Just Johnny...

Not bad. Not bad at all...

2011-12-24T17:22:00.000+01:00

It has been quite a while since I’ve written a blog post. Usually this is a sign of me being depressed or something else that sucks. This time however, it's the direct opposite! Well get to that another time though...

After the total debacle that was 2010 I vowed that things had to go different. My life had to change drastically. I would make it happen or die trying...and happen it did. I had even made a TO DO list. I've managed to achieve almost all of my goals.

I met a lot of new beautiful people, that made an impact on my life. They taught me how to respect myself again, to open up and trust again. I´m so glad to have met you and proud to call you all a friend. That also means YOU my dear bloggy pals. Some of you have shown support at a time when I´ve lost all hope in people. No need to name, names...you know who you are.

Than there the people that stood by me when I was at my lowest. They taught me to hold on to the people who really matter and drop the fake ones. Yes, I will be attending the opening of your first businesses, your engagement parties, your marriages and much, much more. Why all these personal events? Because we've known each other for so long, I will not give up on you. I will support you the way you have supported and stood by me. You have given me the strength to pick myself up again, so I may walk on my own strength.

Family. Perhaps the biggest influence. It was a big year of reconciliation. Letting go of petty fights and embrace one another again. You will always be the most important thing in my life. Family. True unconditional love.

So, much has happened in 2011 (I'll tell you about it when the time comes). I've had fantastic experiences but also made a lot of blunders and mistakes. Any regrets though? NONE. I've learned so much!

You know what they say right? “If it works out, it's wonderful, If it doesn't, it's experience”. Actually, someone on Twitter said that.

Overall, it wasn't bad...Not bad at all. The seeds of success have been planted...but now is not the time to get comfortable...oh, no. Next year will be the year of truth. Time to make good on the promises I’ve made to myself.

For now though...Enjoy your Christmas celebrations and have a very, VERY happy new year. Once more thank you all, so much for your support!

This is Johnny Madrid, signing off for 2011!

The appreciation game!

2011-10-05T23:34:00.001+02:00

Now, before i move on to "Chivalry has died or How it got my ass kicked", I would very much like to welcome my new followers and thank you all for your nice comments and feedback on my short zombie story. It has given me a new surge of creativity and motivation to write some more (I've already finished a new one, don't know what to do with it yet).

All of you, thank you so much! Do a happy dance or pull some happy anime faces! I'll see you in the next installment of The Tragedy of Johnny Madrid!

I Exist. - Blogger Zombie Walk 2011

2011-10-01T00:02:00.000+02:00

Hey, there and welcome to this zombie-centric edition of Just Johnny...
Now, i must admit i didn't have a lot of time to do something special. If i had more time, i would have made a short movie i think. Hey, there is always next year right?! But for now we keep it simple with a little "Light" fiction. Put on your Dawn of the dead or Day of the dead soundtrack and turn off the lights. I call this one:

I Exist

I wish i could say i have had an eventful life, exciting and adventurous, whatever that means. But it was not. I've had a pretty normal childhood, my father wasn't a drunk, i never was abused. All the things most people, unfortunately go through, never happened to me.

Nothing happened in high-school either. I wasn't Mr. popular but i wasn't a geek either. Can you believe that I've never even seen a Star Wars film? I got good grades. Good enough to get by anyway. I never really excelled at anything, I once even had a high school teacher Mr. Villeburgh, say to me; ”You'll never amount to anything”. I wasn't a star at math. He thought it to be a good idea to rub that in. I never met that high school sweetheart, graduated and went to college. There is nothing to tell about that either, it wasn't any different. Well, I did get laid a couple of times.

After that i had the odd job here and there before i landed a decent job. In short, you might say i was as good as invisible. It bothered me at first but gradually I let go of expectations. This was as good as it was going to get. Then one morning, something happened and everything changed.

It was morning but not too early really. I felt a bit under the weather and had called work, to let them know, I’d be in a little later. I had already showered and I was dressed. I ate my breakfast as some soap got interrupted by a special news report. I vividly remember that the anchor was panicked about something. I never heard what he had to say though as I heard loud tire screeching outside in my street.

I went over to my window and saw a police car run over two people before the driver lost control and crashed in to a house. Some people were running by. Running away from something, but from what? To my surprise one of the persons that got run over tried to get up. Its face was a bloody mess. For some reason my next door neighbor went outside knelled in front of the person. “Don't try to get up! I'll call for help” he said. Then, with a swift movement the person on the floor grabbed my neighbor at the sides of his head and bit his nose off.

I forgot all about the other one. It crawled, dragging itself forward, its legs broken. It opened my neighbor's bathrobe and with his bare hands ripped his stomach open. I watched as they feasted on his guts. I was absolutely horrified, shocked and all i could say was; “Uh-Oh”.

Suddenly i heard a loud bang at my glass slide door. I was trembling. Then 2 figures crashed through, and fell right on to my floor. One of them slowly got up. It wore McDonald's clothing. It had fresh wounds on his neck and hand, behind it an older, fat man in a suit, limped after him. His lower lip missing. Both their eyes empty, milky white and lifeless.

There were two things i could do; freak out, and get eaten like my next door neighbor or fight. I literally scanned my kitchen. The thing closest to me was my broom. I swung the broom hitting the McDonald thing hard on the head. With a loud crack the broom broke. The thing stumbled and fell. The fat, suited one reached out for me. I ran and jammed the tip of the broken broom stick right through its left eye. It almost, ALMOST had a look of surprise on his face then it fell on to the floor and stayed there. The other slowly got back up. I had to get out of this place as i saw more of them shuffling their way towards me.

As i got outside the neighborhood was utter chaos. People running and crying. Some of these things were dragging people off and ate them alive. In the distance i saw the city burning. I don't even want to know what happened there. I almost got hit by a stray bullet. A man in his forties was riding a BMX bike, he clearly was too big for. He probably stole it from some kid. As he was riding it he fired his gun, wildly. He hit some of those things as they slowly surrounded him. They eventually grabbed him. I heard him scream as they ripped him apart.

The police car that crashed in to the house earlier must have hit a gas pipe or something, or it leaked gasoline i don't know. It exploded and knocked me on to the street. A few of of those things walked through the flames and kept on walking as if nothing had happened. They came for me.

I crawled away, tried to get up but for some reason my legs felt like rubber and lacked the strength to carry me. I felt the heat as they came closer, then my hand found a gun. Someone must have dropped it. At this point anything is possible. One of them already reached out his arms to me. I then fired the gun. 3 quick shots and I hit each of them in the head They fell like bags of sand to the ground. My legs found their strength again. I walked, shooting the one's that got too close. A few of them got knocked back a lot i hit in the head. That was the key. Hit them in the head.

I ran, a couple of them were following me and more and more joined the chase. As i was at the edge of my neighborhood I saw him. I stood still. Walking Death was right on my trail and I actually stood still, watching him. I was confused, was this some kind of cosmic blessing or joke? Perhaps God, or the universe was telling me something maybe it was Karma. I'll never know. All i know was that i was looking right at my old Match teacher; Mr. Villeburgh. He was older and a little fatter but i recognized that condescending look anywhere.

He was one of them too. His throat was ripped out and he shuffled towards me. At first I just wanted to shoot him but I decided against it. Didn't want to waste a bullet. You'll be surprised what you can find on the floor if you really look. I found this small garden axe near a crashed air ambulance. I picked it up, walked up to Mr. Villeburgh and split his head open with it. Black goo came pouring out of his head. And that was that. Strangely enough I had little to no emotion or feelings about it. I just knew it had to be done. After that I ran off as the city and the neighborhood behind me burned.

This was 3 weeks ago. Now, I have come to the realization that I’m pretty good at something. Pretty damn good actually. I'm good at killing. Well, technically it's not killing. You can't kill something that's already dead. I am surprised at my skill. The way I get rid of them can be called “spectacular”. I'm not one for bragging though. So I won't.

As I'm traveling, not to any place special in particular, it surprises me I haven't seen any living people. Still though, I finally feel alive. As if I’m doing something of worth now. As If I finally exist. Put here on this earth to battle this undead filth. I finally excel at something...the thing is, there is no one left alive to see it...

And there you have it. My contribution for 2011. A big thanks to Autumn Forest for letting me join at the last moment. Haven't had enough? Then go and visit these other blogs! They have all kinds of lovely undead content waiting for you. Thank you for visiting and have fun! What are you waiting for?! Go visit the other blogs! ;-)

Above the Norm: Bizarre Arizona
Zombies Everywhere
Holly's Horrorland
Little Gothic Horrors
Anything Horror
Katy Bennett Horror Writer and Poet
Bubba's Place
Horror Smorgasbord
Gnostalgia
Monkey Man
Words and Music
Red Shoes Chronicles
The Wolf's Eyes
My Day in a Sentence
Pixie's Horror Galore
Strange State
The Misadventures of HalloweeNut
Halloween Blues
Kweeny Todd
The California Blogging Massacre
Horror Shock Lolipop
Vanessa Morgan
Improbable Frontiers
No Really, You Can Eat It
Art By Living Dead Girl Nicole
Two Gory Chicks
A Dust Bunny in the Wind
A Ghoul's Best Friend
Zombies Are Magic
Cherry Neko Saves the World
Tall Tales
At the Mansion of Madness
The Haunted Rose
The Rotting Zombie
Halloween Overkill
Out of the Shadows
Creepy Glow Keyhole Gallery
Creepy Glowbugg
Bifocal Univision
Haiku-Koo-Koo
Sherry Soule
Anchors and Roses
Paranormal Researchers Group
Whispering Pines History
Lovely Miss Megs
Sean Thomas Fisher's Blogwash
Rise and Fight
Stump Town Horror
LoliClown's Little Blog of Horror
Zombies Can't Love
Books and Beyond
The Grave Bandits
Screaming Goregasms
Lazy Daisy Life
Icky Monster
Pretty in Fiction
Ivy's Closet
Justine's Halloween
Annie Walls
Ghost Hunting Theories

I'm down with the dead...

2011-09-28T00:25:00.001+02:00

I'm crazy about everything undead. I love those dirty flesh eating puss heads. Now, the dreadfully, lovely Lilia Tombs from HORROR SHOCK LOLIPOP posted an article about this Blogger Zombie walk and naturally i'm participating :-)

Mind you, this is a virtual zombie walk, hosted by Autumn Forest from Ghost Hunting Theories and it's happening Friday the 30th. This Friday. I'll have a plethora of links of participating blogs in my zombie themed post. in fact all of these blogs will have a special zombie themed blog post ready and waiting for our pleasure. So check them all out as you do a zombie "walk" through the various blogs. Leave a comment (always a nice thing) and most importantly of all...ENJOY yourselves!

See you Friday and remember... Shoot it, man! Shoot it in the head! :D

So, pop in your Dawn of the Dead or Your Zombie Flesh Eaters DVD and----&%$&$ --Self some --00#))#(@(-- for the next instal--(#$#*#(()---------------

We interrupt this blog post for a special report!

Quest for the Golden Latrine - Episode II

2011-09-24T17:38:00.000+02:00

Now, before I go on with my tale, I’d like to stress the fact that I was very, VERY ill. This wasn't a normal throat pain but a very serious infection (this one goes out especially to you ZIVA ;-p).

Episode II:

The needle tip glistened. Frantically, my eyes scanned the room, looking for a way out. “Don't be afraid my friend. You'll just feel a little prick” said the maniac pharmacist. Don't say prick! I thought. I panicked and luckily, at that moment my mother and sister came in.

“I want to be here. He's not doing this alone”. Thank God for moms. Looking out for her son in his time of need. Than she said; “Drop your pants and let the man give you your medicine”. It's a good thing I couldn't talk, all kind of obscenities would have left my mouth at that moment. Also, my relief and anger quickly turned in to desperate panic. It's bad enough my mother has to witness me with my bare ass out, while getting a big as hell needle in my behind but what the hell is my sister doing here?! The answer presented it self immediately as I saw her trying to hold in her laugh.

I dropped the trousers. All the way down to my ankles. Unnecessary if you ask me but I was feeling defiant. You want me to drop my pants? Okay, I'll give you ALL of me then. Take that! I thought. Defiance turned in to fear as I suddenly realized the position I was in. Bend over, bare ass out with a man behind me. I grabbed the gurney tight, Squeezing it. This is going to be bad I thought. It was worse. “Relax” the pharmacist said as he poked my left ass cheek with his finger while looking for a spot to put his needle in. “Relax Tim” My mother said. I felt violated. Than he slapped my ass. “Relax” he said once again.

I stand, bend over, ass out and a man slapped my ass! How the hell are you going to relax!? At this point my sister was laughing out loud. I grumbled an F you to the Pharmacist and my sister with what voice I had left. I'll tell you the kind of hatred I felt at that moment, I can write a 300 page essay on that simple feeling abou- OW!!!! The needle went in and it went in deep! NOOOO!!! I thought while feeling more and more like Jodie Foster in that rape movie.

He disinfected the little wound and I shoved away his hand in anger. “C'mon my friend, it wasn't that bad”. I shot him a look. Had I been like Damien, like in the Omen II, he'd be crawling in fear on the floor by now. I quickly pulled up my pants, ready to leave and than it hit me. I mean it literally hit me. The medicine that is. My lungs opened up and I took a breath for the first time in days. I was hyper focused, I LIVED! Than I started to foam from the mouth.

