Marines, We Are Leaving!

Okay things here are getting more than ugly ads way on the blog courtesy of WordPress so I will not be posting more around here.

BUT!

I am moving the blog so that you can still catch up on all the celluloidblonde blog goodness WITHOUT ALL THE FREAKY WORDPRESS ADS.

Yay!

Stay tuned for the new blog address.

Smooches,

Your No More Freaky Porny Ads on WordPress Blogs Adams Girl

reason 2,547,213 i hate people

Two hurricanes are building and roiling in the Eastern Pacific Ocean and about to slam hell out of Mexico. Hurricane Willa and Hurricane Vicente. It sucks to be Mexico on a coast facing the Eastern Pacific Ocean right now. I’m so sorry, Mexico. After that, the storms are expected to do a diabolical weather dance up into Texas and deluge already flood deluged soil and dams around here and probably take us underwater in Texas again.

I follow Twitter streams to keep track of hurricanes. It’s kind of terrible doing it right now. The Willa and Vicente streams are full of people screaming “It’s God’s will! God is protecting us from illegal immigrant invasions! Kill them all!”

I’d like to think that’s just fucked up religious right wing extremists behaving that way. It isn’t though. I’ve seen the same thing from people allegedly part of the kinder gentler left, screaming, when a natural disaster was heading straight for a “red” state, “That’s what you fuckers get for voting for Trump die die die!”

You all know, right?, whatever side of a political or state or country border you live on, if you’re celebrating and screaming for climactic catastrophe anywhere, you’re celebrating the death of children right?

Little kids live in all these places. Little kids with no political affiliation and no religious perspective and no comprehension of state or country borders and probably God isn’t showing up to strike those little kids dead because you are pissed off about politics or borders. Probably a hurricane is showing up because everyone in the world has been so selfish for so long the world is ready to shrug off all of humanity and getting ripped up by storms that don’t care about your political or religious affiliations. Or, whether it makes you feel happy and empowered to shout about how great it is other people who might not share those are about to die in a catastrophic natural disaster.

november online screenwriting classes ahoy

Coming November 6th: AFW online master screenwriting classes Dynamic Writing, The First 30 Pages, and High Concept Writing.

Taught by yours truly, November classes address how to open a script well, how to make a scripted story move on screen, and how to strengthen concept in completed scripts and in concepts in development.

 

*Please register early to reserve your seat in class: http://theafw.com

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*View the full upcoming 2018/2019 AFW Course Roster :::HERE:::

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*Read testimonials :::HERE:::

 

move frenzy ahhh!

That is all.

saving the desk chair, again!

Wow, I have been a bad blogger. I have not posted in forever. Ahhh!

Sorry about that.

I should update you on the upcoming :::September 2018 Classes:::

Hit that link. Doy.

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In other news, I destroyed the desk chair again. This is the result of working too many hours in a chair just basically destroying it by sitting in it. The chair had reached this tragic point where once again it was coming apart — coming apart hard enough it ripped the back seam out of my favorite sweat pants. Something had to be done. First, so that I did not accidentally wear favorite sweat pants with the back seam out onto the balcony and flash my underoos at my neighbors, I had to fix the sweat pants.

So, I hauled the sewing machine out and fixed the sweat pants.

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Dear Neighbors: You’re welcome.

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Second because the sewing machine was out (ahh!) and I’m getting ready to hit the road again and put everything in storage and I can’t think of a more depressing scenario than pulling a beloved desk chair that still needs to be reupholstered out in a brand new place (okay I can actually imagine more depressing things but stick with me I’m going for still needs to be repaired not feng shui STILL NEEDS TO BE REPAIRED in a new place desk chair drama here quit it). That is pretty daunting going into a new place. You have not just hauled your whole life into a new place. You have also hauled uncompleted (big if we’re talking fix the desk chair) tasks into the new place. As in, great, new start, here are all the things you didn’t finish that are old stuff and not a new start.

I didn’t want to do that. I figured I better fix the chair.

I have to reupholster the chair because the manufacturers discontinued the chair model and won’t sell me parts (like a new seat of such) for it. And because I love the chair too much to give it up. Hence, damaged chair? It’s up to me. Ahhh!

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[Reupholstering the desk chair is pretty daunting, but I love this chair like a shark loves blood, I refuse to give it up.]

