Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Back in NYC after marching from nyc to dc!

I will begin all new posts with the heading, to anyone still reading this, because I no longer maintain this blog on a regular basis. Aside from being "preoccupied" at Occupy Wall Street, I co-organized the march with Michael Glazer that left OWS on Nov 9 and reached Occupy DC Nov 22. There were 22 people that left Zuccotti and over fifty that arrived in DC. For two weeks we walked through cities, rural country, and visited other occupations by walking along highway and secondary roads. We held public general assemblies at colleges and in towns; hosted facilitation teach-ins, and slept in public and private spaces that were offered to us at no cost by people living in those communities. Overall, the march was successful and got the ball rolling for future marches. Actually, I just got word that half dozen people from this last march will be leaving Dec 1 to march from DC to Atlanta. There is also a Green (vegetable oil) Bus leaving from OWS in two weeks and will be heading down the east coast, stopping at occupations along the way. I, however, will not be on either of those ventures, instead I'll be spending the month of December in NYC editing the march footage.

Update: Tools of the Trade is currently suspended yet again! There seems to be much more to discuss than social media right now. I hope to finish this film eventually, but for now I will be using what I have done on TOTT as training to apply to the documentary I will be working on about the march. I will begin with discussing OWS in short using the footage I have gathered since Sept. 17 and then quickly moving onto the march itself. It will definitely be Gorilla Documentary, but I utilize concepts from cinema verte as well and will let the film tell itself. I will also be working photographer who marched with us and we will incorporate these stills as well. Editing is set to begin Dec 1.

Stay tuned. Although I will be putting updates on the wordpress site: http://nycmarch2dc.wordpress.com/
This site (and the the twitter with the same name) also have a lot of the info about the march, stories, and more so check it out if you're interested.

Thanks to anyone who genuinely has an interest in Tools of the Trade and my apologies for again putting it on the shelf. Hopefully I will finish that doc one of these days.

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Occupy Wall Street: Day 21 of the Occupation and a quick update on Tools of the Trade

To anyone still reading this: I apologize for not posting any updates regarding my documentary in some time. I am have been preoccupied in my participation in the Occupy Wall Street movement. As a long time reader/activist of Ad Busters and anti-commercial culture I took the call to occupy Wall Street on September 17, 2011. I have been active in the movement since. My experiences have been both exhilarating and exhausting, though more the latter the last two weeks as our numbers continue to grow at an exponential rate. We are struggling to maintain the working space and structure of Liberty Square (formally Zuccotti Park) during this sudden swell.

Needless to say I've had my hands full. Since I first came into the movement as an activist and as a filmmaker second, I was  busy with the Principles of Solidarity, Facilitation, and Outreach working groups rather than the media working group and my own project. I only began filming more than a minute here or there a week ago. Though, this week has been fruitful and I've gathered useful information and will continue work on Tools of the Trade once again.  However, I will be broadening the scope of my film to include this unfolding revolution. Primarily, I am focused on Occupy Wall Street's relationship to the mass media. Mass media has defeated political movements in the past and I feel we are in jeopardy at OWS if we're not smart. I will continue this conversation in the morning when I've gotten some sleep.

Just wanted to send a quick update now while I was thinking about it. Thanks for reading.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Still in the works-aiming to submit to Tribeca Film Fest!

Wow. I just realized it has been ages since I posted anything here! I just finished my Assistant to the Director duties for The Break Up Notebook: The Lesbian Musical and now I have time again. For those of you may be interested in that project then check out Peter Schneider Productions. My daily blog and photos are listed under the Kelley's Korner tab on his website. It's a really funny show.

Meanwhile, Tools of the Trade has seen a few changes. I made a newer trailer and I'm actually working with the person who will be drawing the animations this week. I hope to have a new, newer trailer up by the end of next week. I am still anticipating Morgan Spurlock's email, and hoping he's interested in taking on my film, but I'm also in the process of applying for grants as well as looking into other production companies who may be interested.

I am continuously researching and thinking of new ways of presenting the film-though I finally think I have the plan for the entire film at this point and if you're particularly interested then please send me an email. I don't think posting the treatment here is the best bet since my film is still in production mode.

I am hoping to have all filming done by the end of next month and use November and December for post. I'm trying to make the Tribeca Film Festival January 2 late deadline. That's my major goal at this point, and, of course, getting Morgan Spurlock's attention...

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Full On Production Mode

It's been a very busy few weeks in the social media circuit; cell phone signals cut off by BART police in San Francisco and new developments involving Facebook spying and security breaches. I'm finding it harder and harder to stay on top of everything myself. I am in constant hope of having a real assistant who can help with the research. It would also be beneficial to have someone as part of the film crew (which right now consists only of me), as well as a very talented and dedicated video editor who will work with me on post. A good post editor is extremely important, but it's also a bridge that I haven't gotten to yet, making that task last on the pecking order, however, I need to be actively thinking about it now, especially if I want to make my December deadline. Meanwhile, and seemingly unrelated, I have been working on The Break Up Notebook: The Lesbian Musical, assisting director Peter Schneider. It's an amazing show with an extremely original and talented cast. BUN, as we like to call it, is making its east coast premier in Asbury Park, NJ on September 8, 2011.