“Ah, the medicine works” said the maniac pharmacist, with a smile. My mother and sisters looked at me with a mixture of confusion and fear. “It's working?” my eldest sister asked. Then that horrible feeling came, you know that one where you know you are going to shit your pants or blow chunks out in the open if you don't get to a toilet soon. You see, the sickness or whatever, was having its House Party inside of my body and the medicine was like the police, so the party was over...and the sickness wanted OUT. Unfortunately it wanted out BOTH ways.

I could speak again. “Toilet!” I yelled. Suddenly the two assistants of the Maniac pharmacist stood in front of a door which I’m pretty sure behind it was a toilet. “No, there is no toilet here”. “Than what's behind that door?”. “Uhm, storage room”. Nice improv, I thought. You lying sack of- “I need a toilet, NOW” I yelled. The other assistant pointed to a building across the street. A fancy pants hotel. As I darted out saliva was running from my mouth and as I ran across the road, I saw the Maniac pharmacist and his two assistants running after me, yelling at me. My mother and sisters in panic. I wasn't supposed to cross the road there. Here I was, about to shit my pants and blow chunks, in the middle of the road dodging cars, in Tunis. I was persistent to get to the other side of the street. I don't know how I did it but it was like I was in bullet time. The cars were moving in slo-mo. FINALLY I was there. I ran in. The clerk at the desk took one look at me and understood immediately. Slightly panicked he pointed me toward the toilets. I guess, he had done this before. I ran. My stomach cramps were turned up a notch. Time was of the essence.

I found the door I was looking for and behind it was salvation...then the cleaner came. I guess he had just cleaned up his toilets and wasn't in any mood to clean up barf. He actually held his mob sideways, as if he wanted to battle me. He wasn't going to let me pass. Why couldn't it be as simple as this? But nohoooo, we were going for the extended action scene here.

But nohoooo, we were going for the extended action scene here.

Oh, hell no. “I'm going to give you something to clean up if you don't let me pass!!!” I yelled. He screamed something at me in Arabic. I grabbed his mob and we were actually scuffling for a moment. The desk clerks came running. “You are going to let me pass, you ARE going to let me pass!!” I said. Than I found an opening, I slipped through. Ran in the toilet....and there it was. (click the link below for the Golden bowl theme!)

The Penitent Man Will Pass - Excerpt from the Indiana Jones

and the Last crusade, music score by John Williams

A fancy golden bowl...as if it was waiting for me. After all, I had to fight for it, how could this toilet NOT be gold. I fell down on my knees and It all came out. All the sickness, and flu or whatever it was, what wanted out, came out. After that I took an incredible shit. It came out like that Alien laser beam in that movie independence day. Amazing!

Someone started banging on the door. I still took my sweet time to clean my self up. I opened the door and there they were, my mother, two sisters and the desk clerks waiting. I felt a lot better but very weak. The cleaner immediately ran in. My mother hugged me and asked if I was okay. “Yeah, I'm fine” I said. The cleaner came outside and put his hand on my shoulder. I quickly turned around, standing ready in my Three Strike Panther style. He took my hand and shook it. I guess, he was happy I didn't mess up his toilet too much. Yes, my dear readers. I kept it clean.

I did enjoy the rest of the vacation. Although feeling very weak due to the medicine. No, they didn't stick a needle in my behind again. I refused.

Epilogue:

Rotterdam, The Netherlands

Indiana Jones Theme by John Williams

I was still a little sick as my mother and me stepped in to the doctors office. I a got prescription from the guy. Got my usual medicine for the bronchitis and stuff (I used to be asthmatic by the way). The Doctor took a look at the Tunisian medicine his eyes grew large and immediately threw it in the bin. “Let's not use this again, shall we”. As much as my mother asked what it was, he never gave her a clear answer, so to date, I have no idea what this “medicine” was. All I know, I shall never forget this episode in my life. The way my life is going now...I’m pretty sure a new adventure awaits me.

So, pop in your old Indiana Jones DVD's or if you are in a REALLY adventurous mood, check out the Allan Quatermain flicks! We'll meet up again in the next Instalment of the Tragedy of Johnny Madrid...and yes, next up...it's back to doom and gloom stories....HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND! :-)

Quest for the Golden Latrine - Episode I

2011-09-21T00:13:00.000+02:00

Aaah, it feels good, no, GREAT to write again. Last month was..."interesting" to say the least. Much has happened and i will definitely get to that. It was one of the weirdest months of my life. For now, i need to regain all of my faculties, my cool and composure. Hell, i need a vacation. Not going to happen though...While we're on the subject of vacations. I remember one certain trip to the far East where I had an adventure of a life time. It's full of suspense, terror and action. It would make Steven Spielberg proud. Without further ado...I give you:

cooked up a quick, crappy pic for this post...

The Netherlands, 1991.

My family and me were boarding the big 747. People were finding their seats, hauling an impossible amount of hand-luggage and somewhere in front of me a couple of people started to have an argument. This does not bode well, I thought to myself. I get seated next to my sister. “Damn, she's going to talk my head off”...and she did. All about the ways and woes of Brendan, Brenda, Dylan, poor Andrea and the rest of the pretty teenagers of 90210. I was tired of listening to it.

My sister got a little mad about the way i disregarded her stories and tried to get back at me. "Am i boring you?" "Most definitely" i said. Her eyes turned white hot. "You know what? I'm going to keep talking. I'll make sure you won't get any sleep". Keeping it in style with a certain adventurer, I replied with “Oh, yeah....” and slid my baseball cap over my eyes (If you don't get this, watch Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. Oh, and shame on you've never seen the film). I swallowed and felt a sharp pain in my throat. I sat up straight in my seat and asked my mother and two sisters, “Does anyone of you have any cough drops ?”

Tunisia.

They didn't have any on them. The airco on the plane did its wonders on my throat. So, when we finally arrived at the hotel it was mid day already. By that time, my throat felt like sandpaper. I'll sleep it off, tomorrow I’ll feel better...or so I thought.

The next morning I get woken up by the Koran. They play it on loudspeaker so the whole city of Tunis can hear it. At this point I feel and look like Bub, from Day of the dead. This is day one of a three week vacation. As the week goes by my condition gets worse and worse. It's time to call the doctor. I could not breath well.

This doctor came straight out of an Indiana Jones film, he was little, balding and had these old style, round shaped glasses on. A little nervous, the Arabian version of Woody Allen. He did some tests on me, told my mother where to go for “a treatment”. He gave her a prescription. Great time to get some medicine!

The taxi ride to this pharmacy was excruciating. We got to this place that looked like a bar. Oh, boy...is this the pharmacy? My mother talks to the guy in charge and gives him the little piece of paper. “Alright, this way my friend” the kind fellow says and took me to this dark little room. I didn't really feel comfortable and had no idea what was going to happen. What medicine will I get?

Than the door swings open. Another George Lucas moment. A big man, his graying hair neatly groomed and naturally, he's wearing the “villain” glasses. “Do you speak English my friend?” Since I have little to no voice I just nod a “yes”. “Good, good. Please stand over there”. With his hand he gestures me toward a gurney. I go over there and he turns around, his back facing me and opens a drawer. I hear all of these metallic clanking sounds. Then he turns around and he's holding the biggest syringe I have ever seen!

I hold out my arm and the pharmacist shakes his head. “No, no my friend...You must pull down your pants”. He walks toward me and smiles. The huge needle glints...

How will Johnny Madrid, get out of this predicament? Will he get cured? Is he going to escape the clutches of the maniac pharmacist or will he meet his demise....

Do not miss the stunning conclusion of Johnny Madrid and the quest for the Golden latrine!

A challenge!

2011-07-12T01:05:00.007+02:00

Before we get to Johnny Madrid and the quest for the golden Latrine, I've got some things to share...

Well, actually this didn't come out of the blue, i've been chosen by the Amazing, Isabela Bittencourt, from Toughsoul to share 10 things i love. You have to use pictures too.

In my turn, i have to choose 10 other bloggers to do the same. The ones that are chosen, are asked to choose some other bloggers to do it as well... but we'll get to that later. Let's get started shall we?

10. I Iove the 90's!

I love it. LOVE IT with a passion. It's the time i grew up in. My teenage years. Bell Biv Devoe, Tevin Campbell, The last boyscout, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Jodeci...man i could go on and on. It was a great time that i will always treasure.

09. I love Bakpao buns.

Those delicious chicken or beef filled hot, steamed buns. I don't mean the one's you get from the frozen food section, no, no my friends...the freshly made buns, like the ones i get from the Indonesian corner store close to where i live. Take one bite and you'll experience pure bliss....hmmm. Other people need crack, smack, sex or gambling. I need Bakpao. *Mental note: Must get some tomorrow*.

08. I love videogames

Yes, indeed. I'm still a gamer. Have been since the days of Leisure suit Larry and still going strong. My latest thing is Kinect. Yeah, i have one of those. Check out my great rendition of the Tom Jones Classic "It's not unusual."

07. I love Comic books.

Oh no, excuse me...Graphic novels. Since the olden days of marvel i've been following the adventures of men and women in tights. My tastes have evolved though, reading more artful fare like Flight or Sandman. I love the artwork and the stories...excellent stuff.

06. I love reading books

Yes, i do love reading "normal" books too. To think that as a wee lad i absolutely hated reading. Than one day a lovely lady crossed my path and showed me the wonderful ways of words and writing. From Animal Farm, War of the Worlds to World War Z, Salem's Lot and Star Wars novels. I love 'em all. Now, I'm reading the latest adventure of our favorite British Spy of her majesties secret service. He has Carte Blanche...

05. I love movies

Love it. I have boxes full of movies. They inspired me, they made me what i aspire to be. That is a film maker/writer. Simple as that. *Oh, this is not an actual picture of my collection*.

4. I love movie making!

Haven't done it since my school days but the game is afoot. Things are in motion again. Screenplays are being written and connections are being made. It will happen again. For now, enjoy a little scene from "Multi-Midget". A student film my mates and me made about a little cleaning robot (played by the excellent midget actor, Chris Willemsen) that malfunctions and instead of cleaning up the garbage, it decides to clean up the family it lives with. Look out for the 6 year anniversary of this flick. I'm going to re-edit it, it's going to get a new music score, an English dub (it's Dutch spoken) and new visual effects. Yes, we are going to George Lucas the hell out of this thing! After that, new projects will follow and you'll see what we are really capable of.

3. I love people that take me the way i am.

No, big stories or explanations. There was a time i tried to change for someone else. Not ever again. I am who i am. If you don't like that...your problem. *Thanks Lucas, for lending me your hipster glasses for this photo hehehe*.

2. I love my friends.

Takes me back to point 3. You know who you are. The people close to me and blogosphere mates. You are awesome...

1. I love my family

Without you i would not have survived a very dark period in my life. You are everything to me.

That's it! I'm done!

Now, I choose YOU, to share your 10 favorite things!

ASH, from the Ashodeck!

Ziva, from about Livin' 'n 'Lovin'

Autumn Castine, from the Wrong Fish

Andrew, from the Housebound Writer

Harley, from No Pressure, no Diamonds

Marikoy, from the Adventures of Marikoy

Crystal, from 28 and a half

Bianca, from Bianca and the B-Sides

Valentine, from I love you Valentine

Cameron Poe, from I have too many Shoes

Susan, from The Simple Life of an Edinburgh Girl

I'll be back soon...
Cheers mates!

A Night on the Town 2: The long weekend.

2011-06-28T23:02:00.004+02:00

It's as if I’m making up for lost time. Like a stated in my guest post, I almost feel like me old self again...almost but not quite there yet. I've found the ability to simply enjoy myself. It has been a long, LONG time since I've...Oh, wait a minute...I’m getting ahead of myself again. First let me tell you how this long weekend started:

It all started on Thursday night. I came home from work, I was tired and hungry when suddenly my phone rang. Ash. The youngsta extraordinair invited me to hang out. “Yo, Johnny...you up for some R&R Saturday night?” “Well sir, I respectfully accept your offer”. I said with a Pride and Prejudice accent.

The next day I was hanging out with my cousin when I got a text message from Ash that said: “ Tomorrow! We meet up with the crew! You can even shower at my place”. I didn't get that shower part. Why would I want to take a shower at your place I thought to my self.

It's Saturday! First I meet up with Ash in the city to do some shopping. I bought myself some new sneakers didn't even bother to wear nice cloth, because, we're just going to chill at Ash' place with the usual suspects. Than, back at his place Ash dropped the bomb. “Don't you remember? We're going to this party tonight”. Now I understood the shower part and him buying new cloth. I looked like my usual self (can you say BUM?) but I did have nice new sneakers on. “Ah to hell with it” I said.

INTERMEZZO:

I've never been a party animal but when I would go out, I could somewhat enjoy myself. Didn't like to dance but from time to time I joined the festivities. But somewhere along the line that got lost too and as I said before I lost the ability to enjoy anything at all. (Thank you ex-girlfriend).

This is how I expected the night to go: Me standing against the wall bopping my head. That's it. Ash and me met up with some old friends whom I haven't seen in quite a while and to my utter surprise I felt good...I was very pleased to see them again. Jona, the artist brought a new player to the game. Miss B. A girl from his class. A petit German who was pretty quiet at first. And we were on our way.

When we got in the joint my first thought was “Oh God, oh God...” Artsy Farty people, Hipsters and whatnot. I needed a beer quick! So, there I was standing against the wall with my beer, bopping my head. I thought to myself “This party sucks”. The people were dancing, my friends were having a good time and suddenly it struck me. “Why don't I just go out there and join the fun”. Then my other self, The unhappy angry Johnny stood beside me. It was like a scene from that movie Multiplicity. I was talking to myself.

Me: Why don't I just go out there and join the fun?

