Thursday, May 26, 2005
Hey, it's good to be back home again
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend
Yes, 'n, hey it's good to be back home again
- John Denver
Well yes, I suppose it has been a while since my last post, time just passed and suddenly it's Thursday, two weeks since my last muddled missive and well, there's not a lot to write home about, let alone a blog.
The film was... an experience. Perhaps a little lacklustre after last years film where it was the thrill of the new, but good to see the old team back together.
This year I felt we were rather hamstrung by the genre of science fiction, cue much indecision as to which road to go down, for as Dan and I discussed on the road trip up, science fiction is a setting rather than a genre. Star Wars is a western in space, Alien a horror is space and ours was, well, um something in a carpark. Anyhow, it’ll be up on a website sooner or later so have a look and throw bananas at the screen then.
And now it’s back home in Wellington and it’s good to be back. My gerbera was chuffed, Brutus whelped in delight and me? Well I poured myself a drink, toasted this fine city and collapsed in a pile of old laundry.
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend
Yes, 'n, hey it's good to be back home again
- John Denver
Well yes, I suppose it has been a while since my last post, time just passed and suddenly it's Thursday, two weeks since my last muddled missive and well, there's not a lot to write home about, let alone a blog.
The film was... an experience. Perhaps a little lacklustre after last years film where it was the thrill of the new, but good to see the old team back together.
This year I felt we were rather hamstrung by the genre of science fiction, cue much indecision as to which road to go down, for as Dan and I discussed on the road trip up, science fiction is a setting rather than a genre. Star Wars is a western in space, Alien a horror is space and ours was, well, um something in a carpark. Anyhow, it’ll be up on a website sooner or later so have a look and throw bananas at the screen then.
And now it’s back home in Wellington and it’s good to be back. My gerbera was chuffed, Brutus whelped in delight and me? Well I poured myself a drink, toasted this fine city and collapsed in a pile of old laundry.
