Add A Lil' Somethin' Somethin'

Well, I got a wide array of responses for what I should do with the story. The best bet? Combine them if possible and keep on truckin'.

Eyes widening, Nick quickly scrabbles up what is left of the ravine, throwing as debris as possible below him. Rocks, logs, leaves, and dirt cascade onto the figure at the bottom of the creek. A SNARL stirs the forest.

The figure below glares up at Nick, lowers itself onto its haunches and rockets off the muddy creek bed. Flying through the air, fur matted down, ears lowered, and lips curled back, the figure grabs hold of Nick's ankle. Letting out a whimper, Nick thrashes at the beast below him. Flailing, his free foot catches the figure in the face, causing it to crash back down to the bottom of the ravine. With one final stretch, Nick grabs the top of the creek and pulls himself out.

Crumpling to his knees, Nick looks around the forest. Eyes darting from tree to tree, he runs towards a large birch off the trail and slumps against it. He listens. He hears nothing at first, but slowly heavy breathing is becoming louder and louder as the seconds pass by.

Edging around the side of the birch, Nick sees a shape amongst the trees on the trail, looking back and forth, nose in the air. Picking up a rock lying next to him, Nick throws it back through the forest towards the creek. The rock bounces off a tree and nestles itself in the fallen foliage. The figure is on the spot in a heartbeat, burrowing feverishly at the ground where the rock landed. Lunging to his feet, Nick stumbles back to the trail and continues his way up the mountain.

Slowing to a walk, Nick bends over, placing his hands on his knees, breathing heavily. Sweat drips off his forehead onto the leaves, PITTERING and PATTERING like rain.

Suddenly, Nick is thrown to the ground, sliding to the edge of the trail. The figure hunches where Nick just was. Crawling backwards away from the figure, Nick edges off the trail, sliding down a hill. Behind him stands an old cabin.

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Should Nick A) Scream for help  B) Run past the cabin  C) Barricade himself in the cabin  D) Fight the figure.

Random Shots

Do-It-Yourself Story

Nick, an 18 year-old boy, dressed completely in camping gear runs up a trail on the side of a mountain. Leaves fall through the air, nature's confetti, celebrating the arrival of Autumn. The sides of the trail explode with reds, yellows, and browns as Nick races up the mountain. The wind blows through the bare tree limbs, howling.

Early fall sunlight shines through the forest life, leaving streaks of light littering the trail ahead and behind Nick.

Looking over his shoulder, hair plastered to his forehead with dirt and sweat, Nick's face drains of color. A THUNDERING GALLOP echoes behind him.

Detaching his backpack from his shoulders, Nick drops it to the forest floor and continues running. Next comes his canteen, his flashlight, and sleeping bad. All littering the ground as he continues. Rounding a bend, Nick shutters as the canteen CRUNCHES under the enormous weight of his pursuer.

Ahead, Nick sees the crest of he trail. Running forward he scrambles up the slope, trying to reach the top as quickly as possible - unaware of the steep drop on the other side.

Nick tumbles down the sloping path, into a ravine. Landing in the semi-dried bottom of a creek, Nick lays face-first in mud.

Coming to, Nick lifts his head out of the brown, lumpy substance, gasping for air. Propping himself up on his knees, Nick wipes the mud off his face, flinging it towards the bank of the creek. Pausing, Nick tilts his head towards the way he fell down the slope.

Silence. All that reverberates through the forest is the rustling of dead leaves and an occasional cackling crow.

Nick rises, walks to the bank of the creek and begins climbing the ravine. Reaching up to grab a root, a THUD shakes the creek below. Glancing down, a FIGURE is thrashing in the mud.

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Ok, so now it's your turn. What happens next? A) Nick scrambles to climb out of the ravine  B) Nick throws objects down at the the figure below him   C) When trying to climb out, Nick falls to the bottom of the creek   D) The figure grabs hold of Nick's leg.

Let me know where it should go and I'll keep going. If there aren't many responses, then it'll fizzle. No big deal.

I'll find something else to right.

And as if you can't tell - this is kind of written in a film style.  

Some Perks

Well, being a driver has some perks...