Angry Johnny:

Well...(takes a sip from his beer and lights a cigarette).

Me:

You smoke?!

Angry Johnny:

Yep, The reason you don't dance is you'll make us look an idiot.

Me:

Yeah, but look at them...they don't care. I mean come on, look there is even a dude dressed up as a woman...they don't care. They are having a blast. Why am I standing here against this wall

Angry Johnny:

Because that's what we do, that what we always do. I'm here to protect you. Look at them...fools. This party sucks anyway. Let's go home...watch some DVD's.

Me:

You know what...not this time. Perhaps it's not the party that sucks...perhaps...I suck.

Angry Johnny:

Whoa now, wait a minute...Think about this. Let's not take risks. Stay with me. Do what we always do. You can't handle the world with out me.

I walk away.

ME:

Hey A.J. You should clone yourself...

Angry Johnny:

Oh, boy here we go...Why should I clone myself?

ME:

So you can go fuck yourself!

I took off my jacket, and literally danced and partied like I have never done...ever.

Jona, the artist and me.

Nana and her hubbie Mr. E, the tired dancer

Good times!

And so it ended with a beautiful night in Rotterdam...

It was wonderful but wait! There is more! The next weekend we were at it again!

Ash me enjoying a little quiet time

Boogie down!

Miss B., Ash and Me ready to party!

Miss F. and her hubbie Mike, The Robot.

Girls just wanna have fun.

Pattycake!

Miss F. doing the 4-skin sign...now what could that mean?

Fuzzy pic but still cool

More good times!

And when i got home a beautiful gray, cloudy sky greeted me.

Met some new people, danced like I don't care and feeling incredibly good. That next day I had a day out with my film making buddies. We were all a little tired from the day before so we weren't our usual wild selves. We did promise to do it over again...Than sunday, Ash and me met up with some pals in The Hague for Park Pop...now, I have to say, this time it wasn't me who sucked. Park Pop really, really sucked. I didn't like it, Ash didn't like it and before we left I got a reminder of that day. Some bug stung me in the head.

All in all It was a beautiful weekend. Made new friends and had a lot of fun.

I'm not there yet though. Whatever “there” is. There are still hurdles to overcome but I’m pretty sure I’m going to be fine. A new Golden era awaits me. :)

Play some Usher (when he was still good), boogie down with your mates and forget all of your troubles....

Till the next time...when we go BACK! Way back in time...for an adventure of life time.

That's when we continue the tragedy of Johnny Madrid.

Guest post-o-rama!

2011-06-19T21:07:00.003+02:00

After a night on the town yesterday, it's time to relax and enjoy the rest of my quiet Sunday. Now, this isn't really a new blog post but more of a re-direction to a guest post I've written for the Ashodeck. It's a the blog of my pal Ash. Now, I've been invited to be a contributing writer a while back but I've never found the right angle for a post there...until now. Also, my first guest post has everything to do with my coming "Night no the town" post. So, check it out HERE!

Relax, have a mug of warm milk, put on a nice DVD and chill...

David Bowie - Golden Years

See you when i see you! :-)

SLAM!!!

2011-06-15T22:53:00.054+02:00

Now, I have an awesome co-worker who also happens to be an old classmate of mine, yes I’m talking about the class of 1993. We were reminiscing of ye olden days. The people, situations and other awesome stuff of the Kid & Play, Technotronic and Teenage mutant Ninja turtles era. Surprisingly, one particular incident didn't come to light. The tale of how my class and me started a good old, honest to God riot. Right there in the school Cantina.

Now, I hear you asking: 'Doesn't this guy have any present day stories?' Well, of course I do! I'm still failing at a daily basis. Having a job doesn't make my problems magically disappear. I only have one less thing to worry about. As I grow in to an old man, I start to think back, on my many, many failures, my successes and what I have learned from it all. To my shock...I found out I actually know nichts, rien, niets, nada, nothing. Yes, my dear readers, I'm starting back at 1, starting over...what's going on right now? Well, that's a tale for another time. But first...

1993.
High school, graduation is around the corner...well actually it's still winter but we are seniors and the world is still an open book for all of us. We talk about all the awesome stuff we are going to do when we leave this wretched hive of scum & villainy we call school. It was a very, normal day. It was cold but the sun did shine, nothing had happened and it was fairly peacfull and quiet in the cantina. A small TV was present and it had MTV (back when they actually still played music on there) on. Nirvana or something was playing and the song ended...than came Onyx...with:

SLAM!!!

I don't know what happened but my classmates and me were like “YEAAAAAHHH!!!” The baseline was pumping and when the chorus came on we were all bouncing are heads and waving our hands. Some guys got up on chairs while others were wildly shaking the tables. The rest of class that stood outside, naturally heard the commotion, came inside and joined in. Fredro Starr wasn't even finished with his lyrics and by than it had turned in to a mosh pit. It was wild, The juniors joined in and than things really got crazy.

I swear to God, I saw kids, freshman kids, fly through the air, I than got kicked, and I started to stomp and kick back. I saw one kid get kicked, both his feet flung into the air, I never saw him land cause I was kicked in to the candy vending machine. The Cantina looked like that end fight from that movie The Wanderers. For some strange reason, I saw two classmates try to stuff another kid in between the Cola and candy vending machine. Of course I did what any sane teenager would do...join in! I jumped into the two guys and the kid got pushed in to a space that was humanly impossible to get in between.

Hold on...why would anyone actually do that? Let me illustrate...


I'm too lazy to do a detailed drawing.

Now, that I think of it...what the hell were we thinking? Why do that? Why push someone in between two vending machines? Oh, well...young foolish minds I guess. Anyways, I was pushing away, I think the kid was choking and then we heard something crack in the Cola machine and a 'PSHHHHHHHH' kind of sound filled the room. Now, I kid you not...the whole Cantina was empty in like 2 seconds.

When we dared to go back in side we discovered that the whole Cantina was flooded with water. I mean really flooded. Naturally, the big wigs at school were not amused, informed our parents, made sure we paid for the broken vending machine, made sure that we did not go on the last school trip for senior students and we were not allowed inside during the breaks...now I did say it was winter, a long cold winter it was indeed. I felt bad ass. I guess I caught the eye of Marriette Du some french last name. Since girls love the bad boys, I got in role 100 percent. Later that year I asked her out. We went to see Flintstones. Naturally the night turned in to FAIL and she told me point blank she wasn't actually interested in me. Me dating Marriette Du some sexy French last name, was doomed from the start! That was the end of my short lived bad boy phase. It eventually would return and evolve in to dirty old man/bad boy phase but that too ended in supreme FAIL.

Now, what did we learn from all of that? I'll get back to you when I figure it out. Till than...put on your baseball fury make-up, pick up your baseball bat and start chasing people for no apparent reason.

Till the next instalment of the tragedy of Johnny Madrid.

God, women and sit-coms. part II

2011-05-24T00:15:00.006+02:00

“Is there anybody going to listen to my story, all about the girl who came to stay”...actually. She didn't stay.

And we're back at it again. It's been an insane couple of weeks/months. I mean literally, insane. I think it's official now. I'm nuts. Oh, I’m sorry I’ve been getting ahead of myself. What happened, where have I been? Well, I recently had a streak of good luck. I've found a great job, 2 actually, but had a hard time adapting to being “happy”.

Pop quiz!

What happens to the man that gets everything he ever wanted?

A. He lives happily ever after.

B. He finds peace and love. A time of great inner peace follows

C. None of the above, he goes nuts and falls in to depression.

Take a wild guess which one applies to me. Yes, my dear reader. You are so correct! 10 points for you. I actually became more unhappy than I already was. My brain could not register happy and positive thoughts any more. Like my brain was frying, “ERROR, ERROR, DOES NOT COMPUTE”. I guess I was institutionalized, in my own depression. I was like that old guy from The Shawshank redemption.

With the help of Miss Amy an old school mate and Autumn Castine, of THE WRONG FISH, I kind of got some new insights and ways to deal with these kinds of things. I am doing a lot better. So thank you two so much for that!

Having said that, let's move on the real deal. Rashma. Yes, when our ways parted she was still a shy little, strange bespectacled girl. Than years later our paths crossed again...

June 1997,

It was a beautiful day and I remember standing in front of the bank eating a bakpao bun. It had just been my birthday and I was standing close to the ATM machine, ready to get some money. All I had on my mind were DVD's. As I took a another bite from the bun I suddenly heard someone call my name. I stopped chewing and saw this beautiful young woman smile at me. I thought to my self. Oh, wait. I get it, I smile back and then she walks past me to greet her friend that stands behind me. So, I leaned back on to the railing and took another bite from my delicious bakpao. Then a warm hand found its way on my shoulder and the babe looked right in my eyes with a smile that could even melt Ebenezer Scrooge's heart.

“Tim, don't you remember me? It's me...” I looked closely, my mouth still full and than it hit me. “R-RASHMA?!” As I spoke a piece of steamed bread fell out of my mouth. Rashma, took a step back and laughed. I was shocked. There was no trace of that weird little girl. Rashma was no longer skinny, Like that dude says in Sin City “She filled out in all the right places”. Her hair flowed in the wind, The glasses replaced with contacts I guess but I could finally see those beautiful brown eyes and that smile, my God. She looked like one of those Bollywood actresses. And than, naturally, I said something stupid.

“What the hell happened to you?!”

She squinted with her eyes and than shook her head. “Hello to you too...”
I quickly slapped my forehead and apologized. Out of pure instinct or whatever I just hugged her. She felt nice, soft and warm. Immediately in my head, I said to myself “down boy, down...(Insert whip sound FX).

I could tell you what conversation followed but as always, it was just small talk. “What do you do now?” etc. etc. Things however, got very, VERY interesting when she asked me if I had seen Star Wars special edition. Yes, this was the time when Star Wars got a world wide re-release, but I digress.

“I remember you loving the hell out of it.” I was perplexed. “How do you know this? We hardly ever spoke!”
Than, and I guess a lot of women do this. She dropped the bomb. "I watched you. You know, I’ve got to admit. I've always had a crush on you". And I was like “REALLY?!”

Okay, I'm going to put this on hold for now. I want to know, seriously. WHY oh WHY...do women always feed you this kind of information when they've turned into ridiculously beautiful women, fully knowing you don't stand a chance and also that they....(SIGH)

Let me continue my story first...

So, Rashma and me continued to talk about the holy trilogy. It turned out she was quite the geek. It was the first and also the last time I had a serious conversation with a woman about Star Wars. She could ALMOST out geek me with her knowledge about that galaxy far far away. We than continued to talk movies. Her beauty, her geekery, her love for movies. I think I was falling hard. She talked but all I heard was DeBarge...

“What the hell happened to us?” I asked. “How come we were never friends, or hung out?”

She became a little quiet. “Well, I always thought you hated me”.

Aha the plot thickens...somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that faithful day was going to come back and bite me in the behind....I somehow knew, something told me it was inevitable.

“H-Hate you? Whattayou nuts? I lo- You are awesome. I mean, I was a kid you know, stupid. Showing off. You know how these things go”. I was starting to panic because I just knew my shot was lost, I still tried though...

“Tell you what, let's make up for lost time and hang out now” I said smiling.

Meanwhile in heaven:
God, Jesus, Michael and Raphael are checking “Everybody hates Tim” on their heavenly flat screen.
God: All right, check this out. See, what I’m doing right here.
Jesus: No, you didn't dad!
God: Hell yes I did hahahaha!
Michael takes a sip from his 7-up and Raphael takes a bite from his pizza slice.

Back on earth:
I was still smiling but...I had a bad feeling about it. She was taking too long to answer. As if on cue, a car pulled over, close to us. She turned her head waving to the person in the car, smiled and said

“My boyfriend”.
I kept smiling like an idiot....

Meanwhile in heaven:
God: HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Jesus: NO! You, wild dad! HAHAHAHA!

Michael Spits out his 7-up, it comes out of his nose too. Raph almost chokes on his pizza, spits it out and laughs like crazy.

Back on Earth:
Out of the car comes this Marshall Mathers, Eminem wannabe. For now we will call this person, Homeboy.
Homeboy walks up to Rashma, and kisses her...hard. Out of pure frustration I shove the whole Bakpao bun in my mouth.

“Tim this is Homeboy my boyfriend. Homeboy, this is Tim a guy I know from school.

In my head I hear the breaking of glass...or was it my heart? I've been reduced to “ a guy from school”.He doesn't smile or give me a hand he just nods his head. He looks back at Rashma.“Listen, we gotta go...bla bla bla...yadayadayada”. I can't remember what homeboy said.

“It's been nice seeing you Tim. Bye!” She was all business like, cold all of sudden. She puts her arm around his waist and he puts his hand on her ass. As they walk off he shoots me an angry look as if he knows me. As if to tell me “See this softness right here? That's all mine...and you are NEVER going to have that”.

I’m a man. So, I did what I thought was a good idea at the time and started to chew tough. Now I know there isn't actually a thing as “Chewing tough”. All I managed was to look like an idiot and THIS.

As she drove off with homeboy, it dawned on me. Karma is a bitch. I had been played. Rashma took her revenge. I don't know if she did it deliberately or not...but she got some justice that day. I shrugged. Got my money and bought some movies, trying to forget this whole nasty encounter. Apparently I haven't. I wouldn't be able to write this if I had. I never saw Rashma again. What ever she's doing, where ever she is. I hope she's happy and is living a full life. Homeboy? Homeboy, can kiss my ass.

Well, my dear readers, what have we learned from all of this? Me? Absolutely nothing because years later, it happened to me AGAIN! I somehow pissed off another girl. That story though...is for another time.