Aside from that, I met with my friend Dane, who happens to work as cinematographer for Morgan Spurlock (Supersize Me) and after passing the Dane test with my new and improved trailer, Dane emailed Morgan and Jeremy Chilnick (producer over at Warrior Poet Productions) himself recommending they check out my project. Morgan responded to me personally letting me know that he will be out of the country until September 6, but asked me to send him a link so he could watch the trailer online. Wow! It took me over an hour to even find the words to respond to his email.

That was Thursday night, and today is Monday night and still my video is not yet online, although this time it looks promising with a mere 23 minutes to go on Vimeo. Last night, Vimeo gave me an estimated time of 15 hours, and I left my computer uploading for the day, but something must have happened because when I came home there was the dreaded 'error' label across where my video was supposed to be. I spent the rest of the night trying to compress it down to a reasonable size without losing the integrity of the HD quality and aspect ratio. Situations like these always remind me of the less than realistic expectations we have about technology-sure I'm only working from a Macbook Pro laptop and one firewire port, but still, between tweaking a project (less to do with technology, but it quickly becomes part of the painstaking rendering process), compressing, and uploading, the task of making a video watchable online is frustrating and time consuming.

Now that I've had my minute to rant, I'm really, REALLY excited for Morgan to see this new trailer. I'm assuming that if he and his crew like it and see the possibilities then maybe we'll meet up and have lunch and discuss it when he's back in the states, I'm hoping anyway, but I guess I'll find out when my trailer is actually uploaded and when Morgan has a time to watch it and get back to me. I just hope I haven't kept him waiting too long-since in this world of hyper speed a few days can easily translate into a few weeks (not to mention I live in NYC where they say the New York minute is 7 seconds), but I think I've been given a little good fortune here and I really think that "Tools of the Trade" has a fighting chance.

To see the trailer for yourself visit:   http://vimeo.com/kelleybrannon/videos

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Preparing for Production Meetings and being an Assistant Director on "The Break Up Notebook"

I've been working out a new and enhanced trailer this week to prepare for a meeting/pitch with a production company which will hopefully occur by the end of next week. A production company is necessary at this point in my documentary as it will allow me access to additional funding, crew, and post production opportunities.

In the meantime I have gotten on board with The Break Up Notebook, commonly referred to as BUN. I will be assisting the director, Peter Schneider, for the three weeks of rehearsals before the performance premiers in Asbury Park, NJ. BUN will be performed September 8 through the 25 with a range of ticket prices. My first assignment with Peter is to maintain a daily blog called "Kelley's Korner" which is featured on the homepage of Peter's site. Visit: peterschneiderproductions.com for more information about BUN and to follow my daily (or near daily) blog of the production progress and my own experiences. I will also be taking photos and adding short video clips to the blog as well. BUN is a lesbian musical that first premiered at the Hudson Theatre in Santa Monica, CA in December 2005. It was winner of the Ovation Award and six Garland Awards and the L.A. Drama Critics Award fir best score. BUN is a smart, funny, honest, and forward thinking story that details the hardships and compromises needed to maintain any relationship and proves that regardless of each partner's sex troubles and delights are a given. I think this is something we can all relate to.

In other news, I recently uploaded a video to my vimeo account (vimeo.com/kelleybrannon) called Before the Funeral which pays a little homage to my grandmother,  Elizabeth Temple. I shot most of the video while in NH where I also edited it. There is additional footage of the Utah desert/salt flats and scenes from a train window in the video as well.

I am still keeping the ball rolling with Tools of the Trade despite the plummeting Stock Market and what looks to be another economic collapse for the US. Maybe Tools will be able to encourage people to take more direct action in what they want to see happen in the future... I am also dedicated to my December 2011/January 2012 deadline for completion and release. You can view a crude trailer (which is more like a sample of the information I've gathered) on my vimeo as well.

vimeo.com/kelleybrannon

peterschneiderproductions.com for my blog about BUN

And if you happen to be sitting on a few grand then please donate to my Kickstarter fund (the blue link to the right on my blog homepage)-my project will be expired next week and, unfortunately, it looks like I'm not going to make to cut...oh well, I didn't do a very good job with promotion. Hopefully a production company will get on board instead!

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Time Lapse at a Slower Speed

My grandmother, Elizabeth L. Temple, passed away two nights ago at the Health and Rehab Center (terminal care) in Springfield, Vermont late Sunday night. Her funeral will be held next Wednesday in Rhode Island since that is where she lived for fifty-five years before moving in with my mother in Charlestown, New Hampshire ten years ago. My grandmother, whom my brother and I call Buffie (originating from her name Elizabeth), was born in 1920, the same year that women won the right to vote. She was an intricate part of my family's dynamic. She was the strength and backbone to many family turmoils. She was active in politics and forward thinking. The funeral will be held at The Church of Transfiguration in Edgewood, Rhode Island and the burial will be in St. Francis Cemetery in Pawtucket, RI. Among the scripture that will be read at the funeral I will be reading a passage from Bertrand Russell, one of my grandmother's favorite modern philosophers, to honor her intellect.

