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Tuesday, October 27, 2009

SOUR DOUGH



Sour Dough is the story of a man with Troubles, and I play one of them.

(If the video looks strange here, watch the full-size version on YouTube.)

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Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Tuesday Newsday

Obama: US `determined to act' on climate change
President Barack Obama today told the United Nations that the U.S. is "determined to act" on climate change. "No, seriously," he added. "I'm not even joking. I know we've said this before but this time it's like, woah, you know?" He further added, "Really."

Space shuttle Discovery back home in Florida
The shuttle Discovery is back at Cape Canaveral after a two-week mission to deliver supplies to the international space station. The trip would have taken longer had the pilot not made good on his promise to "turn this shuttle around" if the astronauts didn't stop arguing, "I swear to god, I will turn it right back around."

S.Korea scientist wins dog cloning court battle
South Korean scientist Hwang Woo-Suk has won a copyright battle over the technique he used to clone an Afghan hound in 2005. Woo-Suk won the case when he proved that his technique was different than the one patented by Seoul National Univeristy, and when he promised that in the future he will only clone dogs if they are "totally cute."

Fed judge says grizzlies still threatened
A judge has determined that grizzly bears in Yellowstone National Park still belong on the threatened species list, and they will remain there until populations rise or he encounters one in person.

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Monday, September 21, 2009

Two Guys, Another Grenade



Written by Jake Christie and Travis Curran. Birthed by Tasty Dude Films.

Fruit makes me scream like a girl. Just an FYI.

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Wednesday, September 16, 2009

"Firstborn" in Word Riot

My short story "Firstborn" appears in this month's issue of Word Riot magazine.
My wife decides that, starting today, we need to carry around a bag of flour to prepare us for being parents. I tell her that carrying around a bag of flour is her solution for everything, and she just stares at me, which I guess I kind of deserve. Carrying around a bag of flour isn't her solution for anything, but I haven't had my coffee yet and I felt like making a joke, which is my solution for everything. She says to be serious, because this is a baby we're talking about, our baby, and it's important to her that we be ready when we really become parents. I say, "Okay."
Check it out, scout.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

SUPERERCARING!



Extended cut of TDF's "Supercaring." More jokes, more music, more credits, more awesomeness. Deal with it, internet!

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Tuesday, August 25, 2009

SUPERCARING!



Presenting "SUPERCARING," the Tasty Dude Films entry for the 2009 48 Hour Film Project in Portland, Maine. This entire short was conceived, written, shot, edited, and burned to disc between 7:30 PM on Friday, August 14th and 7:30 PM on Sunday, August 16th. Watch it in HD so you can really see the bags under my eyes. Look for an extended cut and maybe other extras on the Tasty Dude Films website soon.

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Sunday, August 02, 2009

Cycling has [Potential!]

I've got a new little ditty up on super-collabo-site Potential! called "Meditations on Cycling, or 'Zen Riding.'"
I can go for about ten minutes before my body starts to complain. My back makes itself heard. My chest gives me its opinion. My legs educate me on the finer points of stiffening up and tiny tears in the muscle. They all tell me to stop, but I decide to keep going. I know that if I can just keep going, I’ll break through it.

Five minutes later, my body looks around and decides that everything is totally cool.

I think this is what they call “runner’s high.” Endorphins surge through me. Instead of feeling the aching in my legs, I feel the wind on my face. I notice the reflection of the sun on the ocean. I’m not riding the bike anymore, I’m just going.
Check it, homeboys and homegirls.