Put in your Star Wars Special Edition dvd or wait for the Blu-Rays to come out so, you can buy all of the Star Wars movies...for the umpteenth time! I know I will, because I'm George Lucas' whore.

To end this episode of Everybody hates Tim just click the link below and replace Chris with Tim...i think you'll get the point.

CLICK ME!

The Tragedy of Johnny Madrid continues my friends!

An Award!!!

2011-04-20T21:16:00.004+02:00

Hello dear readers,

I've been going nuts these last few days...and i mean that in the most literal way. I've been very busy too so i haven't had much time to blog and that sort of bums me out. I still have MUCH to tell you! That will have to wait though. For now it's time for me to get some Beer 'n Crisps! I've got an award!

The most excellent Marikoy of AKO: The adventures of Marikoy has been kind enough to send this award my way. I guess some people like to read my crazy stuff. Marikoy, thank you so much! You are awesome!

There are some rules to receiving this award...

1. Thank and link back to the blogger that awarded you the badge.
2. Share 7 things about you.
3. Award 5 – 15 other bloggers.
4. Contact these bloggers to let them know about the award.

For some time i wanted to do the "facts" post but I've never found the right angle to do so. Now that i have a valid reason, i am at a loss for words...oh, well here goes.

7 useless Facts about me:

1. I'm pretty good at imitating people, voices and accents. Hey, That's what I've been told. :-)

2. I don't try to impress women anymore. It alway ends with me getting some sort of accident or humiliation...or both.

3. I HATE math. I hate it with a PASSION! I can't do it. Just can't. Thinking about it makes me shiver with anger.

4. I once fell off stage during a playback show. I was imitating Michael Jackson and while doing his signature spin, i spinned my way right off the stage. I did win 1st place! ;)

5. I am a really, REALLY bad actor. That's why i'll be playing in another movie pretty soon. ;)

6. I am a geek. Will write a post about my coming out of the turbolift.

7. I suck at break-dancing, yet i still do it. Now, DANCE WITH ME!

I'm sending this badge to these versatile bloggers!

Thanks for reading and please do keep reading, 'cause when i'm back it's going to be worse than ever. Congrats to the new winners, share, keep writing and hope you enjoy it!

Thank you all! ;-)

Believer's path

2011-04-16T13:58:00.004+02:00

Some time ago, when i started to blog again i came across this Portuguese blog site i have no idea how i found it again. It was full of nice poetry and pretty deep words. Just what i needed back than. Now, I'm not one for poetry at all actually. 'The cat sat on the mat'. That is as far as my poetry skills go.

So, i asked the beautiful and talented Bela from The Toughsoul! blog, (Just press the translate button to read her stuff!) to write me up a little something. As far as i'm concerned she went above and beyond. Now. English isn't her first spoken language so bear with the lovely lady.

I can clearly recognize my life in her nice words. Yes, crazy but true and perhaps you my dear reader will recognize some of yourself in it too. Even though things are going good i still feel like crap. I guess it's in my nature. Perhaps you are having a rough time, perhaps you are feeling down. This one is for you all.

Without further ado...

Believer's path

Maybe there’s something out there that i cannot see, maybe I am going on the wrong way but life goes straight to where it is meant to be. I just have to wait for the other day and when i think everything is lost, when I think all my will is gone I raise my head at all cost and recall that I am not alone.

And even when I fall down I get more wisdom than hurts in my heart. I am sure tomorrow I’ll be wiser than I am now. Today I can always restart and restart means that i have another chance to fight. As a lion i bravely face any storm. At this time i can do everything right so that i can make my tomorrow happy and warm.

There you have it. I love it! Bela, thank you for taking the time to do this! Thank you so much, i really appreciate it. If there ever is anything i can do for you Bela, just let me know ;)

I approve Bela's message!

Especially for YOU!

2011-04-08T18:45:00.000+02:00

Haven't done the Timeless classic from the 80's post in a long, long time. I did it twice. It's the perfect time for it to make a grand return.

This one is especially for you. Yes, the people that stuck by me during tough times, The old and newer followers of my blog. Thank you so much and of course the people that are having a tough time right now.

Enjoy this Über cheese from the 80's. Ah, back when Kylie and Jason were an item. When Neighbors was the HYPE!

Okay! I'm out! I'm going to the city wearing a leather jacket, much too short blue jeans and carrying a suitcase....for no apparent reason.

Have a great weekend!!!

Johnny Madrid will return in, God, women and sit-coms. Part II !

The million dollar smile!

2011-04-04T19:48:00.007+02:00

Remember when i mentioned the guy, with the pretty boy grin. The one from my first "Glad I'm not you" post. Well, the plot thickens my friends...

Shortly after that post, i get a phone call. At that point I've only e-mailed a few people my new cell phone number. I'm eating my chicken dinner when suddenly the phone rings. I wipe the grease of my hands and pick up my phone "Yeah, what-" (I'm irritated because someone interrupted the sacred hour of the chicken dinner). Suddenly i hear this wild voice on the other side of the line. "Yeah, it's me Carlos!" I squint my eyes thinking i could hear better. "Who?!"

Yes, my dear reader, the Audio/visual guy with the pretty boy grin called me up! "I read your blog". I reply with a "Aha...really?" At this point I'm ready for verbal abuse. Let the death threats and F-bombs proceed.

AV-guy aka Carlos: I read your blog and i really liked it! I think it's special you can write up your feelings like that!

Me: -(still squinting).............................................................................?HUH?!

Now, if you read that particular piece about him in Glad i'm not you! Part 1, you can see i wasn't exactly nice to him. Turns out he was cool about it. I explained to him that i didn't mean to rip him a new one. I was just frustrated at the time, that i just wanted to vent but if i wronged him in anyway that I'd apologize. We than had a long talk and it turns out he was having a tough time too. I felt like an even bigger idiot after hearing that.

There is now, no more crap between us (there never was actually). We are going to help each other out with projects and hang out.

Today, I interviewed him (for a dutch web-site). I'm happy with the result, he's happy with it too. We took a picture for the blog and said our goodbyes and promised to stay connected for future projects.

Now on this picture, his smile is pretty weak actually. Usually, he's like THIS. I guess, he's a little camera shy because after the picture was taken he was all like THIS again. Also, notice my attempt to do the pretty boy grin. Yes, my friends. I failed miserably.

Yes, my friends. I failed miserably.

As, i walked back in to the city, i thought about the power of a million dollar smile. I could tell you about it but let me give you an example. Let me illustrate:

An indecent proposal:

Carlos:

Hello there...

I will pay you 1 million dollars to sleep with me.

Oh, well, man, with a pretty boy grin...

I think we can work something out. No payment needed. You can do me for free...

We've just got to make sure my husband doesn't find out.

After this he has sex with many beautiful women. Yes, Women, because she called her girl friends.

Johnny

'Sup...

Hey, would you sleep with me if I'd pay you, let's saaaaaaaaaay...10 million dollars!

Hmmm...let me ask my husband, Mr. 9 mm first.

Aha...i get the point. Well, i think i shall leave now.

After this Johnny, contemplates suicide and cries as he walks home...alone.

There was actually a point to all of this but i forgot. Oh, well. I'm happy that my network of film makers and AV/guys and girls is growing. Before you know it, I'm showing you pics, clips and making of's on this blog. New projects are brewing...i think it's actually going to happen this time...

Pick up you DV camera's and make your own stupid, Star Wars fan film! :)

Till the next episode of the tragedy of Johnny Madrid!

The sunny, quiet and relaxed post.

2011-04-03T03:19:00.004+02:00

This is the one where absolutely nothing happens and i have little to say. It's been a busy couple of weeks and i thought i deserved a little R&R. I met up with my mates Dominique and Pieter. Usually, we discuss all kinds of future (video) projects. This time we used the time to chat about the past and the present. Very relaxed. We enjoyed the sun and a couple of beers.


Very delicious on a warm day...

Many people i know, had a bad 2009 and an even worse 2010. Things are starting to turn around for a lot of them. I hope it will turn around for me too. I keep hoping and keep chasing that thing i want.


Dom, enjoying a cigar and Pieter, the gentle giant sipping on his beer...all is well.

Every once and a while it's a good idea to just stop thinking about your troubles. Take a step back, a deep breath and enjoy a little peace and quiet. It's been a good day. Time for me to get some shut eye.

Enjoy the rest of your weekend. Have a beer, a slice of pizza and lot's of laughs. I'll see you when i see you ;-)

D'Angelo - everybody loves the sunshine

The first gray hair!

2011-03-25T20:10:00.005+01:00

Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about growing “old”. Yes, I’m still relatively young and viral but in about 6 years things will start to break down. Or so they say.

One thing that has always fascinated me was the notion of your hair getting gray, It gives you some kind of dignity, I don't know. I do mean, the people that grow old nicely though. Not the ones that, start hanging all over the place. I'd like to grow old in a dignified way. Probably won't happen since I have babyface-itus.

So, there are different stages of graying hair that I like, if I do get the gray I’d love to have one of these. Let me Illustrate:

The Reed Richards/Mr. Fantastic.

Graying temples are awesome!

The Mr. Sheffield from the Nanny, gray.

One sexy, gray lock. I'd be pullin' in the women like a fisherman, high on PCP!

The Clooney.

Just enough amount of gray and black mixed to perfection.

This however wouldn't be the tragedy of Johnny Madrid if things didn't go south. Where do I find my first gray hair?

Naturally, where else could it start...

That's it I’m done, I’m gone. ;)

Have a great weekend!

What the hell?!

2011-03-22T17:55:00.004+01:00

What the hell was that?! Yesterday, i was about to reply on the comments of my latest post and all of a sudden, all of my comments are missing in action. I click on the link again and now my blog page is loading as if it's chillin', smoking that "herb" and listening to that "Mary Jane" song.

I go to the Intense Debate website and naturally the site doesn't work. So, this comment plug-in I was so glad about, was messing up all my stuff. I click reload and now, my whole page doesn't load anymore.

Now, i start panicking, because next to this blog i pretty much have no life, and you know this man! I decided, to wait another day. "Perhaps it'll be fixed in the morning". No such luck. The next morning Intense Debate is still acting like a bi-itch.

Luckily, i saved an earlier version of my blog template. Re-loaded that one but unfortunately lost all of my comments. Right around that same moment, Intense Debate is fixed. So, i re-load the new template and all of the comments are back.

I've searched high and low on the net, what the hell could be happening. Turns out, Intense Debate isn't all that. It's buggy as hell and a lot of people have trouble with it. I'm keeping ID for now but if this keeps happening, I'm ditching it. I am considering DISQUS, already. If that one acts up too, than it's back to the standard comment system.

Promoting fancy comment systems is cool and all but it's nicer if these things work flawlessly!

God, women and sit-coms. part I

2011-03-21T00:30:00.000+01:00

You, know sometimes i think I’m God's own personal sit-com. He sits around chilling on some cloud, turns on that flat screen and put's it on channel Earth. “Hey, hey! Jesus! Everybody hates Tim is about to start!” “Be right there pops!” J.C., jumps on that puffy cloud-couch next to his dad with a big bowl of popcorn. “So, what did you do this time pops?” God, takes a big hand of the popped corn, puts it in his mouth and smiles. Ear to ear. “Oh, you are going to love this one”.

Now before I get to the meat of my little tale, let's go back a few years. 1989. People went in droves to see the first big Batman film and the last Indiana Jones flick (or so we thought), Public Enemy was fighting the power, Prince was doing the Batdance and the Berlin Wall fell. What a great time to be a wee lad of 12 years old. Now, I'm hanging with some guys from my class in front of school talking about stuff, 12/13 year old boys talk about but soon the conversation took an uncomfortable turn. “Kissing”.

Yes, that good 'ol question. “Have you kissed a girl yet?” All, of these guys apparently kissed a lot of girls, whether is was true or not they had their stories ready. Than it was my turn. I had nothing, no material, not one story. Naturally, I said “Yeah, sure, I've kissed a few chicks”

The alpha-male/kid in the group nodded and smiled. “Yeah? What did you do” “You, know, I-i used my lips and Uhm”. Before I could wreck my non-existent reputation even further Alpha-kid cut me off. “Oh, oh..wait” He looked at the other boys. “Did you get a little tongue action?” “Tongue?” I said, mildly disgusted. “Yeah, you know French kissed her.” “Ehhhr, Yeah, man! I stuck it in there and it was really, really wet you know”.

As I lied my ass off, I started to make weird movements with my tongue, trying to show them how I did it. It goes without saying I did not convince them one bit. They went with the flow though. Suddenly, Rashma walked by. This little, Indian girl. She wore big glasses, was really skinny and kind of sad looking. Alpha-kid asks me “Would you kiss her?” But he asks me in a way so, Rashma could hear it. Naturally, I wanted to proof my self and said “No, way man! I'd never kiss her”. We all laugh.

Poor Rashma, kept walking and went home i guess. I felt bad after that and vowed that, whenever I get the chance again, I won't let anyone be as lonely as her, There won't be any groups in the class I’m in. We'll all be one big group of friends and equals. Never thought I’d get the chance but years later I did. I grabbed it with both hands. That however is another story.

I tried to talk to her but she was just a shy little girl, spoke to almost no one and got good grades. It stayed like that for the next years. We graduated high school and everyone went their own way. So, did little Rashma. This invisible girl who I thought, I’d never see again.

One day in 1997, we met again and boy, oh boy...

To be continued...

Diamond Dogs?!

