Caught on film!

So! For any of you who are not on my Facebook listing, I have posted a friends film that I played a small role in.  I posted it for everyone to see so if you are interested, please feel free to go check it out.  
  For those of you who don't know me or my last name, I guess you are kinda screwed.  Message me and I can hook you up!
  
   It's douche baggery goodness!  
I have now made a music video, a short film, and who knows what will be next....  


  Speaking of Douche bags.... Seems there are a number of them coming out of the woodwork these days. Friends getting cheated on by his soon to be ex of over 8 years and the guys name is now Guy Le Douche.  We laugh about it, but I know the poor bastard is hurting.
  My GLD, well, lets just say I am steering clear lest I say something in a fit of witty sarcasm.  A verbal lashing, although hilarious beyond measure, would just make life a little bit harder for me I would think.  GLD can have his space, I'll have mine, and all will be well.  
  ...  still, there are moments of pure disdain when I have to listen to the drivel.
   *sighing*


  Such is life, and really.. if we didn't have DBags, daily comedic value would drop....


 I am qualified you realize, as I am playing a DBag in my newest film, heh.  Some say I play one in real life too hahaha... well, maybe.


 With an intense need to vent off some of the steam building up, I am planning on going to martial arts more often, in the hopes of doing well at the tournament in June.  I look forward to the challenges of it, and this Saturday will be a Poomse (Patterns)  class at the club.  
  Will need to learn some new things... and maybe look into Sicuran (Filipino stick fighting).... Assuming Im allowed ;-)


  I gotta say, this nice weather is pretty fantastic for this city.  I am digging seeing some green grass already... makes me happy, as well as the budding trees and bushes.  Small things, but pleasing.
   Anyway, my stupid cell phone is being retarded, gotta try and get it fixed.  Im out!

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