So I wrote my cousin TJ an Email today. I liked it so I decided to post it here for all to read. (meaning Brianne and possibly dad.)
i recall telling you that i would write you at least once while you were on your mission and this is number three already. But that is ok.
Not much going on around here. Workin hard here inside the prison. It is lots of fun. I get to yell and be mean to the guys here. Well, when they deserve it that is. No customer service here.
So I am glad that you are enjoying the work. Here is my deep thought for today.
I was always counting down the time until i had left. And I was so happy to be home. I couldnt wait to have La Frontera burritos again, and go to see a movie, or just not get up on time.
Now I would give anything to be able to go back to Chile and see the people again.
I have been reading a book called the Alchemist here at work at night and last night I read something that made me look at life in a new way.
Where I am in the book a young man is on his way to Egypt to see the Pyramids. He is traveling in a Caravan across the Sahara desert, and he has become good friends with the leader of the Caravan.
The Leader says to him one day that he doesnt think about the things in the past, nor the things that will happen in the future. When he is eating he thinks only about eating, and when he is traveling he keeps his mind on his travels. He doesnt worry about what will happen at the next stop, instead he worried about what he is doing in that moment.
He then goes onto say that this is the only real way to experience happiness. To live in the moment, and not worry about what has already happened or what is going to happen in the future. Just enjoy life as it is.
That made me think differently all the sudden. I always think that life will be so much better when my kids are older and Romina and I have more money. But I know that if I think that way, when the day comes that all that happens, I am gonna long for the days I am in right now. So I got home this morning and hugged and kissed my kids and enjoyed them for who they are right now. Because soon I won't be able to. Does that make sense?
Anyway, I don't think you are getting trunky or anything. I am not even trying to lecture you about anything. I just thought I would share my thoughts with you and maybe it will help you one day! Take care and tell the Chilean people I love em.
Love
Marc.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
One Word
Alright I'll do it.
1. Where is your cell phone? Dunno
2. Your significant other? Romi
3. Your hair? Shaggy
4. Your mother? Fun
5. Your father? Cool
6. Your favorite thing? WOW
7. Your dream last night? Dunno
8. Your favorite drink? Water
9. Your dream/goal? Rich
10. The room you're in? Office
11. Your fear? Alone
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Outback
13. Where were you last night? Work
14. What you're not? Short
15. Muffins? No
16. One of your wish list items? Backyard
17. Where did you grow up? Utah
18. The last thing you did? Eat
19. What are you wearing? Uniform
20. Your TV? Big
21. Your pet? Nope
22. Your computer? Missed
23. Your life? Happy
24. Your mood? Bored
25. Missing someone? Kids
26. Your car? Pimp
27. Something you're not wearing? Swimware
28. Favorite Store? Costco
29. Your summer? Over
30. Your favorite color? Brown
31. When is the last time you laughed? Today
32. Last time you cried? Dunno
33. Who will/would re-post this? Nobody
34. FOUR PLACES I GO OVER AND OVER:a) Work b) Home c) Store d) Azeroth
35. FOUR PEOPLE WHO E-MAIL ME:a) Blake b) Redbox c) Boss d) Verizon
36. FOUR OF MY FAVORITE FOODS:a) Chicken b) Mexican c) Italian d) Roast
37. FOUR PLACES I WOULD RATHER BE RIGHT NOW? a) Home b) Azeroth c) Chile d) Driving
1. Where is your cell phone? Dunno
2. Your significant other? Romi
3. Your hair? Shaggy
4. Your mother? Fun
5. Your father? Cool
6. Your favorite thing? WOW
7. Your dream last night? Dunno
8. Your favorite drink? Water
9. Your dream/goal? Rich
10. The room you're in? Office
11. Your fear? Alone
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Outback
13. Where were you last night? Work
14. What you're not? Short
15. Muffins? No
16. One of your wish list items? Backyard
17. Where did you grow up? Utah
18. The last thing you did? Eat