2011-03-16T23:19:00.001+01:00

Can somebody tell me what kind of a world we live in, where even the dogs have a better time than me when going to the club! Apparently Lady Gaga's, mom started this little shindig. Dogs sipping muddy crystal, getting free treats and chill till sun comes up.

(This is from the Dutch news).

I'm getting high-school flashbacks. I think that even in this club with doggies dancing, I'd still be standing in some corner, with a drink in my hand, bopping my head to the beat with a miserable look on my face.

This town needs an enema!

Still though...those's doggies do look cute. I...Can't..Resist... Aaahhw wook at the wittle dawgies dance...

Social Isolation: Glad I’m not you! Part 2

2011-03-15T01:29:00.004+01:00

It is back to doom and gloom. But I have a story to tell and I’m going to finish it dammit. First of all, Last Friday I had to interview this young man about the drawbacks of unemployment, what it does to a person. It became very clear that he had a very tough time adapting to this new situation. I hope he’ll do fine and doesn’t turn away from the people who care.

I did just that. I was unable to cope with all of these negative things happening to me, all of these negative feelings. It basically felt as if my brain shorted out. I began to see everyone as an enemy. “My so called friends, they just want to destroy me with their positive crap”, “My family, can’t they just leave me alone!” Yes, this was definitely a downward spiral. Big time. I deactivated my e-mail account, stopped blogging, deleted MSN. I stopped paying the bills for my cell phone. Eventually it got disconnected. I didn’t care I didn’t want to talk to anyone. I was drowning myself in self-pity, occasionally going out, only to buy some food and that’s it.

Than that “other” pain started. Loneliness. Now, I desperately wanted to speak to someone but at this point my whole self-esteem, self-respect, inner strength, whatever it is that keeps a person going was non-existent. I felt as if I was a nuisance to everyone. It literally felt as if I’ve lost all my friends in a matter of days.

“Who would want to speak to me, I only bitch and moan”. Than all of these things from the past started to haunt my mind. Teachers telling me “You’ll never be something”. The glue and oregano girl with her condescending looks, because I wasn’t up to her so-called standards, my latest EX saying “Your life isn’t going forward, your holding me back” and “I don’t see my future with you in it”. I was going nuts, “Perhaps, they are all right, perhaps I’m nothing, a loser, yes they are right…let’s end it. It’ll be best for everyone, to just end it all”.

Then my home phone rang. Right at that moment, when I was about to do something incredibly stupid my nephew Jay, calls “long time since I've seen you. What the hell is up with your cell phone?” “I-i didn’t pay the bill…” “Yo, what are you doing today?” “Nothing, man.” “Let’s hang out”. I don’t think he realises he saved my life with that one phone call. Slowly but surely we started to hang out more and more. Even though he’s 10 years younger than I am, he has this wisdom about him and I could tell my story to him. Finally someone listened to me again.

I still wasn’t out of the woods yet. I had to do something with my life, something positive, but what? I was pacing around the house, getting that bad feeling again when I suddenly heard a clank at the front door. The mail. Naturally they were all notices for unpaid bills and a little piece of paper. “Driving school Hers”. It said. “Yes, that’s it. I’m going to get my driver’s license! I’m broke as hell but by God I’m going to get it!”

I did contact my old friends eventually and the driving lessons were an adventure on its own but that, that story is for another time.

Time for me to get some sleep. I’m tired, the antibiotics the doctor gave me are awesome, I feel sleepy all the time…very relaxed hehehe ;)

Put on some Bobby McFerrin and dance a happy dance! Till the next episode of the Tragedy of Johnny Madrid!

The International Day of Awesomeness

2011-03-10T22:26:00.006+01:00

Yes, it is today! My good friend Dominique, told me about it and what it is. I could not resist to let it out to the rest of the world! After all the doom and gloom on this blog i thought it was time for a good laugh. I'm going to share with you my awesomeness! A top 5 of WHY i'm so awesome!

5.)

I can grow a mean AFRO! Haven't done it since i was six but if i wanted to i could. My hair can touch the sky, My hair can make this guy jealous, The only way is up! Don't believe me? Check out my 1983 afro do.

4.)

I was in boy band! Yeah, our group was like the backstreet boys, Take That and New Edition all rolled in to one! Back at school we were the hype! The ladies from the 5th floor (Fashion and trends) even picked their favorites from our group. All that was missing were posters of us above their beds. Call me Ill-Isaac. *Sexy wink*

3.)

I got my behind kicked in a really cool way. My buddies Wilco, Sid and miss Amy actually made a feature length action film called "Goulash". The usual suspects and me made a cameo appearance as a couple of blackmailing thugs. Naturally we get our backsides handed to us in an awesome fashion. The acting is "wonderful". Enjoy this short scene from the movie.

2.)

I had an even cooler death scene in this short movie! This time we played henchmen. First watch the whole movie (it's only 9 minutes), the acting is "excellent". Go to the 2:40 mark for some neck twisting awesomeness!

1.)

The number one reason why i feel awesome is YOU. You, people that helped me during my darkest hours. The one's that stayed around while everything around me crumbled away. The one's that i see in daily life, the old and new friends of the blogosphere. You all know who you are. I thank you for that. YOU are all awesome too!!!

So, pop in your Octagon DVD and experience some pure awesomeness. Happy birthday Mr. Norris, you are awesome too!

Today no tragedies, that will continue another day. Today we celebrate how awesome we all are!

The day after the Break-up

2011-03-07T23:24:00.012+01:00

Dear diary...

Hehehe. This blog is turning more in to a personal diary than anything else. But what the hey, it helps me cope with all sorts of things, bury old pains and recall ridiculous things from the past. See that’s perhaps the only good thing that comes from being stuck in bed with the flu…it gives you time to think about things. Now, before I continue with Glad I’m not you! part 2, I want to share another ridiculous story with you. It, again involves the glue and oregano girl aka The ex. It’s a stupid little story but I want to share it with you anyway.

This happened right after she and I went on holiday to Germany. Needless to say the trip was disastrous. To make a long story short, she dumped my behind while on vacation. After a grueling trip back home we said our teary goodbyes and that was that. I didn't get much sleep that night. The next morning is when all the fun began.

I woke up, got out of bed felt like crap and turned on the radio. The house was too still. To my dismay, All by myself played on the radio. Angrily I turned the dial to another station and things got worse! On my own was playing. “Why must thou maketh such a mockery out of me, Oh, vile and unnatural mockery!!!” I spat out as I raised my fist to the heavens….Okay, I actually didn’t say or do that. Irritated I just turned off the radio. I turned on the television. On every channel, happy people. Bah HUMBUG! I zapped to MTV and there…yep, you guessed it, The Streets with Dry your eyes. During that video I couldn’t take it anymore. Niagra falls. I think I cried every day for a week. I thought stuff like that only happened in films.

It’s sad. For all the crap I took. I did really love her. It soon turned in to a one way street though. I did the best I could to make it work but alas some things are just not meant to be. As if fate, or destiny or whatever gave me one final test, I actually saw her last Friday. On my way to a meeting I walked straight toward her. We looked at each other for a few seconds while we walked past each other. No, hello’s, no nod’s or smiles. Nothing.

You know how you are startled, when you see an ex, or an old crush? Your heart might skip a beat. I felt absolutely nothing. I didn’t look back and no matter how sick I felt at that moment, I actually felt good and smiled. I’m over it. I’m over her. I can now bury that old pain and close that book. The road to healing is a long and painful one but at least I’m healing.

So, pop in your (500) days of summer DVD or go see Blue valentine in the cinema and I’ll see you again when the Tragedy of Johnny Madrid continues!!

SICK...

2011-03-02T09:44:00.002+01:00

Bweeeuuucch...I've been feeling like crap these past few days. Pain in my head, all kinds of crap coming out of my throat. I've got so many things to do for work and i've got a lot of appointments next to that...

for the first time in YEARS i have a full agenda and...i think, I can't show up to any of them. I just feel too sick. How the hell am i going to tell those people that, since i have no voice left.

Oh, well that's life. I'll be back when i feel a bit better!

Take a few painkillers and have some cough syrup if you've got that and wait for the tragedy of Johnny Madrid to continue soon...(cough, cough).

Happy Anniversary!!!

2011-02-24T13:32:00.001+01:00

OK, i'm a little late but apparently, a few days ago was the 25th anniversary of The Legend of Zelda! Yes, my friends we are going THERE :) This is some real geek territory.

I remember playing the first Legend of zelda on the NES. That was the start of my serious video game addiction. I'm not going to waste any more words on this. I'm gratefull for the many, many fun hours these games have given me.

Legend of Zelda! WE SALUTE YOU!!!

That's it. I've gotta buy some new clothes and shoes. I'm done, i'm gone. ;)

The Glue and Oregano incident!

2011-02-22T02:10:00.001+01:00

A few days ago i was lying in bed, relaxing, listening to the H.P. Podcraft when suddenly, without warning or any reason, an old memory flashed its way back in to my mind. I sat up in bed and said "What the hell?"

You probably have no idea what I'm talking about. Well let me tell you the tale of the Glue and Oregano incident. Prepare yourself, this tale is so preposterous, i have trouble believing it actually happened. Without further ado...

June, 2003. It´s my birthday and i´m celebrating it at my then girlfriend (these days she's known as the EX). We are a fresh couple, "newly wed" if you will. She gazes with her blue eyes in to mine and smiles "I have something for you, now it's just a little something. So..." She doesn't finish her sentence and the air electrifies as she walks off. I'm full of expectation. What could it be?

I start fantasizing, Maybe she'll come back wearing sexy lingerie or better yet, nothing! No, no scratch that, we aren't on that level yet. Maybe she'll come back with a couple of tickets to Spain or France! Then again why would she do that? We don't know each other that long. I tell myself to aim lower. I hear a lot of stumbling coming from her room. Wow, she really must have a big box for me or something. Then I hear a lot of noise coming from the kitchen.

Perhaps, she bought me a couple of DVD's. Yeah, that's it, she knows i love movies. Or perhaps a few graphic novels, or at the very least one. The Dark Knight Strikes again, Superman: Red son maybe, Oh, i know, Something Star Wars. She knows I'm George Lucas' whore.

Suddenly i feel ashamed. What's with me? Why am i so materialistic? It's the thought that counts. I'm glad she took the time to get me a little sumfin'. She loves me, that's what counts.

Then she enters the room. Her hands behind her back. Her face is flushed as she slowly walks towards me. She sits down next to me and puts her arm around me. "I didn't have time to gift wrap it, it's a little thing but..." She pauses and then hands me my gift. "Tadaaa" She says.

At first I don't know what to think of it. I examine the box, shake it and even smell it. The little plastic packet included speaks for it self. It says Oregano. The box seems to be A Bison Kit glue set. "Glue and Oregano!" I say with a forced smile. Very proudly she says "Yeah, i know you love pasta, so i figured you could use some oregano for your sauce" At this point confusion reigns. "Yes, yes, i love Pasta! I also...uhm, Love to glue stuff!". She hugs me. "Happy birthday sweety". "W-wow, Glue and spice" i say aloud and that was the start of a miserable day and an even more miserable relationship.

That day should have been the sign for me to walk away, instead i stuck around for 3 years only to get dumped on holiday in Germany.

So, my dear dear readers what have we learned from this fiasco? I haven't the foggiest but it makes a great tale. This could be a Twilight Zone episode my friends. The Outer Limits couldn't handle this. After this post i expect a call from Steven Spielberg for an Amazing stories reboot.

Yes, repressed memories are a bitch. But now, that I've shared this perhaps it will wither and die. At the very least i can laugh about it now.

That's it for me for today. Time for me to hit the bed and get some shuteye!

Drink some warm milk with honey if you have it and don't let the bedbugs bite!

Till the next episode of the tragedy of Johnny Madrid!

auf wiedersehen !

Legends are forever...

2011-02-20T15:25:00.001+01:00

I'm going to keep this one short and sweet! So, my home-girl Tamara Nartichti, just notified me about something i didn't even know existed until a few minutes ago. Black Mamba. Yeah, apparently it's some Kobe Bryant alter ego thing. I don't know the ins and outs about that. Don't care too much about actually.

But when Robert Rodriquez enters the ring that's when my spider-sense starts to tingle! I Love R.R. The man and i are on the same page. If i ever manage to get a short film off the ground it's going to be in the spirit of his films. Ridiculous action just for the sake of action, bad ass dialog, pretty ladies and last but not least...an enjoyable plot. Yes, my friends! Story is everything.

Without further ado, The six minute flick. It blew me away.

Legends are forever...

Glad i'm not you! Part 1

2011-02-19T21:56:00.001+01:00

This is how I disappeared…

So, I’ve quit my job. It made me unhappy. Thought I had it made. Finally, some time to work on my 3D and some live action projects. At first I was doing pretty good. I was cranking out 3D renders like there was no tomorrow. Here and there I kept bumping in to old classmates in various states of happiness and successfulness. They kept asking me that dreaded question and a nasty dark feeling started to creep up on me.

June 2010. Yet again, another short movie project fails. I kept being confronted with the success of my mates and old classmates while my own life is on a stand still. It starts messing with my mind. I’m blocked, I can’t even 3D model anymore. Due to some renovation to the house, my Internet gets cut off. It’s disconnected. At the same time my state of mind starts to disconnect too. My summer sucked by the way.

Miss Bellis Star (The one on the left), calls me up one sunny, monday morning. A colleague of hers, who’s in the audio/visual business needed a camera. Since I have one of those High definition thingies , I was the guy to go to. He was even willing to rent the camera! Well since I was broke I thought what the hell. A little extra cash never hurt anyone.