I will be returning to NYC later next week. I will be hosting the monthly storytelling series I curate called The Bodega Monthly at The Bodega Wine Bar in Brooklyn August 7.  I will resume production on Tools of the Trade by mid/late August.

Rest in absolute peace and wisdom Buffie.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Back in NYC

I made it back from SF in four days. I decided to hitch in Ohio because my ride share driver was a little nutty and I needed my own space. It only took me two rides to get into NY. I rode with the second ride all the way to Ithaca, NY where I jumped on the last Greyhound bus heading into the city late last night. I arrived in Ridgewood very early this morning.

Today I have been in a bit of a daze. I guess it's a little like when someone comes back from a great vacation, but my "vacation" was dangerously close to a different lifestyle and one I have lived before. I have figured out one thing, however, that I need to travel. I received a great contact yesterday from Ron, my ride to Ithaca. He has a friend who has traveled around Europe and Asia and heads a media program in New Mexico. I'm going to send his friend an email and hopefully I will receive some advice and/or connections about traveling and filmmaking in Europe and Asia as I really want to film abroad. However, even though I am not there I have noticed a lot of people from Germany, The Netherlands, Spain, and Indonesia are reading my blog (from my stats breakdown-one of many blog features). I gave the blog address to a few friends of mine who are touring musicians in Europe (which they may have passed on to other people) and I also passed out cards on the plane headed for Amsterdam before the mechanical failures occurred. I would like to thank those abroad for taking the time and interest to read my narratives. It means a lot, especially since I am not there myself.

In other news (and news more breaking and important than mine):

Congrats to the people in the new country of South Sudan! 

Friday, July 8, 2011

Tools of the Trade Production to Resume in Mid/Late August

I am in the little town of Dixon, about an hour east of San Francisco, California. Last night I caught the Green Tortoise bus to Eugene, OR for the Oregon Country Fair. Thirty minutes after boarding the bus I received confirmation on a ride to Chicago (courtesy of Ride share on Craigslist). The driver, Wade, may also be going all the way to Rhode Island. I only need to give him $100 for Chicago and maybe $150 for Rhode Island. This is a good catch, too good to pass up, so when the Green Tortoise made its first pit stop just an hour from the city in the small town of Dixon, I hoped off. The driver and the people on the bus were awesome. I interviewed the most non-technological 15 year old I have ever met during this one hour ride. Her name is Alma and she likes swords and wishes the world could be like it was in the Middle Ages. I guess the fair draws people from every walk of life. It was an interesting hour to say the least.

After leaving the bus (and the driver, clad in a straw hat, was nice enough to give me all of my money back, of course, I made him keep a few bucks for a coffee or something) I found a nice field (part field, part abandoned lot) in the town to camp in last night. I woke this morning to a million small white flowers covering the ground. The sun was bright, but not stifling. Wade will be picking me up here in Dixon, since it's on the route, later today. I should be in Chicago by Monday and NYC by the middle of next week.

I am planning on going to New Hampshire for four or five days after a few nights in NY to visit with my mother and grandmother. I will then return to NY more permanently and begin planning another film tour through the southern portion of the US and/or making another attempt at filming in Europe. Everything depends on how much money I can raise (and make) toward my documentary and how my family's situation looks. Hopefully Ben and Gina, owners of The Bodega Wine Bar, will let me fill in some shifts in the meantime (that is if Kevin and Marvin will give me a few of their shifts).

This month has definitely been an interesting experiment in hobo filmmaking. I feel good about the material, interviews and conversations, I have been able to gather thus far, and I will continue to load, transcribe, and make initial edits while in NY and NH. Thanks to everyone for reading this (I will continue to blog about Tools of the Trade production), everyone who let me interview them, everyone who gave me a ride during my California/Arizona hitchhiking ventures, and special thanks to Erica Russo for being my backer on Kickstarter. Hopefully a few more people will come around.

To everyone in NY (if you're reading this that is) I will see you soon.


p.s. I am currently uploading a video segment, one resembling a documentary film trailer, to my Kickstarter project. Check it out, it includes some of the material I've gathered while being on the road. Update: It might take all day to load on Kickstarter...

I always thought NASA was over funded, but it's crazy that today marked the last space shuttle trip ever...no more little boys and girls can grow up saying they want to be an astronaut...