19. What are you wearing? Uniform
20. Your TV? Big
21. Your pet? Nope
22. Your computer? Missed
23. Your life? Happy
24. Your mood? Bored
25. Missing someone? Kids
26. Your car? Pimp
27. Something you're not wearing? Swimware
28. Favorite Store? Costco
29. Your summer? Over
30. Your favorite color? Brown
31. When is the last time you laughed? Today
32. Last time you cried? Dunno
33. Who will/would re-post this? Nobody
34. FOUR PLACES I GO OVER AND OVER:a) Work b) Home c) Store d) Azeroth
35. FOUR PEOPLE WHO E-MAIL ME:a) Blake b) Redbox c) Boss d) Verizon
36. FOUR OF MY FAVORITE FOODS:a) Chicken b) Mexican c) Italian d) Roast
37. FOUR PLACES I WOULD RATHER BE RIGHT NOW? a) Home b) Azeroth c) Chile d) Driving
Monday, November 10, 2008
Halloween
Well, it has been long enough I guess. I was hoping to have finished my latest film some time ago, but life sometimes gets in the way and things take longet than expected. Anyway, tonight we finished filming all the scenes, and now I have a guy creating the music. This new film will be completly original. Everything in it will have been made specifically for this film alone. I was looking at the finished product today (without sound) and I was so excited to actaully see my thoughts play out on camera. This is going to be the best film I have made by far. Hopefully it will be out within the next week. But no promises.
Anyway, here are some pics from this years Halloween
Anyway, here are some pics from this years Halloween
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Jason woke up with a massive headache. Everything was dark. The air he sucked in was humid and rank.
"Why is there a bag over my head?" He wondered. Disoriented and confused, he tried to move his arms only to find they were bound behind him. He kicked his legs to find that they were bound as well. Then his memory slowly became unclouded.
"The man in the alley, he did this to me." Jason thought. He struggled some more, trying to free himself from the bindings. He had to stop though as the pain was unbearable. The bindings seemed to be cutting into his skin. In frustration, desperation, and fear, Jason screamed out. The scream then turned into a cry.
"What is going on? Why is this happening to me?" He questioned out loud.
"Because you have information that we want" a voice replied. Jason nearly fell over in his chair from fear, when the voice sounded. He thought he was alone up to that point.
"So tell me what you know and I will make your death less painful."
"I swear to you I don't know what you are talking about, please just let me go." Jason pleaded. The man walked up to Jason, lifted his leg up and kicked him in the chest, toppling Jason to the ground and knocking the wind out of him. The bindings on his wrist dug deeper into his skin. Jason fought for air, and when it returned he yelped in pain.
"I will give you a minute to think things over. When I return, I will not be so patient." The man said calmly.
Jason then listened to the footsteps of the man distance themselves from where he now lay. He heard a door creak open and slam. The footsteps then faded away. He shifted his body to the side and began to shake nervously.
"Who is this guy? What does he expect me to tell him?" He thought. He lay there in pain for five minutes, trying with all his might to know what it was he was being tortured for. I he knew he would have no problem giving the information up. But that was just the thing. He didn't know anything. Had the man picked up the wrong person? There could be no other explanation.
The door cracked open again, and the man in the bowler hat walked in the room.
"Have you made your decision?" He asked.
"Sir, I don't know what you are talking about. I really think you have mistaken me for someone else. If you let me go, I promise I won't say a word to anybody. I mean, I couldn't even if I wanted to. I haven't even seen your face." Jason pleaded.
The man neared Jason and kneeled at his side.
"Perhaps you are right my dear boy. Perhaps you aren't Jason Jason. Maybe you aren't the one I have been tracking for the last 6 months. I guess it could be possible you aren't the one who has been contacted by the Ghost. So I guess I can let you go. I mean, after all, you haven't seen me or anything."
