We learn about Bret’s flying skills (or lack thereof) and how he decided to change course with his career. Also, Alistair and Bret decide to incorporate technology into the show.
Sorry for the long delay, but hey! You get two videos! Stop complaining!
This is a video of Alistair’s beginnings. He once had a dream to become a weatherman in southern Tennessee. Even though he failed at that, he eventually began a very, very successful bout as a television talk show host.
We have had some technical difficulties, so it may be another hour or two before our other video is up. Yes, we did two videos this week. You’re welcome.
In the spirit of wonderfully bad poetry introduced in Robby’s blog, I shall now attempt to make all English majors’ eyes bleed with my horrid prose:
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I sit in the computer lab
thinking that my life is fab.
All the while I hit “tab” on my keyboard.
My life is actually drab, and I’m bored.
The white cinder block walls stare at me.
(They must have eyes, but I can’t tell because they are completely white, as cinder blocks are supposed to be.)
The lights are too bright, but I can change that.
There’s this thingy on the desk that can change that.
My computer monitor on the right is the wrong resolution,
making my eyes wander in revolutions.
But my shift is almost over,
making me more lucky than if I had gone out into the field behind the gym and found myself a green four-leaf clover.
I can’t tell you how much trouble Windows gives me. I work in a computer lab, and that means dealing with 26 XP machines. It is such a pain! We just freshly imaged EVERY computer in the lab, yet somehow Windows finds ways to have unique errors on several of them. I want to move to Europe where there is a significant portion of the population that uses Linux. That would be nice.
Well, we’re releasing the video early. Rather than tomorrow (Sunday), we’ll be showing you our latest movie. And it is not an Alistair Watkins show, either. This movie idea was sparked by my mother, who wanted to see a video of our room. She wanted to see how we arranged it, etc. I had made a video of my room last year, and she just wanted a virtual tour. Well, we didn’t settle for that. Instead, we show our shamelessness in a horror flick with the same title as this post (I don’t feel like typing the entire thing again). The movie is completely original (music and all). Some of the music can be found on my music page, and I may upload the rest later.
It is a silent film with narration (by me, Curtis). The action is as cheesy as we could make it. The “blood” is complements of Hunt’s ™ ketchup.
In case you didn’t understand the movie, Robby stole Curtis’ pen. Curtis is chasing him to get it back. He gets it back. Robby almost dies in the process. That’s pretty much the entire plot. If you watch to the end, you will find that the blooper reel is about par with the actual movie.
Written by curtis in: Media,Videos | since 28 Dec 2008 |
I just know that you’re dying to hear something new. Well, I won’t disappoint you. If you go to my music page, you will find my digital audio class final project (not as good as my K.R.’s Place slushy maker story, in my opinion) and a new techno piece. Which I will put here, for all of you that are too lazy to visit the music page.
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Today is the beginning of classes for semester two of my second year of college! I’m one credit-hour away from being a junior. One year from now, I will be a senior. Several decades from now, I may graduate. For now, I must sit through microeconomics. Not only that, I’ve already walked several miles (it MUST be) to and from classes. I have one class on the first floor of Brock Hall, then one in Hickman, then one back in Brock, all in a row. Those buildings are on opposite sides of the expansive campus! It takes the entire 10 minutes to go from one end to the other with a major speedwalk going on. I will have amazing calves at the end of this semester.
Well, now I’m on to choir, my favorite class! Woo hoo!
Written by curtis in: My Life | since 28 Dec 2008 |