That place isn't posting the entirety of my blog entries and is cutting them off early. Since this entry should be up on there soon, here's a link to this blog.
Longer entries shall come later. Gonna go do some fighting, thrice in one afternoon! I feel so chivalrous.
--D
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Tumblr!
http://davidvick.tumblr.com
My posts here should start importing over to that address in an hour or so. It's nice, feels like I'm Web 2.0 or some shit.
--D
My posts here should start importing over to that address in an hour or so. It's nice, feels like I'm Web 2.0 or some shit.
--D
Something, AGAIN!
It's too damn boring in this computer lab. It's an easy job, but man I'd rather be doing something like walking around or whatever. Least the people here are chill as fuck and nice. Better than being one of those Desk Assistants in the dorms.
Speaking of dorms, I was reading my D&D Monster Manual 3rd Edition on the shitter today and I remembered about the two groups I had a chance to play D&D with. I was DM for one of them (a really shitty DM) that got carried away with power. That fucking game sounded like an episode of the Power Rangers. And by all intents and purposes, it could have been. And it would have been better written than any of them. Except for the Green Ranger Saga; that shit was baller.
I ran a PC in the other one. That shit was fun because these guys knew what the fuck was up and were pretty cool. The DM was a tricksy hobbitses though. He kept setting up traps for us in this tower with 5-7 levels of bullshit, but at least the ending of that session was killer since we faced off against a skeleton army. That situation seems daunting when you're a few beers in and just going with the game.
It would be nice to get back to that shit, maybe try out the 4th edition stuff with some Shacknews fellers at QuakeCon. That is, if we aren't blasted drunk.
Tommy was the best,
--D
Speaking of dorms, I was reading my D&D Monster Manual 3rd Edition on the shitter today and I remembered about the two groups I had a chance to play D&D with. I was DM for one of them (a really shitty DM) that got carried away with power. That fucking game sounded like an episode of the Power Rangers. And by all intents and purposes, it could have been. And it would have been better written than any of them. Except for the Green Ranger Saga; that shit was baller.
I ran a PC in the other one. That shit was fun because these guys knew what the fuck was up and were pretty cool. The DM was a tricksy hobbitses though. He kept setting up traps for us in this tower with 5-7 levels of bullshit, but at least the ending of that session was killer since we faced off against a skeleton army. That situation seems daunting when you're a few beers in and just going with the game.
It would be nice to get back to that shit, maybe try out the 4th edition stuff with some Shacknews fellers at QuakeCon. That is, if we aren't blasted drunk.
Tommy was the best,
--D
Blog Entry Number... Something
Fuck it all if I even attempt to update this blog regularly. I think it's about time I try to write for myself instead of thinking about who is reading this damn thing.
That whole mentality started when I sent a link to one of my old ones to this monstrous whale of a woman who just was the epitome of smugness. Yes, you buy clothes that complement your figure. Too bad your figure complements a buffet.
I sent this bitch a link to my blog a while ago and she's all "This blog is pretty self-centered."
...
NO SHIT.
That's like her giving me a sandwich and me saying, "Oh this has items in between bread." Not a likely situation in her case, but it's an example.
Yet, due to my gullibility and eagerness to please people, I followed her advice. Enough of that though, I'm writing this blog exclusively for myself, which is how it should be. The "epiphany" posts will be few and far between now, so expect more of my natural charm, wit, and raunchiness to come through in spades.
Regards,
--D
P.S. Oh and check this shit out when the website works. It's a fun game. www.brokenpicturetelephone.com
That whole mentality started when I sent a link to one of my old ones to this monstrous whale of a woman who just was the epitome of smugness. Yes, you buy clothes that complement your figure. Too bad your figure complements a buffet.
I sent this bitch a link to my blog a while ago and she's all "This blog is pretty self-centered."
...
NO SHIT.
That's like her giving me a sandwich and me saying, "Oh this has items in between bread." Not a likely situation in her case, but it's an example.
Yet, due to my gullibility and eagerness to please people, I followed her advice. Enough of that though, I'm writing this blog exclusively for myself, which is how it should be. The "epiphany" posts will be few and far between now, so expect more of my natural charm, wit, and raunchiness to come through in spades.
Regards,
--D
P.S. Oh and check this shit out when the website works. It's a fun game. www.brokenpicturetelephone.com
Monday, February 9, 2009
Boredom at the Computer Lab
So things have become ever so stressful after graduation, which was to be expected I guess. The whole situation right now with the economy has left me scrambling to find a decent job other than here in the computer lab. While Capoeira and the stage combat class keep me motivated and hopeful, I remain determined to find a decent job while I continue the film and theater life I have laid out for myself.
I've had one audition this past weekend and another is lined up for this next one, so I'm excited for them. The grad school application is about 60% done, and I should be able to get part of it in by Friday. The rest of it involves the Grad School department of the whole university and the GRE test (which I can't afford now)... so I guess I'm screwed in that matter. Well, looks like I'll have to wait to take grad school next year.
That's it for now.
--David
I've had one audition this past weekend and another is lined up for this next one, so I'm excited for them. The grad school application is about 60% done, and I should be able to get part of it in by Friday. The rest of it involves the Grad School department of the whole university and the GRE test (which I can't afford now)... so I guess I'm screwed in that matter. Well, looks like I'll have to wait to take grad school next year.
That's it for now.
--David
Monday, September 15, 2008
Nervousness
It's a strange beast. It can go away for a few seconds, but it's always there in the pit of your stomach. Finding a justification to feel or not feel that way doesn't take it all away.
It's an audition I have tonight for Rosencranz and Guildenstern Are Dead, a workshop play being produced at the University of Arizona. Though I have only spoke the words of Shakespeare on two separate occasions (both monologues), that doesn't help with the nervousness expected during an audition. I'm fully confident that I know the words and have some (barely justifiable) blocking, but that nervousness in the pit of my stomach rattles me. Hopefully my new found focus will pull me through the endeavour. That and a bit of support from fellow actors and friends.
I just don't want a huge part in that play. I'd rather be one of the characters from the Shakespeare play than Rosencranz or Guildenstern. If I had more time, then I wouldn't care as much. Things will work out in the end though.
Ironically, I'm not nervous about the auditions for the Media Arts Student Films this Friday. In fact, they'll be a cakewalk compared to tonight. We'll see though.
--D
It's an audition I have tonight for Rosencranz and Guildenstern Are Dead, a workshop play being produced at the University of Arizona. Though I have only spoke the words of Shakespeare on two separate occasions (both monologues), that doesn't help with the nervousness expected during an audition. I'm fully confident that I know the words and have some (barely justifiable) blocking, but that nervousness in the pit of my stomach rattles me. Hopefully my new found focus will pull me through the endeavour. That and a bit of support from fellow actors and friends.
I just don't want a huge part in that play. I'd rather be one of the characters from the Shakespeare play than Rosencranz or Guildenstern. If I had more time, then I wouldn't care as much. Things will work out in the end though.
Ironically, I'm not nervous about the auditions for the Media Arts Student Films this Friday. In fact, they'll be a cakewalk compared to tonight. We'll see though.
--D
Monday, September 8, 2008
New Site
I finally registered www.davidvick.com for my acting resume. Feel free to check it out and swing me an e-mail at david (AT) davidvick.com.
--D
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