I get there at her workplace, waiting for the guy, greeted with very unopened arms by her co-workers by the way and then it happens. He walks in. This “audio/visual specialist” is an old classmate of mine! We shake hands, he flashes his pretty boy grin and I’m beginning to feel sick. Now, don’t get me wrong I have nothing against the guy but if he’s the “audio/visual specialist” why did he keep asking me how to light, frame and shoot certain shots, what camera best to use etc.

While I’m helping him and explaining, I get the distinct feeling I’m God’s own personal sit-com. He basically has the job I want but he actually didn’t know too much about A/V stuff. That was a slap in the face. Then he asks me the dreaded question. Every one that is jobless knows what I'm talking about. "What do you do now?" Of course i tell him the truth...I felt like a bum.

I leave that place feeling even more like crap than when I arrived. I ended up NOT getting paid cause the guy decided to rent another camera. I advised him to do so.

So, I get home. I sit in silence and before you could say “Jim Morrison” I was having a nervous breakdown. Thus began my decline in to a Gollum-like state.

That, my readers, is a tale for another time though. I have to leave now. I have to steel my nerves for tomorrow. Yes, I’m having salsa dance lessons. At this point I’m feeling like Richard Gere. Wish me luck!

Put on some Africa Bambaataa and have some fun! Till the next chapter of the tragedy of Johnny Madrid!

I see the future....

2011-02-17T01:57:00.001+01:00

I see me wasting more time, i see me wasting more money on yet another video game. I was kind of kicking the habit of X-box, i mean it ruined my life (The outcome of this predicament is yet to come, so WAIT for it!) remember?

Then i see this thing popping up on the net. Everyone already knows i'm a big fan of everything undead. But finally getting the chance of being the "star" in what i guess is to become a sort of interactive zombie flick. Well, count me in! I'm already hooked. This teaser trailer is a thing of beauty.

Dead Island will rob me of much needed sleep. While we're on the subject of sleep...That's it i'm DONE for today. It's time for me to go to wonderland, Oz, whatever...I'm out!

Goodnight, and good luck!

Level Zero

2011-02-14T16:08:00.002+01:00

Depression is one hell a thing. Yes, here I am again, back at the same point I was at last year. Still licking the wounds of the disillusion that was 2010. The difference this time is that i'm not going to make any future plans, no promises. I'm tired of saying things, talking about all the “stuff” i'm going to do. No, no. Enough of that. I'm going to do the stuff I set out to do instead of talking about it. Hell, it may not work out, I may fail but at least I’m taking action. I'm DOING...and it feels good.

Where was I all this time? Oh, we'll get in to that. I'm going to tell you every last ugly detail. Perhaps that's good for me to tell you all. As a form of therapy (No, I was NOT in jail and I was NOT in an asylum), I don't know. But I know, I’m ready to open up, to get out and join the world again.

Yeah, I may be cynical still, I still have a big mouth and foul language but I also have something I haven't felt in a long, LONG time....hope. I'll be going now. Glad to be back.

Keep working out, and eat those carrots if you've got them...

Expect a new chapter in the tragedy of Johnny Madrid very, very soon.

PEACE!!!

p.s.: Thank you Vania, for your kind words. They kept me going.

WASSUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!

2010-06-30T12:31:00.002+02:00

Ah, my dear readers!

No, I haven't left you. The reason for being away this long is quite simple...I have no internet any more. Things are going nuts right now. I have a thousand things to do (I'll get to that in future posts). So all I ask you is bear with me. I'm doing what I set out to do. Getting things, my life back in order. Slowly but surely it's getting there!

To everyone of you, enjoy your summer and I'll see you/start writing again as soon I'm up and running!

28 minutes later...

2010-05-23T22:31:00.002+02:00

What the hell is it with these sheep? Why can't a man enjoy his day and nature in peace, in quiet? Instead I get attacked by a mob of vicious sheep. The first one bumped its head into the back of my tire. Here I was trying to take a sip of my drink. Then another came and another and before I knew I was getting the hell out of dodge. These mothers were actually following me, chasing me! It was as if these sheep were infected with the rage virus!

This was some real life Black Sheep. This isn't the first time it happened though. Only this time they were ultra-violent. I'm really beginning to dislike these animals. Time for me to start looking up some recipes! Cooking with sheep!

Lifeless goes LIVE!

2010-05-17T21:31:00.000+02:00

I love zombies. I mean, I LOVE THEM! To think that at first I didn't like it. I thought they were mindless shock movies without plot and useless gore. Then one late night I was bored, mindlessly zapping, changing channels. I was about to call it a night when I landed myself on BBC 1 or 2.

There were these grey people in bad 70's outfits walking around. "Zombies" I said and decided to stick around. Right there and there my love for everything undead started. The film in question was Dawn of the dead (the original). That film blew me away. Even better, after that, they showed Day of the dead and that cemented the whole thing. Apparently, I missed Night of the living dead. It was a late night zombie film triple bill. I loved every minute of it.

Now, an excellent new series found its way on the net! Lifeless. Follow the adventures of a few survivors during a massive outbreak. Yes, my friends...The Dead Walk...ONLINE now.

Audio Adventures!

2010-05-17T01:06:00.003+02:00

This one is for people who are in to Audio books and Audio drama's...

Back in 2000 I went to Disney World in Florida. I had a wonderful time. It really was a place of wonders and magic. It even worked its magic on my wallet. My money disappeared faster before I could say: "isn't that piece of Micky Mouse pizza a little overpriced?". Being the geek I am I immediately went looking for Star Tours. It totally rocked me left and right and I loved it. I still love it! Can't wait for the sequel! But I digress...Afterwards I ended up in a Star Wars store. Looked around saw these cool Darth Vader Masks, T-shirts, action figures and..."Audio books"? What the hell was that?! I bought Rogue Planet on cassette tape. I had a few days left in America but also at the same time I couldn't wait to return to go home and listen to this book. And thus started my love for Audio drama's and adventures.

All right, Fast-forward. 2010. I own a lot of Audio books now. Star Wars and non-Star Wars. I thought I've heard it all and knew all about it. Then I discovered something on I-tunes:

The Leviathan Chronicles. Awesome story and even greater voice acting. I could write an entire page about this but I won't. You should hear this for yourself. Written by Christof Laputka. Take a listen to it. It'll blow you away.

There is also Darker Projects. They have a lot of audio drama's ranging from sci-fi, horror to superhero adaptations. A team of talented individuals such as Eric Busby, Chris Snyder, Laura Post, Mark Bruzee and others write, direct and perform these gems. Check it out!

Last but not least an Incredible Star Wars Audio drama by Creative Audioscape. A must hear for any Star Wars fans out there. Star Wars: In the Shadows is incredible.

Best thing of all! It's FREE! No charge, no pay, nothing. If anyone know of other great audio drama's on the net...Let me know.

For the people out there that never listened to something like this. Just give it a try. Perhaps you'll get hooked like me. You'll want to listen to the next chapter and the next and the next etc. It's very addictive in a good way.

I do still read real books by the way, you know with paper and stuff. What is this I keep hearing about these 2 geeky girls? I'll look in to that and get back to you about that.

Johnny Madrid signing off...I've got some audio drama's to download.

May 5th

2010-05-12T22:02:00.003+02:00

Wow, last week ended up being a busy one. I had a full agenda. I couldn't get much work done.That hasn't happened since 19...let me think here '95 or '96, you know what? Never mind that now. I had some meet ups with old friends and met some new ones. The most notable day though was may 5th. The allied forces liberated the Netherlands from the nazi occupation on that day. Naturally that called for a celebration! Let me illustrate with a couple of photo's!

So, Miss Bellis Star invited me to go to Wageningen. There was the Freedom Celebration. You know how it is. A litte song, a little dance, Lots of music and a little beer.

All in all it was a good week. I had lots of fun, met new people, made some plans and saw Iron Man 2.

Yeah....Freedom is good baby.

Happy mother's day!!!

2010-05-09T10:31:00.001+02:00

Yet, another celebration! Last week has been a busy one. It was a week of meeting up with people and doing all kinds of stuff (quite literally a whole week of partying. I'll get on that in another post). I could fill up a whole page of what my mother means to me. I could even do the obvious and go funny and post that Mr. T clip. I'm not going to do that. I'm going to keep this one real. This one is for you mother.

Happy Star Wars Day!!!

2010-05-04T20:58:00.002+02:00

Everyone knows I'm a big Star Wars fan. Hell, yesterday I even finished the book The life and legend of Obi-Wan Kenobi. The ending made me all emotional in ways the prequel trilogy could not. Well apparently it's Star Wars day. I have no idea where it comes from or what's so special about may the 4th. Still though, any day that celebrates everything Star Wars is a good day! So to every fanboy, fangirl, nerd, geek, (My kind of people and I love you all!), to everyone! I wish you HAPPY STAR WARS DAY!!!

Glamourpuss?!

2010-05-02T23:46:00.001+02:00

Can somebody tell me what kind of a world we live in, where a cat dressed up with a wig gets all of my press? This town needs an enema!

I still want one of those Kitty Wigs! the Book! for my birthday though.

A night on the Town

2010-04-26T00:23:00.003+02:00

Ah, yes it was good to be out of the house again. I met up with my young, hipster friends to wish a mutual acquaintance of ours a save journey to South Africa. As you can see, life in the big city was too much for him.

We consumed a lot of alcohol that night. His facial expression have nothing to do with that I might add. It's the inner-city stress just getting to him. We've since then learned to live with it. Hope he regains all of his faculties when in South Africa. Mr. P! We wish you a save journey and hope you find your lost marbles.

The night certainly started of right. Beers and more beers. Nothing out of the ordinary for me actually. Only as the night progressed...

We drank till we were broke and then decided to go to Mr. P's pad. He was in possession of...well guessed my friends! FREE BEER! As you can see it didn't get any better from there on. To our big surprise the prodigal daughter made an appearance as well. Miss Morena, decided to show up at the END of our little shindig. The glasses were there to hide the gaze of alcohol. Miss Bellis Star, was pretty messed up by the way.

All in all it was a good night and certainly up for repeating! In closing, the night can be summed up with one picture...

Yes my friends...alcohol is bad for you...

Till the next instalment that is the tragedy of Johnny Madrid. Oh, and drink 'em if you got 'em! Cheers!

Lin Yu Chun And William Shatner!!!

2010-04-22T23:03:00.005+02:00

Wow...this is a thing of beauty. One side of the corner we have new singing sensation Lin Yu Chun and in the other corner "The Shat". Never in the history of the world has there been such a team-up. I'm seriously at a loss for words here. Now, William Shatner has never been a true song bird but he does have a cool few tracks...yeah I'm not even joking! His album Has Been is awesome! Don't believe me? Check out his version of Common People. NICE! Now without further ado, check out this dynamic duo as they bless the world with Total Eclipse of the heart. I'm sorry my friends...I'm getting tears in my eyes here....so beautiful...Shatner's voice is.

Stylish...

2010-04-19T00:22:00.003+02:00

You know nowadays everyone is called a style icon. And maybe they are but they all miss something in my book...wait for it...Yes, it's class! They lack class. Where are the Audrey Hepburns, Brigitte Bardot's and Jane Fonda's of today!?! Then by sheer accident (Like everything I find on the net) I see this nice video of April March. She has that right quality of cuteness, real style, sexiness and yes, my friends CLASS! It helps too the video emulates a time long gone...When the style icons still really existed.

Nice. She's actually not French but American. Oh, well...I still think I might have to trade up my current imaginary girlfriend for this April March...Jeune belle chose. Yeah, I know. My French sucks.

The curse of the game console! Part 1

2010-04-14T11:11:00.001+02:00

Ah, I do remember a time of sunshine and happiness. This was all before I bought that Xbox 360. Before Fragging became more important then food, when talking to a person didn't involve a headset and when the women in my life weren't made out of polygons or pixels. Yes, my friends this is how is was before all that! See that smile on my face...from here to here baby! See that toned body...Yes, i was in shape back then...wait till you see the After picture...I think you all know where this is going.

To be continued...

Parallel Lines...whoah...

2010-04-14T09:24:00.006+02:00

Just a little update. This is pretty cool actually. Philips has ordered 5 films to promote their new 21:9 television line. These shorts have one thing in common. They all have the same dialogue. As a student of film making this is very interesting to me. One film that has piqued my interest is The Gift. A beautiful short made by Erik Rinsch. Great cinematography and amazing CGI. I also want to mention Hi-Sim's Jun and the hidden skies. A most excellent (Jeez, i'm starting to sound like Bill & Ted) 3D animated short. Be sure to check out the rest RIGHT HERE.

2 sides of the same coin.

2010-04-08T11:45:00.001+02:00

You know...i'm a bit inconsistent. Well my at least this blog is. Originally it was intended for this blog to be a showcase for some of my work. It ended up being a somewhat of a rant, occasional scribble, art and weird clips blog. I do want to continue my original idea of having a blog that was purely for my 3d work. Yep, you've guessed it, I have a new blog. I've already posted some new art there. I've featured one of them in this post too. You can view the bigger version on THE NEW BLOG. That blog bears the old logo of this blog but that's just temporary. So head on over there, check out my work and let me know what you think of it. As for this blog...It'll remain a rant, occasional scribble, art and weird clips blog. If this blog is Johnny M. The other blog is very much Tim E. 2 sides of the same coin. Both very different but all a part of me.

The greatest American Hero...WEB SERIES!

2010-04-06T23:58:00.003+02:00

While working on another 3d project today, the theme song of The greatest American hero slipped in to my mind. So I was humming the theme all day long. Couldn't get it out of my head. Than when taking a break I decided to look up the intro of the TV show.