The man paused for a second; he reached to his thigh and unsheathed a 10-inch hunters knife. He looked at it shimmer in the light. His eyes shot up and to the left as he thought. He shook his head and put the knife back in its place. He reached inside his pocket and pulled out a Swiss army knife. He searched for the corkscrew and pulled it out of its slot. He nodded in approval.
"Lets just make sure you don't ever see me." The man said. Then he slowly pierced the corkscrew through the black sack covering Jason's head and into his right eye and twisted until it was in an inch deep. He then tugged Jason's eye out of its socket. Jason howled in agony. The pain was excruciating. The man started on the second eye and did just like the first. This time Jason didn't feel the pain; he had gone unconscious once again. The man removed the black sack that had been covering Jason's head.
"You won't be needing this anymore." He said to the sleeping Jason. He walked over to a table and grabbed a medical kit. He returned to where Jason lay and started cleaning his eye sockets.
"Mother always told me to keep your toys nice and tidy."
Jason woke up with a massive headache. Everything was dark. The air he sucked in was humid and rank.
"Why is there a bag over my head?" He wondered. Disoriented and confused, he tried to move his arms only to find they were bound behind him. He kicked his legs to find that they were bound as well. Then his memory slowly became unclouded.
"The man in the alley, he did this to me." Jason thought. He struggled some more, trying to free himself from the bindings. He had to stop though as the pain was unbearable. The bindings seemed to be cutting into his skin. In frustration, desperation, and fear, Jason screamed out. The scream then turned into a cry.
"What is going on? Why is this happening to me?" He questioned out loud.
"Because you have information that we want" a voice replied. Jason nearly fell over in his chair from fear, when the voice sounded. He thought he was alone up to that point.
"So tell me what you know and I will make your death less painful."
"I swear to you I don't know what you are talking about, please just let me go." Jason pleaded. The man walked up to Jason, lifted his leg up and kicked him in the chest, toppling Jason to the ground and knocking the wind out of him. The bindings on his wrist dug deeper into his skin. Jason fought for air, and when it returned he yelped in pain.
"I will give you a minute to think things over. When I return, I will not be so patient." The man said calmly.
Jason then listened to the footsteps of the man distance themselves from where he now lay. He heard a door creak open and slam. The footsteps then faded away. He shifted his body to the side and began to shake nervously.
"Who is this guy? What does he expect me to tell him?" He thought. He lay there in pain for five minutes, trying with all his might to know what it was he was being tortured for. I he knew he would have no problem giving the information up. But that was just the thing. He didn't know anything. Had the man picked up the wrong person? There could be no other explanation.
The door cracked open again, and the man in the bowler hat walked in the room.
"Have you made your decision?" He asked.
"Sir, I don't know what you are talking about. I really think you have mistaken me for someone else. If you let me go, I promise I won't say a word to anybody. I mean, I couldn't even if I wanted to. I haven't even seen your face." Jason pleaded.
The man neared Jason and kneeled at his side.
"Perhaps you are right my dear boy. Perhaps you aren't Jason Jason. Maybe you aren't the one I have been tracking for the last 6 months. I guess it could be possible you aren't the one who has been contacted by the Ghost. So I guess I can let you go. I mean, after all, you haven't seen me or anything."
The man paused for a second; he reached to his thigh and unsheathed a 10-inch hunters knife. He looked at it shimmer in the light. His eyes shot up and to the left as he thought. He shook his head and put the knife back in its place. He reached inside his pocket and pulled out a Swiss army knife. He searched for the corkscrew and pulled it out of its slot. He nodded in approval.
"Lets just make sure you don't ever see me." The man said. Then he slowly pierced the corkscrew through the black sack covering Jason's head and into his right eye and twisted until it was in an inch deep. He then tugged Jason's eye out of its socket. Jason howled in agony. The pain was excruciating. The man started on the second eye and did just like the first. This time Jason didn't feel the pain; he had gone unconscious once again. The man removed the black sack that had been covering Jason's head.
