I finally succumbed to the intense pressure put on me by the damn liberal media and ordered an apple computer. More precisely, I bought a Powerbook. Even more precisely I bought a 15.2" 1.25Ghz G4 Powerbook with1 GB DRR SDRAM...hmm that's too precise, let's back up. I bought a Powerbook

Unfortunately it was due to arrive during the same week as the Great Cream-Out of '04. After spending two days obsessively checking to see if Fed-Ex had arrived at my door, I realized I was going to have to take matters into my own hands. After trudging to two different local downtown Fed-Ex shoppes, I was told that they would hold the package for my at their location at Swan Island.

At first I was fearful of setting foot in the avian oasis, not just because I have an aversion to all of God's creatures (particularly those that can defecate on me from surprisingly long distances), but because it is located in NE Portland and therefore almost completely untouched by any sort of snow-removal equipment.

So Kathleen and I got into my trust Ford Contour and after getting a push out of the parking lot we were on our way towards adventure by way of excitement! Things were going ok until we got to the interstate exit we needed to take. Lo and behold the exit was shut off by a giant Fed-Ex truck. First the snow storm and now this, clearly God did not want me to get this computer (as we all know he has a thing against apples! [BIBLICAL PUN QUOTA= FILLED]). Having seen numerous adventure movies and reading nothing but the fruitiest of fantasy/sci-fi novels I knew what to do. To pass this obstacle I would need to answer three riddles it would give to me. Unfortunately I failed to answer even the first one, which was given to me in the form of a facefull of truck exhaust and some Fed-ex guy yelling at me. Maybe you know the answer.

After sliding through a number of neighborhoods and breaking my neck a bunch of times (it was an even number so I'm ok). I finally got to the spot, claimed my prize and all of the glory the shriveled employees of distribution center could muster.

I love the Powerbook to be sure. It's full of wonderful surprises, like the week worth of free wireless internet I had until who ever was providing it blocked me from accessing it. Either, it was not meant to be free, or that person doesn't like me downloading hot naked amputee midget pictures. What a bigot.

This doesn't mean I've abandoned my old PC. It does things my mac could never do, like anger me on a semi-regular basis. Also, since I've upgraded to Windows XP there are whole new worlds of rage that have become open to me.

Why did I need a new computer? Because I'm getting my editing on that's why, and not just for fun. I've actually had a couple of freelance editing jobs come my way in addition to my "work" for Cinema Queso.

Cinema Queso is like anything I did for ISU 9/ISU 4/CY46 in that it fills me with shame. We make little sketches and stuff which are primarily showed at this local bar called Nocturnal, which has a small film festival once a month. We are starting to do larger projects and it's really a great chance for people trying to get a start in the business to practice their skills and still have a relatively good time. I myself just got done editing an intro for a soap opera sketch, which should soon be up on our fledgling website. (no I didn't write my own bio).Queso involves a few people who are or were at one time in the employ of Picture This, which has helped us in a number of ways, the biggest of which being our own office space.

Perry, the head of Picture This, extended the arm of generosity and has given us an insanely good deal on a small space in the news office area Picture This had recently purchased. So now we have a place to have our little meetings and to shoot and edit stuff. For those of you who went to ISU, it's kinda like Room 1 only much tinier and without the constant smell of burnt fish sticks (Sean). Plus if and when we start doing more professional work, it will be nice to say to potential clients "Our offices are located at..." instead of "We're the best production company in Apartment 4B."