Lovely isn't it? For our younger viewers out there. This was a TV show in the early 80's. It's about this school teacher that gets chosen by aliens to wear a suit that gives him all kinds of powers (Think Superman). The thing is...he loses the manual. So he really doesn't know how to use the suit and all kinds of hilarity ensues. Awesome TV show. Always wish they would bring it back somehow.

The "Gods" must have heard me 'cause shortly after I found this incredible fan made web-series! I don't even remember how I found it. Made by Who! Productions. Now these guys knocked this one out of the ball park. They are clearly big fans of the show because it has that same charm of the original. Played out in 6 episodes and ends with a cliff hanger. I must salute the makers and the actors for doings something like this. Much respect and I hope they'll do more of these mini web-isodes. Now click the link below William Katt and fly to the first episode!

WOOSH!!!

When the world goes BOOM! Part 2

2010-04-03T14:06:00.001+02:00

Speaking of the apocalypse. Fellow blogger Antonin is in league with Zalgo. I have no idea who or what that is but my guess is that the Zalgo is buddies with the mighty Cthulhu. It tries to brainwash you. Putting your mind at ease. Letting you think everything is all right. I'm not falling for it and neither should you. I know the truth...hell I've even shown you a bit of the truth! If you've already forgotten I suggest you take another look at my previous post. I've found more proof of our inevitable doom. Watch this "amusing" clip and then you'll understand....the horror...

When the world goes BOOM!

2010-04-03T13:38:00.002+02:00

People...do what you have to do and do it fast! Want to go on that cruise? Do it. Want to buy that new car that you really don't need? Don't worry about. Just do it. Because I have the feeling that we aren't go to be here for much longer. Very soon everyone is going to have a very bad day when the world goes BOOM. Yes, my friends! I have seen the first signs of the apocalypse...this is one of them.

I now patiently await "American Psycho - The schoolplay".

Mental Ray is making me mental!

2010-03-30T23:57:00.003+02:00

The last time i even touched 3D studio Max was somewhere in 2008. Back then i had a conversation with a nice man that works at Virtek 3D. That couldn't have happened at a worse time. You all know what happened so I am not going in to that again.

I was ready to throw in the towel. Give it all up. But then what am I going to do with myself? 3D is what I know best. It's what I love to do the most. I bought some “light” reading on Mental Ray, Maya and animation. I thought I start of small. Nothing too fancy on the modelling part. I just really wanted to get a deeper understanding of Mental Ray. I am starting to get it. So I'm going to keep following this course. Make some more of these. I might even go back and fix that project I did back in 2008. Just check the 2008 posts. The “Daylight system” post is what I'm talking about

I based this image on Batman Beyond background art made by Paul Rivoche. I liked its simplicity and that's exactly what I was going for. My own image is somewhat larger. I made it all by eye, so the proportions are all wrong. But that wasn't what I was going for. I wanted to make a good rendering with Mental Ray. I think I succeeded with that. It's not 100 percent what I was going for but it's good enough for now. From here on out...the only way is up!

Mansion Foyer (a Mental Ray study)

Original image i based it on.

Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World

2010-03-25T22:17:00.008+01:00

Yes! Yes! Yes! I seriously can not wait for this film. I'm a huge fan of the graphic novels, i have all 5 volumes and seeing these characters live and breath (excellent and spot on casting by the way) in the trailer...has me blown away. I'm still wiping the drool of my desk. Now from what I've read, the film will tie all loose ends and has a somewhat different ending then the comic. In fact the COMIC hasn't even ended yet! Volume 6. has yet to come out! So, i'm quite curious how the book will differ from the FILM. One thing is for sure though...both will kick all kinds of ass. Much love for Edgar Wright and Co. Bring it on, I'm there. See you at the cinema!

WEIRD

2010-03-24T11:53:00.007+01:00

I'd actually pay too see this movie...if it was real. It looks epic.

Now where is my Gary Coleman biopic?!

Diff'rent: The Gary Coleman story.

I want it NOW!

"Weird: The Al Yankovic Story" from Aaron Paul

Tron Legacy

2010-03-10T12:18:00.017+01:00

This is getting ridiculous. Another post that has to do with Jeff Bridges! No, this isn't about the dude. This is all about Flynn. Our favourite video warrior, now gone missing. There was a teaser for this movie back when it was still called "Tron 2.0" but this one is The Tron Legacy trailer 2. I must say, I really like the look of this film. Can't wait to see it all in context. Bring it on!

The dude wins an Oscar!

2010-03-08T10:30:00.005+01:00

Yes! Awesome! Jeff Bridges wins an Oscar. Congratulations Mr. B. I've seen Crazy Heart. It's a wonderful little film. A good film made great by Jeff Bridges. His presence and performance elevates the film to greater heights. I highly recommend that one. That's it, I'm done, I'm gone!

The Big Lebowski

2010-03-05T21:40:00.008+01:00

You know, now enjoying a sort of new found freedom...i had to think back on how this all began. Not too long ago a friend of mine (yes, you Eggplant) asked me “doesn't the dude live in you?” I won't go in to the specifics of what the conversation was about but it concerned The Big Lebowski, for you information.

That question got me thinking. When did I stop enjoying my self? I'm not sure actually. I was trying to be something that I was not. That I am sure of. People forcing me to be what THEY want me to be...not anymore. Now, i'm getting in tune with my inner-dude again. I can say “Fuck it” without getting all panicked about all kinds of stuff.

I thought some kind of tribute was in order here. For the man that doesn't take any shit. Puts on his shades when other people talk too much smack. Drinking white Russians for breakfast and bowling isn't just fun for him...it's a way of life. If you don't know the dude yet, shame on you and do yourself a favor...go watch the Big Lebowski NOW. For the people that do know him. Enjoy this little clip I cooked up to celebrate the man, the myth, the legend, The Dude. I hope you too can find that inner dude. After all, doesn't the dude live in you too?

Hmmm...Nah!

2010-03-03T03:27:00.009+01:00

That's pretty much what I said getting up one morning and then I turned in my letter of resignation. Yep, quit mah job! You know there comes a time in a young man's life when he's at a crossroad. Now, what are you going to do? Are you going to go on...living a pointless life with a pointless job, wasting precious time? Or is there another way? An unknown path. I know everyone wants you to live the “life”. Have a big house with a garden, a cat named Dinah, the lovely wife and children and the big car. Getting up every fucking morning going to a job you hate to support that “perfect” life and then finally when you can enjoy your pension...guess what? You have a heart attack. All this time wasted. Am I going out like that? FUCK NO!

But what else is there? That's the question I've been asking myself for years now. There has to be something else out there right? I need to know. I also need to do what my heart tells me. No more wasting time. I have to pursue my film making and 3d modeling. Everything else is a waste of time. First though I have to get my head on straight. We'll get back on that later though...

First off I'd like to say goodbye to a few people who I care much about. Marijke, Mariana and Amy. These three hip ladies had my back from day one. There mere presence is the only reason I lasted that long at my old place of work. Marijke, always surprising me with her genuine positive outlook on life. She could make the most cynical person believe in the goodness of man. I firmly believe in her. Mariana, she's like the awesome aunt I never had. Always worrying about me when things weren't going so good. Also like me...facing that crossroad. Do what your heart tells you and everything will be fine.

Last but not least my homegirl Amy. You gave back to me what I hadn't experienced in a long time...”laughter”. Real laughter. Your stories defy gravity! I love the fact that you were there during those beach riots. During all the panic and shooting all you wanted...was a cold beer. Now that is some real Hudson Hawk shit right there for you. The stuff of legend.

A special mention goes to Mariluz. Despite your work, you keep your head high, you have such elegance and I respect that so much. Oh, and Joke, Aad and Dalila's sister and that dark haired lady (I keep forgetting her name) You are awesome too! I will miss you all. I'm glad to have met you and I wish you all the best of luck...

This is the reason why I wanted these pictures ;) *wink * To remind me there are still good people out there.

Ken Ishii - EXTRA

2010-02-20T11:22:00.006+01:00

As i've been wasting my life away behind a computer screen, i found one of those forgotten gems again. a videoclip for Ken-Ishii's Extra. Beautifully animated by Studio C4 and directed by Kôji Morimoto. I remember being absolutely mesmerized by this video back in '95 or '96. It tells the tale of...hell, i don't know what's it about really. Just enjoy the music and visuals.

EPIC BEARD MAN!!!

2010-02-19T18:39:00.007+01:00

It's Friday, i've been in bed all week. Flu has hit me hard. I feel somewhat better and thought it to be time to update the blog. Since it's been a pretty uneventful week (Like every week is) i thought I'd blog about this Youtube clip i saw...now, as i think back, i have no clue anymore of how i actually found this clip. I'm absolutely stunned by its beauty, by its poetic justice. Let me elaborate.

It's about this guy that thinks he's thug life or something and starts talking smack to an older, 67 year old, bearded individual. Now, literally being the bigger man, our bearded friend isn't in any mood for drama and goes to the front of the bus. Then...you know what. Just watch the clip below. It'll blow you away! This is like some M. Night Shymalan type of shit. The twist and the end is so unexpected!

BLA-BLOW!!! Got knocked the fuck out! Now, Apparently thug life missed all the SIGNS (See more M. Night stuff). First of all, this guy is big, he's 67 and he's got USMC tattoos. Can anyone say "Vietnam Veteran"? Best of all, the back of his T-shirt says "I'm a motherfucker". You do NOT mess with any kind of marine. Especially one that has fought in Vietnam AND wears a shirt that says "I'm a motherfucker"!

I also have to comment on those 2 cows that were actually filming this. You are embarrassing. First you instigate the fight, steal the belongings of the bearded one and after Thug life got his beating all of a sudden you want to talk about "pressing charges". You STARTED this whole thing! Anyways, this video has me actually feeling a lot better now! Like my body is beating down the Flu.
Epic bearded one! WE SALUTE YOU!!!

Am i addicted???

2010-02-10T22:20:00.000+01:00

It...it happened at the beginning of this month. I don't even know how i discovered it. I tried it a couple of times and every time i did it i said “all right this is the last time”. I keep doing it though...i can't stop!

Yahoo answers. My gosh. I just have to answer ALL questions! I even lose sleep over it! When i'm at work my co-workers joke about me looking exhausted! They say things like: “Whoa there partner! Rough night with the ladies” and i play along so they won't know the truth about me.

I-i think i have a problem. But...but acknowledging is the first step right? RIGHT? A quick question to my readers...

”Do you think i am addicted?” The one with the best answer gets the 10 points! =)

Oh, no...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Limahl ROCKS!

2010-01-30T20:58:00.006+01:00

Ah, yes! It's time for another timeless classic from the 80's! In this installment we pay tribute to the spiked one aka Limahl. Now is there anyone cooler than him?....there probably is but right now i'm puttin' em on a pedestal. I give you Kajagoogoo! Check out the total awesomeness of this track, that bass line, that hot swedish waitress chick and of course those hair styles!

Oh, ok you thought this was it? Nooooo, no, no, no...i have more awesomeness in store for ya. Yes your getting a two-fer today. More of the Spiked one. This time...A Neverending story. WOW, was that too dramatic? I can never tell...

DOOWUTCHYALIKE!!!

2010-01-28T01:18:00.004+01:00

It's late, i have a stiff neck ( i pulled a muscle but we'll get to that later) and i'm drinking a Borgoe and Pepsi. You know what? I'm enjoying the fuh-huck out of myself.

I was at a celebration yesterday. Oh, yes my nephew Jules just got a year older. I realised something. Not only was the year 2009 pretty much sticky, hairy, smelly ass-crack but it affected everyone I know! Yes, to my shock his year was messed up as well!

To my big surprise Jules made a resolution similar to my own and my boy Doom. To do what ever the fuck we like. Gone are the days that we take care of everyone else instead of our own. Over are the days that we do things that go against our hearts and last but not least Drop those fake ass mother fuckers that you used to call “friend”.

We're getting of our asses no matter how hard it is. Plans are forming, partnerships are being made, films are (FINALLY) getting made etc. etc. And it's all because WE DO WHAT WE LIKE.
Now, i'm not saying go out and murder someone or throw yourself of a bridge or something like that. I'm talking about doing what you like to better your self without hurting something, someone or yourself. What it basically comes down to is this: Life it too fucking short to be unhappy all the time. Do what holds true to yourself and you'll be a happier person...I promise.

Now about that stiff neck of mine...it hurts like hell. Can't even turn my head. So, yeah we watched Jean Claude Van Damme's The Order yesterday. And you know when you see that man in action you can get a little too excited and start trying to do punches and kicks like him. So while watching that movie we were talking about Bloodsport, Timecop, Kickboxer, JCVD, hell even Street Fighter getting all excited and shit making punches, making sounds like: Pee-YAAAAAAAAAA (Van Damme Style). So somewhere along the line it must have gone wrong cause by the time I went home my neck started to hurt like hell and the next morning my neck was like a piece of wood. It feels like I'm wearing Batman's cowl. I can't turn my head. If you call me I have to turn my whole body! Oh well, we still have much love for JCVD. We salute you!

Speaking of saluting...I dedicate this post to Both Jules and Doom. Our plans will succeed as we want to. Remember...

Doowutchyalike

Goodbye and farewell!!!

