Notes

Thoughts on Feed by M.T. Anderson

My friend and I were having a discussion about the book “Feed” by M.T. Anderson. We went back and forth a couple of times, and it all was very interesting conversation. I’m posting our correspondence below for your reading pleasure.
Friend:
So I bought Feed after you recommended it. What’s funny, though, is that while I found it fascinating and

Looking at Your Own Grave

Grandpa died in 1988 right after the baby was born. So they bought the plot, and buried him and then had Grandma’s name and birth year added. For years we would go, and I remember standing in this exact place with her looking at it. And she would talk about how weird it was to look at her own grave.

Your Late 20′s

It seems appropriate that all my friend’s unhappiness has suddenly lifted. It’s like 2009 promised early on it would be ~ everything is going to be fine in ’09. The bizarre thing is that it’s just not one friend, but rather most of them, including myself. Maybe it’s being in our late twenties. Maybe it’s in the air. Maybe it’s

College Years

High School

Long Version

I’ve always loved making movies since I was a kid. My brother and I have made them since we can remember. I don’t remember when, but one day a camera fell into our laps through some divine providence. (Mostly because my parents had finagled one on loan from some other family.) My first movie was inevitably a mega Marvel crossover.

Short Version

This is my little slice of life. In these pages are mostly pictures of things that are lying nearby my camera. I’m glad I finally got around to making this. It’s comforting to have one thing on the internet that is just me.
I have directed films for over eight years. In March 2008 I premiered my debut feature documentary

I forced Peter to watch 2 guys 1 horse…

Those are the days of our lives.

I just put Queen’s ‘Those are the Days of Our Lives’ on repeat for the last hour. I am thoroughly nostalgic for a time I can’t remember being in love with when I lived it. What’s wrong with me?