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Facebook Headquarters

I left Tucson yesterday morning (I could no longer withstand the heat) and flew (by flying I mean hitchhiking but getting rides really, really fast and for long distances) to California. I made it to Ventura (west of LA) last night and made it to the Facebook Headquarters today (which is actually just south of SF and not in LA like I originally thought-haha). Of course I couldn't talk to anyone on staff, that was to be expected (despite my many emails requesting an interview), but something else is going on there; the staff isn't even allowed to discuss Facebook without prior consent by PR and all of the security guards have ear phones and walkie talkies. It's really high tech security. Makes one wonder how involved in Facebook is the government? I mean, Obama has even visited the headquarters...

I will upload a clip of footage from there very soon as well as compare my experience there with my experience at Ad Busters Media Foundation. I will also be heading back east very soon as well.

Stay tuned.

Monday, July 4, 2011

July 4, 2011 and Mass Mind Control

There are still fires on the Arizona/Mexican boarder, members of the Food Not Bombs organization  were arrested during a community feeding in Orlando, Florida, and in Las Vegas 60% of homes have been foreclosed on. Today is a day where most Americans are either throwing a party or attending one. Many will spend time with friends and family and watch fireworks, either on TV or in person. As I sit in Revolutionary Grounds Coffeehouse and Bookstore in the hot, hot, hot city of Tuscan, Arizona (by the way, Tuscan, Bisbee, and Flagstaff are the little blue pockets in the great big red state of Arizona) I start to think about the reason for celebration.

Today marks the 235th anniversary of the constitution. What does that mean? Barbecues? Beer? Isn't this a day that could be better spent mobilizing? Of course not, on top of all the thousands of distractions and gimmicks of American consumer culture (not to mention the indoctrinated way of celebrating American independence) lays a major player: Facebook.

This is one theory I have yet to discuss in this blog or in the film: Facebook's equivalency to Hollywood and the rise of the platform in a time of crisis.

Hollywood reached its Golden Age in The Great Depression of the 1920s. Instead of mass rioting, unemployed and depressed persons saved their nickels and dimes for a picture show at a local cinema to help them forget about their problems for a few hours. This is understandable, sure, we all need entertainment and distraction. The danger comes when this distraction overpowers the problems that are creating the need for distraction in the first place. Today, Hollywood, despite the consumer's ability to download and/or pirate a movie rather easily, is still near the top of the America food chain, and will only be overshadowed by America's next top player: Facebook (enterprise).

Enter 2011: A time where unemployment is at 9.1% (roughly half of the unemployment in the Great Depression) and homes continue to be foreclosed on (last year 11% of home sales in Texas were from foreclosures) what is there to celebrate? Why aren't we rioting in the street? The answer may lay in that small device you keep on in your pocket.

Facebook is the new Hollywood. Just as distracting, addicting, and consuming, except that an iphone or Android is portable whereas a Hollywood movie (aside form watching it on said device) is not. I could have named this article "The Fourth of July: We're All Being Duped!" or "The Fourth of July Riots!" But the sad truth is a lot of people don't mind being duped and have no desire to riot. Generally, we're happy to accept our new toys with a privilege and arrogance common to Americans.

It is true, however, that Facebook has been a tool for mobilization, but more so in other countries than in the US where it was created. Mark Zuckerberg, creator of Facebook, is now richer than the founders of Google, and all that revenue is in the advertising. People, especially those who run businesses, like to tell me that they use it because it's free, monetarily free maybe, but the use and participation in Facebook comes at a personal price as seen in targeted advertising. Still, most people are under the assumption that Facebook is a free network of communication, aside from the dangers I've listed so far, online communication seems to be replacing offline communication. A friend of mine who I was conversing with the other day pulled out his phone while we were talking. I made a comment and he said, "But you're smoking a cigarette. You're doing something while we're talking. It's the same thing." This brought a lot of my research in the last few months home: people have gotten so accustomed to a portable internet device, and the constant "news feed" of Facebook that reading something online is now comparable with smoking a cigarette. True, both substances can kill you in different ways, and also true that both substances can create physical and mental barriers between people. The most interesting insight to be gained from this moment came when speaking with Joy, owner of Revolutionary Grounds, when it became obvious that I have been smoking so long that I am unaware of the effects, I guess the same goes for the miniature computer, especially to those growing up with it.

Lastly, Facebook maintains and perpetuates the myths of the American Dream by promoting the ability to descend into a narcissistic, self-involved, and apathetic world where concern is placed on oneself and ones "loved ones" (which, as computer technologist Jaron Lanier points out in his 'circle of empathy ' theory, may also include a computer). Naturally, this does not apply to everyone, but checking your Facebook every minute or so, even when in conversation with another person (a real person) is not only rude, but scary: why are Americans more eager to engage in an online world than an offline one? Why do we want constant communication anyway, especially when most of our discussions revolve around the mundane and only reach so far as our Facebook"friends?"  Why aren't we rioting for our jobs back? Why are we still letting big cat, CEO's take our money? Why are we giving the top 1% of Americans the little we've got left? America, we've been doped and I will not celebrate this Fourth of July when there is still so much more work to be done.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Tucson, Arizona and Tools of the Trade filming

Tucson, Arizona has to be one of the worst places to arrive after a failed trip to Europe: between the 115 degree weather, the aridness of the desert, and the improbability of finding any gig makes this part of desert quite useless to me, except for the fact that my very good friend Dan (from my childhood and who is a Masters/PhD candidate at The University of Arizona ) lives here and has an apartment where I can regroup. I am planning on staying here until my skin is brown (I give it five days max in this volatile sun) and when my plane ticket refund comes in (with US Airways that could be weeks). When I've got my brown skin (I should say red peeling skin instead) and my money back I will buy another car and continue filming across the southern portion of the US. I am currently working on booking interviews with people in the South.