"You won't be needing this anymore." He said to the sleeping Jason. He walked over to a table and grabbed a medical kit. He returned to where Jason lay and started cleaning his eye sockets.
"Mother always told me to keep your toys nice and tidy."
Chapter 3
Chapter 3
Rollo Danalos was on a mission. He had been sent by his employer to find some young kid that had gone missing in Sydney about a week earlier. Rollo didn’t know why his employer wanted this kid, nor did he care. He would be paid all the same, and as far as he was concerned, the less he knew about these things, the better.
What he did know was that the kids name was Jason Baynes a 19-year-old black kid from Sydney. The picture Rollo had been given, showed Jason to be about 6 feet tall. He was skinny, but with fat cheeks. His short hair was dyed blonde as well.
Jason had been reported missing by his girlfriend when he didn't come home after 3 days. The police could find no leads or clues to his disappearance and told the girl he had probably just gone on holiday without her. Nobody but Jason's boss and girlfriend had even notices he was gone. He didn't seem like anybody of any importance, but for some reason Rollo's employer wanted him found, a reason, that Rollo was not at all interested in knowing.
Rollo had a very good idea as to who had caused the disappearance of the kid. If his employer was interested in Jason, then Solono would know about him too. Solono was one of the few people in the world who even knew his employer existed. Solono himself was similar in the fact that he seemed to be no more than a conspiracy theorist creation in the minds of the few people who had heard of him. He was, however, very real.
Rollo Danalos was on a mission. He had been sent by his employer to find some young kid that had gone missing in Sydney about a week earlier. Rollo didn’t know why his employer wanted this kid, nor did he care. He would be paid all the same, and as far as he was concerned, the less he knew about these things, the better.
What he did know was that the kids name was Jason Baynes a 19-year-old black kid from Sydney. The picture Rollo had been given, showed Jason to be about 6 feet tall. He was skinny, but with fat cheeks. His short hair was dyed blonde as well.
Jason had been reported missing by his girlfriend when he didn't come home after 3 days. The police could find no leads or clues to his disappearance and told the girl he had probably just gone on holiday without her. Nobody but Jason's boss and girlfriend had even notices he was gone. He didn't seem like anybody of any importance, but for some reason Rollo's employer wanted him found, a reason, that Rollo was not at all interested in knowing.
Rollo had a very good idea as to who had caused the disappearance of the kid. If his employer was interested in Jason, then Solono would know about him too. Solono was one of the few people in the world who even knew his employer existed. Solono himself was similar in the fact that he seemed to be no more than a conspiracy theorist creation in the minds of the few people who had heard of him. He was, however, very real.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
The Gallon Challenge!!!
I have had this idea in my head for a while now and I decided it was time to finally get it out. So I called over my friend Mike Tenney and we got to work. This movie is awesome and has been getting great comments everywhere it goes! It put me at a whole new level adn I can't go back to the old one shot video's anymore. We shot over 60 different clips to get this all together, and editing took about as long as the movie itself took to make. Anyway, it was really fun to make, and I hope you all enjoy it! I dedicate it to Holly Sheaffer, since it was made the same day she was born!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Phillip Essex
Today I got to work and checked my email, only to find one of my fellow classmates from the academy took his life. His name was Philip W. Essex. He was a great person and I will miss him dearly. It is wierd though because he is the second person in my class to die. The other one was Sean Sivertsen. He worked for Summit County and he died of cancer. It is hard for me to fathom that two men that I sweat and bled with, to become an officer of the law with, are gone. Anyway, I am not very good at expressing my feelings. So I just wanted to say to both Essex and Sivertson that they will be missed.
Class 231: FAMILY AND DUTY
Sivertsen is on the top row second on the left.
Essex is on the second to last row on the far right in the sky blue shirt
Class 231: FAMILY AND DUTY
Sivertsen is on the top row second on the left.
Essex is on the second to last row on the far right in the sky blue shirt
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