Holy Frak! I'm back!

In case you didn't know, the title of this post is a Battlestar Galactica reference. If you did know that, then you are just as nerdy (or possibly even nerdier) as I am. I won't hold it against you. We're cool like that.

It has been almost a year since I've written here. But not quite a year. So no one can tell me that I abandoned my blog for a year. Suck it.

I originally created this blog as a place where I could put my original writing of short stories and such. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to write much. School, work, and girlfriend have taken up most of my time (but video games and comics and television took up a lot of the rest of my free time and I am also currently unemployed, so I guess I have no excuse).

Speaking of my girlfriend, she has a blog too. Read it. Love it. Comment on it. Follow it. But if you intend to hit on her, I will stab you (mentally of course. i don't want anyone reading this to be one of those persons who takes the internet a little too seriously). Her blog is anything but wind chimes.

My girlfriend suggested I write in my blog again. Maybe I will. Maybe I'll forget about it for another 9 months. We'll see.

Lack of originality

Back in 2006, some of my friends and I wanted to make a short film about our job at an amusement park. It was basically a parody of Clerks. This film never got finished, but Jim and I made a trailer that's on YouTube under the title "Ride Associates trailer".

The only thing I managed to write for the movie was this scene of dialogue between Jim and I. This is based on an actual conversation we had. I'm the Randal type character, and Jim is the Dante type character. Kind of ironic, since in reality it's probably more the other way around.

This was pretty much my attempt at ripping off Kevin Smith.
__________________________________

Tony walks into room where Jim is on his break.

Tony: You know what I just realized?

Jim: You work at an amusement park for minimum wage?

Tony: No. In Star Wars Episodes 4 and 6, the first and second Death Stars explode, leaving massive explosions in their wakes.

Jim: Obviously. So?

Tony: Well obviously, anyone with a 3rd grade education knows that there is no oxygen in space, and fire requires oxygen to burn. Therefore, there never could have been an explosion of that magnitude.

Jim: Well, there was the oxygen that was inside the Death Star. That could have easily supplied a sufficient amount of oxygen for the explosion. Thus, the genius of George Lucas prevails over your imbecilic knowledge.

Tony:…you bring up good points. Still, this brings up yet another discrepancy of the Star Wars saga. Where did the oxygen in the Death Star come from? How did the Empire recycle oxygen? Did they have a green house inside there? If so, did they have Imperial gardeners? Were they Mexican?

Jim: Oh come on, now that’s just out of line. If they did have a green house, I’m sure that the Empire would have been an equal opportunity employer, just as long as the applicant remained loyal to the Emperor. Even then, I’m sure the inclusion of green foliage would have clashed with the grey and silver aesthetic of the Death Star interior.

Tony: Fine, whatever. Still, I wonder how a space station as massive as the Death Star could have kept up that much oxygen during the entire time span of its existence. [pause] Wait. How do they do it in real life?

© Tony-Ely Arrizon 2006

Day 1

So this is the first post on my blog. Yes, I'm adding more useless text to the internet.

If you're reading this, you probably found this through my Facebook or Myspace, or stumbled upon it somehow. You probably know me personally, and if you don't, please don't judge me based on what I write.

I just wanted a place to write. I enjoy writing and I wanted a place to put my writing, and blogs seem pretty popular. I don't expect anyone else to be interested by what I write. I'm basically doing this for myself, and I want to develop my writing skills.

I'll talk about myself now, since everybody loves talking about themselves. I'm a 19 year old white-washed Mexican American in a community college in California who wants to transfer to a real college. I really like movies, comics, video games, books, and music. My favorite record labels are Hydra Head Records and Ipecac Records. My dream career is to write movies, television, comics, and/or books. But breaking into the industry as a writer is extremely difficult, and the risk of having a fruitless career really scares me. Regardless, I like writing, and I'll probably use this blog to work on my writing.

Some of my posts will probably just be me rambling, other posts might just be stories I've written in my free time. Feel free to think that I'm a shitty writer. I try not to sound too pretentious, but forgive me if it happens once in a while. A few of my friends say they like my writing, but they're my friends and I can't depend on them to tell me I suck. I've had 3 different teachers tell me that they really like my writing and I have a really great writing style. I kind of wish they wouldn't say that, because it make me want to major in English/Writing. What do you do with a B.A. in English?

I don't know how often I'll post in this thing. We'll see how motivated I am to keep up with it.

I don't know what to name my blog.

I don't really care if you read this or not, because like I said, this is mostly for myself. I'd be pretty surprised if you read this entire post. Stay frosty.