It took me two days to hitch here from Sacramento. For the most part, my rides were great and we shared engaging conversation. I even filmed a short segment with one of my rides. There are a few people in town here who I will be filming as well. I'm still a little sad regarding Europe, but I'm adamant about planning another trip for later this summer. I don't know when I will return to NY. The road life is dangerously addicting and I feel very far away from the city. I miss it more now, however, especially since I am in an area with so little moisture and such little green save for the cacti and short, wispy desert trees.

I would like to share one specific hitchhiking experience: I got a ride from Palm Springs into Blythe with a girl and a guy in their early 20's who organize raves out in the desert. They were only driving as far as Indio, the next town from Palm Springs in the Southern California desert. When I told them I was headed to Tuscan, a five hour drive, they offered to drive me if I payed for the gas. Apparently neither of them had to work that day and they didn't have too much going on. Gas would be around $100 because I would have to leave them with enough to get back. That was more than I wanted to spend so instead I asked if they would mind driving me to Blythe, a town on the California/Arizona boarder which is also the next real town after Indio (FYI: It is roughly a two hour drive from Indigo to Blythe). They said sure and this trip would only cost me one tank of gas. At an average of $3.35 a gallon, gas is really cheap in the desert (considering the national average). I filled their tank for $35 (they were on absolute empty) and we headed down the road. In Blythe, they dropped me at a gas station across from the I-10 east ramp. Literally, one minute after getting out of their car and crossing the highway to the ramp, I was face to face with ride share Dan; the Canadian guy I gave a ride to from Vancouver to Portland a week ago!

These are the best moments on the road: the perfect meeting of time and place (and in this case, even interstate exit). He pulled out his camera to take a photo. I hope I get to see these pictures one day because the first photo of us was in my old car as we were making our way towards Portland wearing sweaters and now there's this picture of us with both of our backpacks on in the 106 degree sun. He was headed west, on his way back to LA from a short trip to Phoenix and I, of course, was headed east to Tucson. We had about two hours max of daylight left and both of us wanted to get as far as we could before dark. Needless to say, our encounter, as amazing as it was, was short lived. He turned up the street to the I-10 west ramp and I crossed to the I-10 east ramp. I couldn't see him from where I was so I hope he got a ride pretty fast because the sun, even at 7pm, was murderous. It is also unfortunate that my ride took off  before Dan and I spotted each other because they were headed back towards LA. Dan, if you're reading this that was incredible! Be safe and lots of love!

I am posting a clip of the wind and grass from South Dakota because I am in the desert and like to think about this...

...Although, it would probably be best for me to forget it and instead just slather on the sunscreen and wear a straw hat so I'm prepared to sit back and embrace the heat. I mean, it's like living in a sweat lodge, which is a place to sweat out the body's toxins. I might be healthier (except of course for the skin cancer I'll accrue in a few years) and I might start the agonizing process of quitting smoking when my pouch of tobacco is gone.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_CpPv-LooA

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Why I am not in Amsterdam: US Airways, Flight 798 from Philadelphia to Amsterdam

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aSZy9sbAXsk


It's been a long few days. The night before my flight from San Francisco was incredible: I met a few people and we shared a bottle of wine right in SFO airport. We stretched out in sleeping bags and were never disturbed. The next night, however, was a disaster.

My flight from San Francisco stopped in Philadelphia around 4:30pm for the connecting flight 798 to Amsterdam. The flight was scheduled to leave at 6:30pm. The plane was boarded, but we didn't leave the airport until after 7pm. Everyone in "economy class"(or as I like to say 3rd class) was packed in pretty tight. Roughly 20-40 minutes into the flight the air started to get really tight-to the point where you would expect the plane to level off or something, but instead of leveling off the oxygen masks came down.

It was surreal. People were quietly putting on their masks. Soon people started to put on their life vests. I was the only one talking. I was trying to get some answers (plus a life jacket is not going to save you in a crash landing). Instead of reaching for my oxygen I reached for my camera and recorded what was going on. The people sitting behind couldn't get their masks because the compartment above them didn't open. If you watch the video you'll hear a voice behind me ask someone for help, then for a credit card, and lastly a key as they were trying to jimmy the oxygen mask compartment door open.

