Sunday, May 25, 2008

Creep Factor!

I’m writing a short film screenplay about trust. Not to give too much of the plot away, it involves an older guy marrying a much, much younger woman Now---- with Indiana Jones opening this weekend, and all the woman’s talk of Harrison Ford’s lingering ‘hotness’ at 65.

His relationship with a much younger woman (22 years age difference) I would like to know what the average person’s “Creep Factor” for dating younger/older people. I recently read that it is the older person’s age, divided by two and add seven and that is the YOUNGEST the older person can get involved with. In my screenplay- my guy is aged 55 and his wife is 22.

So what is YOUR creep factor?

Sunday, May 11, 2008

What would you do-- or the real me!

You’re suddenly wealthy beyond your wildest dreams. Well maybe not, but let’s pretend. In other words- money is not a worry for you anymore, and you can do whatever you want to do for the rest of your life.

A lot of people give vague answers when asked what they would do if they were rich.
Most people would like to travel. To where? Have many people REALLY given thought to who they are and what they would do if wealthy?

So- I sat down and really thought about who I am and here is what I came up with:

My greatest joy in life is to make people smile, laugh and think. So I would continue to write a blog- or something to entice a chuckle, a chortle, an insightful thought or something. If I didn’t have to work, I could write more, and if a day came I didn’t feel like sitting down and writing- I’d write; “Nothing to say today.”

I don’t have time to ride everyday, so I’d ride my bike more.

Yes I’d travel. I have always wanted to check out the United Kingdom, so I’d get my International Driver’s license, fly over there, buy a car and drive around for three or so years. Explore every nook and cranny. But then again I’d like to explore the nooks and crannies of this country, so maybe I’d be over there for two years and drive around over here for two years. Take pictures. Lots! I’d also like to see the Great Wall of China before I die. I like India too… so much to see.

I’d give more gifts. I LOVE giving gifts to people… it’s my second joy in life behind making people smile. Some people think it’s a little strange that I give gifts to strangers, but I like doing it. So if I was wealthy, I’d gift many, many people. I’d cruise’s wish lists and gift people their whole list!

When not traveling, gifting, writing, I’d spend whole days in NYC doing nothing and feeling guilty about it.

I love mash-up songs. That’s where they piece together a song from many others. Maybe I’d do a few of those. Heck, I just LOVE creating things, so that’s what I’d do when not traveling, gifting, reading, lounging in New York, or napping.

The only thing I haven’t figured out is where I’d live. I love the beach, but I love New York City too. A few years ago I spent a week in Chicago and LOVED that city too. So maybe I’d have residences in many cities.

So- that’s me and what I’d like to do with my life.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

I spied with my little eye----

I saw something which disturbed me this bright warm spring morning. I witnessed a bus full of kids, and on the console next to the bus driver was a crocheted covered coffee can full of pens and pencils. I don’t blame the bus driver for this- she is probably just trying to be a great driver by having a supply of writing implements for those kids who forgot theirs. Most likely she never thought about what might happen to these missiles if she was to get into an accident.

In the course of my day I see all sorts of people exiting their cars full of junk. Candy wrappers, soda cans, Snapple bottles- well you get the idea. I’ll bet no one even thinks of what kind of destruction these pieces of trash can do in an accident- and you could be the most careful driver out there, but someone else could hit you and you could die in a stupid trash-missile accident.

About 20 years ago, up near Schenectady New York, I witnessed a truck run off the road in the middle of the night. I stopped to help. The truck was rolled on its side, and when I saw the driver I thought he lost an eye- it was that gross. But in reality, he just cut himself above the eye, ad the blood was running down his face. He was hit by his trucker’s briefcase- the thing he put his wallet in, shipping papers, log book, etc. He was hit with the thing because it was loose inside his truck’s cab, and when he rolled over, he got hit with the loose object. Luckily, there was an ER nurse who also witnessed the crash and stopped to help, and I overheard her telling the police officer that responded that if the briefcase hit him a quarter if an inch closer to his eye socket he would have broken his skull and his eye would have been expelled from its socket. I get queasy just thinking about this.

Another time I stopped to help out at an accident in northern Massachusetts, right on the Vermont border. It had rained (in February!) and just before I arrived in that area the road was solid ice. While assisting at the first accident, a young woman, 25ish, hit a patch of ice and flipped her car three times and rolled it three times. When my driving partner and I got to her demolished car, she was still in the driver’s seat, appeared to be unharmed (yeah for the safety of Mercedes!) as far as we could see with the car on its side. But after trying to get her out, we noticed she was dazed and incoherent, more than should be, looking at her condition. Again, we had professional help, a paramedic arrived at the scene for the first accident and witnessed this girl’s ‘stunt’ driving, and he noticed her purse. I picked it up off her head, and the thing must have weighed 30 pounds- she had everything in there, and the paramedic deduced that her purse hit her squarely in the temple. She could not move any of her limbs, and to this day I wonder if she recovered. I can’t help believe if her purse didn’t hit her in the head, she might have just got out and walked away from that accident.

I read somewhere (No I can’t produce the link-sorry) that something like 10% of fatal accidents could be avoided because it wasn’t the impact that killed the car’s occupants, it was the junk they had laying around in the car that brought about their demise.

So- I hope you see my point. Does YOUR car have implements of possible destruction on the floor? I REFUSE to let my passengers drink out of a glass container while we are driving. Imagine that a full 16 oz glass bottle could do if left in a cup holder and you are hit on the side. We forced the car manufacturers into providing us with all these cup holders, but have you ever thought what might happen to that steaming hot cup of coffee if you are hit from the side by an errant driver?

So keep your modes of transportation neat and free from debris. Look for stuff that can loosen in an accident and cause you or your passengers harm. I’d hate to lose anyone reading this in a freak accident involving a newly bought spatula, a bottle of mango juice, a Webster’s Thesaurus, and a hot mocha latte!

Sunday, May 4, 2008


I have a new interest in film making- especially short films, which are making a comeback from their heyday in the 1940s.

I am working on a few scripts- but one in particular is very close to my heart. It's based on a short story a friend of mine wrote, and while the story is humorous, when translated to my script, it shows sadness within the humor.

I was thinking of trying to get some sort of grant to film it, but I had an idea that it might look like a more realistic situation if filmed lo-fi style on a cheap video camera. But either way- the budget wouldn't be huge and if anyone has aspirations of working on a really cool project and getting their mug before a camera, this would be a great opportunity! Plus I need the cheap/free help... heh heh heh.