Spent yesterday in the emergency room entertaining my mother, who experienced Prinzmetal’s Angina, and was forced from her volunteer work to Holy Cross Hospital near Forest Glenn, Maryland.
She is doing much better, my brother Sam and I entertained her with our unique brand of inappropriate humor.
Think Regular Show, but in real life.
Games Played today:
Shadows Over Camelot
Masters of Orion 2
Often times, when starting out, we cut our clients breaks.
Whether we are an independent contractor or a multimedia start-up, we attempt to build our contracts by factoring in discounts, such as waiving our gear rental fees, offering a reduced rate, and doing whatever we can to get that contract and maintain it.
We set dangerous precedents by doing this.
What was once clever customer service turns into constant brain-picking, favor requests, and aggressively low contract offers from our client-base.
Don’t become the “free guy.”
Set standards, maintain them.
I’m off to complete a special assignment in Washington, DC, where I work out of part of the week.
It means I have to reschedule a “Filmmaking as Therapy” private workshop that I teach.
Filmmaking as Therapy is a way to help those who are ill or otherwise afflicted by giving them a creative outlet, in this case cinema. They own and use their own equipment (most of which is on the edges of prosumer/industry standards) and are pretty attentive to the lessons.
My favorite part is when a student says “Oh, I like that!” in response to their own work. They may not be able to vocalize why exactly they like it, but they are learning to make decisions based off of what causes them to lean forward in their seats, as opposed to simply being told “do it this way.”
It’s perfect shooting weather today, but I just don’t have time to bust out the camera.
After my two year Facebook Experiment came to a close yesterday afternoon, I took the suggestion of Stephen Scheiff and went back to old school blogging.
From 2001 until today, my original LiveJournal sits on the internet. I posted religiously until marriage, when posting on the blog became something I did few, far, and in-between.
I launched a Facebook just before college graduation as I was interested in maintaining connections and renewing old friendships; but to be fair friendship should be more than a meme about cats.
Facebook content often felt like “Fakebook” and the amount of animosity among “friends” was often too great to keep my interest (Maybe I shouldn’t have joined during an election season?)
But that’s enough about a dead account on a social media site.
A little about myself:
30 years old.
Married.
Two Kids.
Full-time job.
I came out of a background in narrative film which I use like a blackbelt in edutainment, with clients in Manhattan and Washington D.C.
I am my own boss, for better or for worse.
Until next time.
I am Grant.
I Am Grant 