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So I bit the bullet and did it. I now have three weeks to sit in and love my beautiful desk chair again in pristine desk chair condition before it goes into storage when I hit the road again, and also, when it comes out of storage, (assuming movers do not destroy it), it will be my perfect pristine beautiful desk chair again wherever I land.

Yay!

 

 

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*By the way, the chair project is always :::pretty daunting:::

may afw screenwriting classes ahoy

 

May online screenwriting courses taught by yours truly are on the horizon, with a start of May 15th:

:::DIALOGUE WRITING:::

:::THE ART OF THE PITCH:::

:::HOW TO SELL A SCREENPLAY:::

Stop in and visit the main AFW page for more info on upcoming AFW classes and a full 2018 course roster:

:::AFW:::

Hope to see you there.

That Adams Girl

 

hands of blue

 

 

Me staring in bathroom cupboard searching for cleaning products because the shower stall floor is looking not sparkley white and, to be truthful, a little hinky (Austin water is strange and not to be trusted, things water-esque in Austin turn orange if you do not stay on top of them):

Oops, all out of hinky-shower-type cleaning products, but look! A new bottle of Lysol toilet cleaning stuff yay!

I have not actually used this on a toilet yet, I just got it because the store was out of what I usually use on the toilet, but hey —

Surely, if it can clean a toilet bowl, it can clean a shower too, right?

 

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I sluce blue Lysol goo about on the shower stall floor. The goo is a really arresting shade of blue. No worries. It does not stain toilets, right? As long as I don’t get any on my white shirt or the white bath mat all should be well.

I let it sit a bit. Then I scrub it around a bit. Just to be sure.

 

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I don’t wear gloves. This, after all, is not a toilet bowl teaming with horrifying germ deposits from unspeakable elements that enter toilet bowls. This is the floor of a shower stall. How germy could it be?

(Shut up, not that germy, it’s a shower!)

 

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I rinse the shower stall — using an overpriced shower sprayer thingy attachment that is very pretty but was still over priced but still is very handy for this task as long as I don’t accidentally splash blue goo onto the white bath mat or my white shirt.

I don’t.

Hooray!

 

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The shower stall floor is lovely. So clean! So sparkley!

Then I try to rinse off my hand.

The hand I swirled and scrubbed the blue goo about with.

 

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Who knew Lysol blue goo seriously stains organic materials? Organic materilals like, um, Max hands? Well not me, until, um, now.

 

Love and Kisses,

 

Your Hands of Blue Adams Girl

 

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PS: If you see a short blonde about in Austin wearing gloves for no apparent reason, do not point and laugh. Damn you.

pumpkin call to action

 

Pumpkin the Dog could use your help. Pumpkin needs surgery and if you can contribute to Pumpkin’s surgery fund, please do.

Pumpkin and I go way back, as do Chesh and I. (I don’t want to call Chesh Pumpkin’s owner exactly, Chesh and Pumpkin are more like a team than like owner and pet.)

If you’re an Austin Film Festival reg, you may know Pumpkin. Pumpkin is not just a pretty face, Pumkin is a service dog and has a job and has attended many Austin Film Festival events and get togethers. She is for sure more recognizable than I am, and also she carouses with high fallutin’ celebrities a lot more than I do.

(I suspect because she has way cuter ears than I do, dammit!)

Pumpkin also has a cuter butt than I do, ahhh!

What’s happening right now though is, Chesh was injured in an accident that has cut her work and income in half and at the same time, Pumpkin has been diagnosed with a need for surgery. Which is bad timing in the extreme. And, Pumpkin needs your help.

 

If you can, please contribute to Pumpkin’s surgery fund:

:::PUMPKIN SURGERY FUND:::

 

how not to sexually harass a woman

I love this like a shark loves blood:

savvy dogs!

Dogs in my building —

Are savvy. It’s very windy, sort of cold, most people taking the dogs out just want the dogs to go pee and to dash back inside. The dogs don’t mind the wind and cold, though. The dogs kind of like it and want to hang out outside longer. So the dogs hold it. Wander here, wander there, sniff this, sniff that. The owner will be hopping up and down rubbing hands together to stay warm saying, Hurry up! And the dog will just cock an ear at the owner, one brow raised, Like, Oh really? I think not… I think it’s nice, I think we’re going to hang out here just a bit longer.