Giant Robot Store and GR2 News
This is what the nighttime pool party looks like at The Palms. The lights in the pool revolve colors. I think the blue is the best. It was a fundraiser for New Orleans through a film called Dark Streets. A band played, and Bijou Philips who stars in the film came up and sang two songs. Overall, it’s party as part of the film festival, and I’m not sure how many people there actually see the films, but it’s culture in the desert. Yep I shot video.
Continue reading
Hi My Name is Ryan is a funny documentary about a kid named Ryan Avery who current at 22 is on a Mormon Mission, but the film is about his musical career which is about punk rock, performance, art, poetry, and theater. He's a chubby angelic kid who's efforts have done more in a naive way for the underground of Phoenix, Arizona. The film is decently put together, you get the drama of his life, the...
Hi My Name is Ryan is a funny documentary about a kid named Ryan Avery who current at 22 is on a Mormon Mission, but the film is about his musical career which is about punk rock, performance, art, poetry, and theater. He’s a chubby angelic kid who’s efforts have done more in a naive way for the underground of Phoenix, Arizona. The film is decently put together, you get the drama of his life, the fact that he has a so so relationship with his parents, a childish lifestyle, getting made fun of at school, and being the odd guy out. In some ways, a lot of us can relate, and it’s great to see how this kid makes it work for him. It’s amazing at 22, he can have a documentary about his life. He gets off of his Mormon mission in 2 months, perhaps we’ll hear more about him. The only bad, is at times, I felt like the film dragged, perhaps it was 10 minutes too long, but at 78 minutes, that’s the shortest it can be. It’s a great effort. That’s what a Q and A looks like This is a buffet plate at The Palms. Ham, Chicken, Beef, crab leg, pineapple, cookie, strawberries, collard greens, Lebanese rice, cantalope. I also ate a salad and had coffee and a tiny desert. Oh and roast beef too. This is what the hotel looks like. It’s like Spring Break. Lake Havasu. Plenty of leg, ass, chest, cat calling, staring, beach balls, beer, “yeah brah”, ho’s, and I won’t go outside again.
Continue reading
I almost feel like it's not right to post photos of Hanako this way, so I found one from a few months ago. She's old, but it wasn't just a month ago that she would run around in the backyard for just a bit with me. She acted like a pup, messing around and posturing in a ready to play stance. Of course at 17 years old, she's slowing down quite a lot. Today, her body's giving out and her mannerisms...
I almost feel like it’s not right to post photos of Hanako this way, so I found one from a few months ago. She’s old, but it wasn’t just a month ago that she would run around in the backyard for just a bit with me. She acted like a pup, messing around and posturing in a ready to play stance. Of course at 17 years old, she’s slowing down quite a lot. Today, her body’s giving out and her mannerisms and sounds she’s making are different. Shiba’s are known to sometimes run away at the end of their lives. Some say, to die dignified and in private. Hanako seemed intent on walking around this morning and we couldn’t get her to sit still. After We put on her collar and leash, it made her relax. She loved to go outside and the leash would make her happy. My mom pet her until she went to sleep. I hope Hanako is ok with this. Her days, if that, are quite limited. I stopped in, on the way to this trip I’m on, and said goodbye. This is the scene I left. Now I’m sitting in a hotel, trying to think of the many, many moments of Hanako. She’s been around for a while – practically half my life and through the life of Giant Robot magazine. She was the first Shiba in a succession of them in our family, each family member getting a Shiba probably hoping theirs could match up to Hanako. People talk about their best dogs, and without a doubt, Hanako’s the smartest, cleverest, and perhaps most human. Through past friends, family members, trips, events, and work, I can easily remember moments where she somehow interacted with them. A lot of things have come and gone, and Hanako’s been around for it all. If she wasn’t sitting at the dinner table being part of the action, then she was somewhere nearby taking it in. She’s had a great life and ours have been alright too.
Continue reading