I have always been scared of airplanes. I used to say that I would never get on a plane without a parachute. I am also a survivalist, but there is no way for me to survive a plane crash. I have no control. No last minute decision is going to make any difference when you're 40,000 feet up in the air, or at least not my decision making. People like to tell me planes are safer than cars, but the truth is I'd much prefer dying in a car crash than on a plane. Planes may be "safer" statistically, but the terrifying element is off the charts. People tend to die pretty quickly in car crashes while in an airplane I imagine you could be alive to hit the ground or be electrocuted, neither of which sound very appealing to me.

The oxygen masks and life vests weren't the worst part of it. After it was made clear that the cabin had lost air pressure (maybe from a value not completely secured, speculated one of the on board flight attendants) the aircraft was too heavy to land so while we were in Boston by the time all of this happened we returned to Philly and then spent two hours in the air ascending and descending. The sky went dark. People silent because the noise in the plane was stifiling. The plane's wheels were down and the wing 'stoppers' were up so as to burn the fuel as fast as possible (not to mention burning off a finite resource), and that my friend, was the worst.  A woman sitting ahead of me knitted while the sky got darker and darker. I filmed her for a solid fifteen minutes. I will try to put this video up as well. I think, though, I would have gotten on another plane had we been able to land in Boston, but I couldn't take the thundering noise and the oxygen masks flapping in front of me. The whole scene reminded me of a hospital gone very, very wrong.

When we mercifully returned to the ground around 11pm US Airways was determined not to cancel the flight (or set up accommodations) and so they had another plane ready in 20 minutes. I was a little irate by this point. Anyone who knows me can testify to my lack of self control in stressful situations. The last thing I wanted to do at that moment was to be on another plane, plus I wasn't even aloud outside, and not only did I desperately want a cigarette, but I really wanted to plant my feet on the ground.

To conclude: I was very stressed, pissed, and anxious. The airline staff (other than the on board flight attendants who really kept their heads and tried to answer my questions) were not very helpful. I wanted to leave. I have a friend in Philly that I could stay with that night. I decided to take my money and run. I demanded a full refund and left the airport as the new flight boarded. That decision was rash. Maybe not the best because I am regretful of it now, but I figured seeing the oxygen masks come down may not be the best sign to get before going to another country (with not that much money and very few connections I may add). In addition, it's hard to think straight when you've seen first hand the images from your worst nightmares. It's also hard to think straight when you've planned a month long trip to Europe (something I have never done before) and it doesn't happen.

I went back to the Philadelphia airport the next morning (yesterday). I explained the situation to an airline staff member and apologized for being a little excessive the night before (which I definitely was). The woman that I spoke with was nice, but could not get me another flight to Amsterdam. The tickets were voided (which included my return flight from Dublin to NYC) and I would have to purchase new tickets to continue on to Europe. Obviously that couldn't happen; I had purchased these tickets months ago when they were actually affordable (for my 3rd class wage that is). I still have a ticket from a different airline leaving from Paris July 21 to Dublin. I am trying to get a voucher.

As some of you might know, my grandmother is really sick and it's not the best time to be leaving the country considering my family is very "old school," meaning they aren't online in any way (my phone does not work in Europe, and besides, my mother doesn't even have an answering machine). I'm also on limited funds so if anything happened and I did somehow hear then I would have to wait for my scheduled flight back and that would suck more than not going to Europe.

However, I still needed to compensate for my feelings of failure and sadness (this was my third attempt at leaving the continental US, and I've had my passport almost nine years and have yet to use it other than Canada) so I got a return flight to San Francisco free of charge since that's where I started from. I had the great idea of going back to where I started as if I could do it again. That's a little unrealistic, even for me. On the plus side, my friend Dan whom I've known since the age of twelve, has been living in Tucson, Arizona for the last two years and I've never been out to visit him so that's where I'm going. I considered going up to the Rainbow gathering briefly (especially since Otter is there and I really did like traveling with him), but I don't think getting lost in hippie land is what I need right now, although I am still considering it...

Some of you may be thinking why didn't I just go back to NY? Well, for one thing, I had sublet my room for all of July so I didn't technically have a place to stay and the idea of making sandwiches at the bar I work or worked at did not sound very appealing either, nor did I want to go to New Hampshire, at least not right now, not yet. Maybe I am avoiding it. Who knows, either way, It's sad as shit to fly into the same airport you left from a day ago heading to Europe and knowing that's not going to happen this time.

I'm getting a ride to Sacramento later today from Amanda, a girl who posted the ride on Craigslist Ride Share.  I hope to meet with Deepak from the magazine (and talk to him  more about my documentary), but I might just head down I-5 instead. I'll be hitchhiking down to Tuscan because everyone wants tons of cash for a ride to Arizona when I know I can get there in two days max and for free. It sucks though. I really didn't want to hitch again here in the US. I feel like I'll never be able to leave this country. Sometimes I wonder if land even exists on the other side of the ocean...

Alas, "A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent on arriving" -Lao Tzu

Guess I got ahead of myself on this one. I uploaded the video to Youtube because I want to increase the likeliness of the airline seeing it (I did email them the link), maybe now they'll take aircraft inspection as seriously as they do  their security.

