So, in the playful spirit of facetiousness, I offer the following birthday wish list for 2011. Thank you, Mom.
Windshield for a 2000 Grand Am, plus labor
Storm intuition; the ability to sense when a hail storm may drop bullets of ice on your car, particularly one massive enough to crack a windshield
Back corner window for a 2000 Grand Am, plus labor; or a roll of black duct tape
Magnetic key holder; a place to hide a spare car key should one be locked outside their car
Mechanic friend; someone who could properly diagnose problems with a car and fix them at a hugely discounted rate, preferably within a few days’ time
Mac Notebook with Final Cut 7 (or a new mother board for the water-damaged G5 that’s been in storage for many months)
A second employer; one that would pay a consistent wage for work that would not obligate me to think too much; or one that would pay a salary for work that would utilize my creative nature, intelligence, and productive work ethic
The second coming of Michael Jackson
An implant in my head that would be the equivalent to updating a computer’s RAM, so that I may not have to keep renewing books like “100 of the Best Business Books” from the library because I read too slowly
A haircut for under $12
A phone call with Eve Ensler, writer of The Vagina Monologues, where I could ask her permission to stage her play for one of our upcoming fundraising events to raise money for a feature film about domestic violence called “Miranda”
Smaller classroom size for my “Camera Shots, Angles & Movement” mini-course for Adventure Club’s summer program. (More specifically, fewer talkative students.)
Sleep
To get Ted Hope to read my feature-length screenplay, Indulgence
Memory
2-3 college students or recent grads with backgrounds in media, marketing, management, sales, or fundraising that are available to lend a few hours of their time a week in exchange for school credit and/or experience
Billy Joel’s return to lyrical rock music
Ice cream party for all my nieces, nephews and little cousins
On-Star system for my body indicating which parts of my body, if any, are in poor condition and why
Cooler jogging temperatures
Two tickets to Saturday Night Live
Thanks for reading!
Brian Ackley; www.wix.com/brianackley/filmmaker
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