the females on the hall could also fight me, and win.

Our NCO's (basically, our bosses or whatever that check on us) are way cool. Very laid back, so we don't have too much worry about, unless we're just being retarded.

We went to downtown Newport alot this weekend..very nice area, little expensive, and we stuck out like a sore thumb, so we made alot of friends.

My fiance (that's still weird to say!) is sending me an Easter basket. Pretty sure I love that girl alot.. I try not to make her mad too much.

Well I guess that's enough rambling for now. My cheeseburger is ready.