On the plus side, not going to Europe right now allows me to spend more time filming and editing my documentary here in the states. I will also have time to go to Facebook Headquarters this trip.

Monday, June 27, 2011

Tools of the Trade launched on Kickstarter

Please check out my project proposal on Kickstarter:
http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1584789400/tools-of-the-trade-the-business-of-social-media

Spread the word! I have until August 16, 2011 to raise $5,000! I will be uploading a real trailer very soon.

I will filming some interviews with people here in San Francisco about Craig's List (that site began here). Then onward to the post office to mail a few more things back to New York, and then I will be heading to the airport tonight since my flight to Amsterdam is very early. I will return to NYC on July 28.

Another post will be coming shortly.

Thanks everyone for your support!

Sunday, June 26, 2011

San Francisco and Selling a Car: Europe Tuesday morning and My plan worked!

To recap as briefly as possible: I interviewed Lauren at Ad Busters Media Foundation before leaving Vancouver. It was a short, but precise interview. Kalle Lasn wasn't in the office, but Lauren proved to be a credible source. My three ride sharers were getting ready to take buses since I was an hour late picking them all up. Finally, at 12:30pm we were on the highway. Less than an hour later we were at the boarder. Lasse and his girlfriend, Josephine, are from Denmark and Dan is Canadian. Needless to say we were all detained at the boarder and my vehicle searched. I guess it's not surprising since all of us are in our mid-twenties and from different countries, but two hours went by before we were allowed to leave, mostly due to Lasse and Josephine who needed to update their visas. Dan was ready to kill me since I kept exasperating the situation, and was obviously impatient with the officers. In my defense, the USA takes pride in making civilians feel small and guilty even when no crime or wrong-doing has happened. This was intolerable for me and I persistently commented on the propaganda on the wall behind the officer's that outlined the rights of Americans and feeling personally denied of them in this situation.

At least none of us (well, the USA had to let me back in) were denied access. I dropped Lasse and Josephine in Seattle, and since it was much later in the day than expected, Dan decided to stay on until Portland, Oregon. Actually, I brought Dan right to Erica's show since we were running so late. We caught the last twenty minutes. After the show, I returned Dan to the right freeway to hitch (he is on his way to LA). I interviewed Erica the next day about her tour (and it being booked almost entirely by myspace and facebook). Since Erica and I go way back, she decided to travel down with me to San Francisco because she had a few days before jumping on another music tour.

I arrived in SF three days ago. It was amazing at first to cross over the Golden Gate bridge and visit all the places that I used to go when I lived here (I lived here seven years ago for almost a year), but then good 'ol SF caught up with me and I remembered why I never came back here for any length of time again; not only is it freezing, but the city itself can be very cold hearted despite the hippie vibes: the city makes you feel like a bum, and more and more of the businesses' on Haight Street are only in business for the money, which is to completely ignore the culture that once made this section of the city cool. It's still, however,  good for me to be back and I was able to sell my car yesterday for $750, which is a lot considering my car has 191, 000 miles and does not have a catalytic converter which is needed to pass the California smog law. I told this information to all of the prospective buyers, and surprisingly a lot of people didn't care. The car ended up going to a girl in her early twenties. It will be her first vehicle. Her boyfriend came along to check it out too. It was a good experience and I think we all got what we wanted: she her first car and me enough money to put in my bank account for rent and to travel on in Europe.

Later today, Erica and I will be heading to the coast, now that the car business is done. I am planning on going to the airport tomorrow night so as to be prepared for my early flight Tuesday morning. For now, it's business: this blog, Kickstarter, and I have to email a few things to Deepak from Talent Magazine who will be featuring me and my film in an upcoming issue. I will also be working on preliminary applications for funding requests because I've decided to continue filming until October. I am putting together another trip for early September in which I will travel the Southern route of the US and end at the Facebook Headquarters in Palo Alto, LA. I could not make it there this time.

In other news: It is Pride week in SF, and I read a few days ago about New York legalizing gay marriage which is a great victory for people everywhere: on the road to equal rights. Yesterday, while walking around the Castro in SF during Pride (although today is the big parade) I saw some parents with their kids. I thought to myself that if I had kids I would take them to Pride and tell them that this is where we demand and celebrate equal rights for all people because that is really what it comes down to in the end, and isn't that the most important?

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

And then there was jazz and everything was beautiful

Libra Room Cafe! Good tunes last night.