2010-01-19T21:52:00.004+01:00

Today, exactly 1 year ago my life turned to shit. Lost virtually everyone and everything i have ever known. I thought i could make things work, turn things around but alas poor Yorick...i was a mess and it stayed a mess for the duration of 2009. In short the year 2009 SUCKED! Couldn't get any work done, had every block you can imagine, writer's block, creative block, mental block. So at the end i just surrenderd and let the year flow out. You can't beat them...join 'em. The last three months of 2009 were nothing but “fuck it”. I didn't and couldn't do anything...even if i wanted to. All the projects that i meant to do...All on hold.

Now a new year is upon us. 2010! The year we make contact is here baby! Now, i know i'm big on making promises but you know what? I'm not going to do that anymore. I'm also not going to tell you what i have up my sleef...you'll see it when the time is right. All i know things are looking positive...and “positive” is a beginning, a fresh new start. First thing i'll do to get in to that whole creative state of mind again is to get back to my roots...and start drawing again. Yeah, Time to get up and get of my ass. Now if you'll excuse me...i've got bunnies on the brain.

19 years

2009-10-02T00:48:00.001+02:00

I must NEVER FORGET how blessed i truly am.
I miss you, i love you. Rest in peace my dear sister.

Black Dynamite!!!

2009-09-13T19:47:00.008+02:00

In case you, jiiiiive turkeys forgot, a bad mother-(SHUT YO MOUTH!) is still roaming our streets, protecting the projects. I'm talking about BLACK DYNAMITE. Now, watch this cat, killin' suckers and loving hot mamma's.

You, also won't wanna miss our community lovin' Pimp, Chocolate Giddy Up, fighting the good fight 'cause he loves all them children.

Re: Star Wars IV: A shattered Hope

2009-09-13T00:12:00.008+02:00

In response to Doom's last post:
Agh, dammit...you know when you talk Star Wars i just can't remain silent. That being said I'd like to say: Ahwww, C'mon! Sure, Starkiller is a shallow character. Overpowered, yes...but the character and the game served its purpose. They moved the story forward, in a pretty profound way i might add. Also it was fucking cool. In a time where Star Wars is the laughing stock of scifi-dom, it injected a much needed coolness back in to our beloved saga.

The prequels, while i don't hate them, were a missed opportunity. In my humble opinion, The overall story of the prequel trilogy is better than the classic movies. I love the shade's of Grey in it. The problem is that it's been handled so poorly that it became childish where it needed maturity, unintentionally funny where it should have been intense and powerful storytelling. The whole ordeal was a disaster and pretty much embarrassing for everyone involved (including the viewers). It's pretty serious when the plot of a video game is better than an entire big budget trilogy...(sigh)

Then again...the cast of the original Star Wars saga had their moment of embarrassment too. Let's talk LIFE DAY. I'm not going to wast too much words on this dreck. In fact I'm not going to wast any words on it at all. Just go to the 2:10 mark. Harrison Ford's expression says it all. You can actually hear him thinking "What the shit am i doing here?!" The only good part of this piece of crap was that Boba Fett cartoon. We need another Holiday Special, George! Set in the prequel era. Is Steve Binder still available?

Back in business baby!!!

2009-09-10T22:33:00.008+02:00

To quote Sean Connery: YESSSSHHHH!!! I finally have my new computer!

I've just finished installing all the programs i need, new ideas are just flowing back in. I'm on fire. This is the time to act on it!

Damn...it's good to see 3ds Max and Maya again. I can now finally continue to work on my 3D projects!

Ps.: Aside from my artwork i'll continue to post a lot of nonsense like this. I promise =)

Viva La Carnage!!!

2009-09-07T14:09:00.007+02:00

Ah, sweet memories...
Well not really. School sucked but this was one of the assignments that really got the blood flowing, hehehe...

I cannot, for the life of me, remember what the assignment was. All i know is that my buddy Wilco R. and me did something about the history of Horror. A little presentation it was. Afterwards a few people came up to us and said: "You, know trim it down a little bit (time wise), market it good and you might have a good show on your hands. I'd pay for it to see this". So, our little presentation, i guess, was a "hit".

We started of with clips of Nosferatu, Dracula and James Whale's Frankenstein. Moved on to the cheese of the 50's then to the nasty stuff of the 70's right up to the present. All wrapped up in silly back and forth banter between Wilco and me. It was infotainment.

We decided to end the presentation with a bang. Much to the dismay of our film history teacher, miss De Hoogh. She, with her fine ass didn't have the stomach for the kind of material we so love. So, now i've found the clip, rotting away on some cd-rom.

I've decided to share it with the world. This carnage should be seen by everyone. We made a "Best of gore and Horror" clip if you will. Now sit back and enjoy as we celebrate a genre that has stood the test of time and critics. It will be around long after we break out of our graves and start shambling the streets looking for fresh meat to devour. Have FUN watching!

Attack of the Phantom

2009-09-05T21:40:00.008+02:00

A few years ago Mike J. Nichols aka "The Phantom Editor", surprised friend and Star Wars fan with his re-edited version of Star Wars Episode I. You may know this as "The Phantom Edit". After watching that particular cut of the movie i was pretty much impressed by it. The movie, although still not a fun watch was much better to get through. Now i've seen his re-edit of Attack the clones. I must say "Attack of the Phantom" blew my socks off.

Nichols cut entire sequences, lines or scenes, used deleted scenes and re-ordered some of them. The end result is nothing short of amazing. Through means of masterful editing he made Anakin Skywalker, actually likable, turned the so called love story believable and by cutting unnecessary scenes and plot points the movie now moves at a breakneck pace. There is also a commentary track by Nichols and uses pop-ups to illustrate and explain some of his choices to alter or delete a scene. I highly recommend this to fans of Star Wars and cinephiles. To any students of film this is required viewing. Nichols not only explains some editing techniques but also storytelling basics.

Below i posted a little clip of where he explains why he cut a line from the movie. It's the opening scene where Padmé and Captain Typho survive the explosion. By leaving that "We made it. I guess i was wrong." line out the scene, it now becomes surprising. Just check it out for your self. The dvd is full of these kinds of amusing explanations. Just hunt around for it on the net. You won't be disappointed!

*NOTE: I would like to apologise for the "coming soon" at the beginning of the clip. The free-ware program i used to convert that particular clip was not very accurate and i could NOT (believe me i tried) cut it off. So just ignore that part of the clip and enjoy the rest of it*.

SAFETY DANCE!

2009-09-01T10:58:00.004+02:00

Holy 80's videoclip Batman! I totally forgot about this one. Which one you ask me? Only the best videoclip EVER! Safety dance by Men without hats! Shiieeet...i want to shove my face into a little person's face too! You, know and then wiggle my head around like the singer does at the beginning of the video. Chris Willemsen...I NEED YOU MAN! But for now...you will witness the sheer awesomeness of Safety Dance!

Han Solo Adventures

2009-08-30T21:10:00.003+02:00

Now, i love the old point and click adventure games...LOVE 'em. I recently bought Secret of monkey Island on Xbox live and unlocked Indiana Jones and the fate of Atlantis on the Wii. Since the early 90´s i was longing for a point an click adventure that takes place in the Star Wars universe...looks like my wish has come true! Stacey Davidson is creating a freeware game made in the style of the old Lucas Arts adventures. The title says it all so there is no need for me to explain. Check out THE WEBSITE for more information and updates. I can´t wait for this to come out!

Concepts part III

2009-08-29T13:23:00.003+02:00

Ah, yes...
Yet another update. The Heroine of our film (or victim if you will). The character is named Lynn Pereirra. Like our hero Steven, she goes through a few transformations. She's the unfortunate cause of Stevens problems and that's really about all i have to say.

More and other stuff to come...

STAR WARS as it should be...

2009-08-18T11:05:00.015+02:00

See that smile on George Lucas' face? Yeah, that is the same smile i'm wearing right now. I'm a big Star Wars nut so this is awesome on multiple levels. Bikini babes read from the screenplays of Star Wars AND The empire strikes back. I particularly like the Han Solo, Greedo scene. Now, George Lucas...remake those damned prequels of yours like this and you'll do us proud!

Concepts part II

2009-08-17T22:39:00.004+02:00

Hey there,
Just a quick update on the concept art. I can reveal that the name of our hero is Steven Blumberg and throughout the film he goes through several style makeovers. In the 80's his thing is Michael Jackson, in the early 90's he's going all grunge, in the presents he's the stiff business man but underneath that there hides a dancer...Stomp the yard style, hahaha!

More concepts will follow! Till then!

That Michael Jackson scene

2009-07-21T20:55:00.005+02:00

Allright,

This was a tough one. My buddy, Danny and me almost dropped a scene from the movie. It's a flashback sequence which takes place in 1985. At the beginning of the film our hero reminisces about his not so cool teenage years. He acts and dances like Michael Jackson...at least he tries to and it ends in disaster. We had it all planned out. written out and laughed our asses of about it...then the unthinkable happened. Michael Jackson died.

I gotta admit, I was pretty upset about Michael passing on. He was and still is one of my heroes. I mean come on, I grew up on this man's music. We could not possibly keep the scene in. It would be disrespectful. Then we thought about replacing Michael's outfit with a run DMC like outfit. It seemed the logical thing to do but we didn't feel it. It wasn't working. I even talked to a few hardcore Mike fans (yeah, you too Miss Chalina!) to see what they thought about it. They all said we should keep the scene as it is. Keep Mike in. The scene just works better that way. Just to clarify things. We are NOT taking the piss out of Michael Jackson but we're taking the piss out of the “hero” of our film. This is a guy who thinks he can actually dance, act and sing like Mike. Oh, my...hilarity ensues.

This takes me too this concept drawing. The way we want out hero to look in the 1985 sequence. We'll also get to see him in the 90's. I made this in Corel Painter X. Used a combination of artist' Oil brushes and colored pencils. I'll post more concept drawings soon.

PEACE!

Whoah....

2009-06-09T15:28:00.004+02:00

Alright, this isn't an update on the movie but something else altogether. My boy Jules D. has just send me a link. A name translator of sorts. It gives you the meaning of your name and some personality traits that might fit you. Let me tell you something...It described me and my boy Jules almost 100 percent correct! Try it out! You'll be surprised hehehe...

A NEW MOVIE!

2009-06-08T23:02:00.004+02:00

Well hello there,

Ah, yes i know it's been a while...7 months or so to be exact. But dear reader, I've never forgotten about you. Oh no i haven't! I've just been in a tight spot these past few months. A dead end job, a nasty break up and more bullshit (pardon my French) you don't want to know about. It was pretty tough though but I managed to pick my self up.

Even better still is that I can finally announce a new project! Yeah my buddy Danny Flipse and me are making a new movie! The script is already done, we are location scouting, heavy in to concept sketching and storyboarding right now (see photo...Oh yes, were intensely at work). Can't tell you too much about the plot other then that it's a comedy. So, stick around while I keep you updated on the project. You might be surprised hehehe...

PS.: I still owe you guys a few 3d stills. You're going to get them and maybe a little more ;). Alright! Check ya later!

The Monkey...uhm...king?

2008-10-17T23:39:00.008+02:00

Ok, so this is what happened to the immortal Monkey King. How the mighty have fallen. He does however seem to be having a great time. I wish i could hire him...he could clean my house!

3ds Max Daylight system

2008-10-14T07:51:00.004+02:00

I've modeled this piece of work with 3ds Max 9. For the outside lights i used the daylight system. For the illumination at the back of the television i made light boxes. The whole is rendered with Mental Ray. It's done. I just wanted to see if i could make a fairly realistic scene in a very short time...and i did. You'll see a lot more visualizations like this coming by. Let me know what you think of it or if you have tips let me know. As always I'll keep you updated.

UPDATE: Dumptruck scene

2008-10-06T11:19:00.003+02:00

I've finally gotten around to model this alien, clean-up guy. As i've said in an earlier post this character will stand next to the dumptruck(spacecraft). Check out my sketches (in the earlier post) of this 'lil fella if you still haven't. As always...i'll keep you updated.

Monkey on the brain!

2008-09-29T19:31:00.003+02:00

Yes, indeed! I'm working on my own version of The Monkey King. The hair and skintexture still needs some work. The eyes are just temporary. Now bear in mind that this is pretty much the first time i'm attempting things like hair. It's still very rough and needs a lot of work but just wanted you to know what's in the pipeline.

Space Quest!

2008-09-26T10:44:00.000+02:00

Yeaaah, this latest piece of work is heavily influenced on that classic Sierra PC game: Space Quest. I just got intrigued by the concept of Garbage men in space, yeah hahaha. I started of with some sketches. Did the modeling of the Dump truck mainly from eye. Yeah, I know your not really supposed to do it like that. But hey...i was excited! Anyway that Alien character is going to be modeled too. I'm going to stand him next to the dump truck. That human character Maybe i'll model him too. He was somewhat inspired by a pissed off Bruce Willis...but now that i think about it i'll probably redo him and get my self inspired by a pissed of Jason Statham. The actuall dump part on the back of the truck is going to be changed. Now it's just a dirty block with no mechanic's or moving parts. The windows will be dirtied up a bit. Other then that it's pretty much done. I'll keep you updated!

The droid, the butterfly and the first post.

2008-09-25T21:09:00.000+02:00

Aaah, my first post. Welcome, reader (if there are any out there). Just taking this opportunity to show of a W.I.P. I call this one "Awareness". Yeah, it's shiney and all but the overall concept is that this android/robot is...well aware of it being "alive". To put extra emphasis on that i added the butterfly. I'm still going to place the droid in a background. It's going to be full of those same droid, different color though, standing behind a conveyor belt building more droids. The only thing that breaks that mind numbing "robotic" work is our blue eyed droid with the butterfly. So stay tuned for more works in progress and of course the finished product! Catch ya'll later!