I'm having a cup of coffee right now and then I'll be heading over to Ad Busters, which is only a 5 minute drive from where I am. Since I haven't received confirmation from anyone there I'm just going to show up and hope someone is around that isn't too busy to talk for a minute. Then I'll be picking up my ride shares who also live within ten minutes of where I am (and where I'll be). I'm really thankful for the riders because my money is tied up. I made a poor judgement the other day by using my card at an outside pay pump at a Husky gas station at 1am in a small town in BC, Canada. When my card was declined when I tried to buy a coffee later that day I looked up my statement online: the gas station had charged me $127 and my account was on hold. I stopped at another Husky (by now I was hours from the one that overcharged me) and a woman working there told me that if you pay outside Husky charges a set "fill" price. $127? At most my car takes 30 bucks,  but then I'm not driving an 8 cylinder SUV. Anyway, I called the bank and they removed the hold, but it's going to be a few days before I can get back the $127 (I actually only pumped gas to $1.41 since I realized right after I started to fill that the gas was ethanol and I didn't want it-my car being so old and all) so I'm left with $20 until the bank gives me my money back and I sell this car. I'm really hoping for a quick sale since my time margin is growing more and more narrow by the day.

Today, the Riders and I will be stopping in Seattle to drop off Ride Share Lasse and friend, then in Olympia to drop Ride Share Dan off. Then I will make my way to Portland where I will be meeting up with one Erica Russo and filming her show at The Hawthorne Theater and asking her more questions. I have grown to love asking people questions.

Is Ad busters ready? By the way, if you're not familiar with them then please look them up as they are an incredible organization of anti-media media pioneers. Kalle Lasn, founder  of Ad Busters and author of the book, "Culture Jam" is at the top of my list of inspiring people. It would be really great if he was in the office today (just putting that out there)...

Despite the 'for nothing' riots that took place here a few days ago, I still think Vancouver is pretty cool.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Through the Mountains to Vancouver, Free Pizza for me, and a dude walking down the street playing a didgeridoo

I've never been to Vancouver until now and I didn't really know where I was going an hour ago except Route 1 west. On a whim I took the First Ave exit and took my first right. I drove a little bit, crossed a cool looking street called Commercial, and then I saw the big bridge to the city. Since it was starting to get dark (yeah-I said starting at 9:30pm) I figured the bridge to the buildings could wait so I pulled a u-turn, pissed everyone off, and drove back up the hill I came down. I turned a right and ended up at a little park with ample parking. I walked up the few blocks to Commercial Street which looks like anything but the name: the street is trendy, sure, but  relaxed with a lot of little coffee shops and small stores. I stepped into a pizza shop that had a sign for $1.50 slices and also had wifi (out of habit I grab my computer when leaving my car) and chairs and tables outside. I bought a slice and just as I was firing  up my computer the pizza guy comes out with a box of pizza and tells me to have it. I turned around and looked inside the shop and could see they were closing. Awesome! The majority of pizza shops usually just throw it in the dumpster. Maybe I looked like I could use a few more slices, although I've been eating more on the road than I was in NYC, maybe it was my computer? Can technology get you free food? I say this because without my computer I would have kept walking on my way before the man would have thought to give me their day olds.

In film news: my interview with Gord Hotchkiss in Kelowna (a town supposedly only four hours away, in reality more like six) went really well, and I have concluded it worth the harrowing trip from up from Spokane, harrowing for the mountain roads, deer, and my interrogation at the boarder (keep in mind this is my second dip into Canada during this trip). At the Washington/British Columbia boarder the woman asked me to turn off my car. I did, but neglected to turn off my headlights. This wouldn't have been a huge deal if the woman hadn't questioned me for 25 minutes and searched my trunk. Finally, when I had convinced her (and she had the evidence to believe) that, yes, I do have filmmaking equipment and I'm not trying to get into BC for the pot, she let me go, but alas I couldn't, the old battery had died again. Since my last positing of the failing battery Otter, my temporary road buddy that I miss a little right now, and I both managed to kill the battery another three times during our travels-just by leaving the headlights on (hey, when it's foggy and daylight it's an easy thing to forget). Luckily a jump was easily accessible-then; this time over an hour went by before someone passing through the boarder had jumper cables (pretty slow at the 395 Highway border crossing on a Monday night). By now it was really dark and the boarder woman warned me about the deer "they're jumping tonight" she said. It's a good thing she said that because it stuck in my head and low and behold four deer over my course of Route 3 west were either slap dab in the middle of the road or running right in front of me. No deer were injured and I'm happy to say I can keep my "I've never hit an animal" status.

Earlier today I linked my blog to the flickr account I set up for the film, but then all the little thumbnails popped up on the blog and it looked very unappealing so I disconnected it, but feel free to go to flickr if you want to see a few snapshots taken with my computer. I will be uploading more and more as time goes on and I find more of it to dedicate to photo uploading (not my favorite activity).

I've got three people interested in my Ride Share offer from Vancouver heading south along I-5 tomorrow. One guy is going to Olympia, two others are going to Seattle, and one other guy wants a ride to either Seattle or Portland (but hasn't confirmed the ride with me yet, so...), needless to say it's going to be a full house and good for me since my funds are dwindling by the second. At least I have bread and peanut butter, free pizza, and a clear night to get me along...and promises of interviewing some awesome folks at Ad Busters in the morning (forgot to mention what brought me to Vancouver in the first place).