It's a sunny, breezy 75 degree day in LA. It's nice - feels tropical, is not a little cool. It's nice not always being stuck in the office. It is a great day to cruise down Sunset Blvd.

On a side note...

CONAN is back tonight! Make sure you tune in to support his return to TV!

Team Coco!

Let's Try Something New

Alright - it was a standard weekend. Nothing crazy, nothing special. Just plain old, home brewed fun.

We ate, we drank, we relaxed, we napped, we laughed, we watched a lot of TV. What else would you want out of a weekend? Nothing I suppose?

I got my roommates to start watching AMC's "The Walking Dead" and I recommend it to anyone out there. It's a show about zombies - but it's incredible. Even if you don't like horror-themed shows, this is still amazing. It's shot beautifully, acted great, and believe it or not, has a ton of character driven drama in it. Plus, Frank Darabont (director of "The Shawshank Redemption" and "The Green Mile") helped write it, produce it, and direct the pilot episode.

Get out there and watch it.

On a side note - Carlos just completed his training at Panera and will be working there soon (until he lands a cushy government position) - but he's doing such a great job there and the company likes him so much, he's meeting the CEO tomorrow! Way to go Carlos!

Also, if you want to follow his blog, check it out here - he's much more insightful on the world than I am. Great writer too.


So, lets shake things up here. I like writing and keeping you all current on my life - as mediocre as it currently is, but I need to remain creative and practicing my craft.

So this is whats going to happen - I'm going to try a write a new story every week, with YOU telling me the direction it should go in. I'll list some options and depending on your responses, I'll continue it in whatever way people want it to go.

So, I NEED responses. Comments work or email me them. If people don't partake in this, it'll be a failed experiment and I'll go back to another style of writing.

To beging, what genre do we want? A) Comedy  B) Horror  C)Drama  D)Humor  E)"Dark/Artsy"

Celebrity Citing!

Same old week - 17hrs of overtime ughhh so tired.

I'm also on call this weekend, so if trailerpark needs me, I have to go in, but I get paid for 8hrs regardless. So, if I don't go in (which I'm hoping I don't have to) I make moneys anyway! Wahoo!

Tonights a gonna be quick. I want to eat and shower.

I did 11.5 hours today and was in the car doing runs for 7 of them! Gah!

But cool moment of the day...

I was walking through the Fox lot when I passed someone I thought I recognized. It was Jason Segel (from How I Met Your Mother, I Love You Man, and Forgetting Sarah Marshall). He looked up and saw me staring at him and he said "How's it going." I responded and went on my way. When I walked back to my car, he was still there and he saw me and told me my shoes were "fly."

Pretty cool shit if I say so myself. But not in a boasting or bragging way.

East vs. West

This is going to be a quickie again since I had a 13 hour day - but I'll do what I can!

I love CA. It's a wonderful place, it's beautiful, vibrant, warm, but mainly, the people are friendly. Super friendly. The kind where a random person has no issue with talking to you about how your day is going, introducing themselves, becoming quick friends.

The issue though - the suck ass at driving.

I mean holy cow. The people in LA (and i'm using a broad brush here since I'm declaring all of CA on this issue) are to bad driving as what the tourists in Branson, MO are to rednecks.

Now, I don't mean to be harsh, I know we all have stereotypes.

-New Yorker's may very well be packing heat, so if you mouth off or flip someone off, you may get shot at.

-Massachusetts drivers are assholes - where does the phrase "driving like a masshole" come from? hmmm.

-New Jersey people speed EVERYWHERE.

-Florida drivers are old and slow - have bad eyesight and are probably deaf (all the retirees).

But, by far, California has the worst drivers on the road.

Would you like some examples? I'm sure you would (even if you don't care, too bad since I'm in charge).

- Blinkers don't exist. If they do, it's ok to use them for .0001 second.
- People will cut you off without hesitation and then yell at you like it's your fault.
- Buses merge lanes regardless if they're going to hit you. They simply don't give a fuck.
- If you wait more than a second to move after a light changes, you will get honked at.
- Holy shit cell phones. Dear god. Especially teenage girls. Put the phone down and drive. I don't want to die because you're breaking up with your boyfriend for the 8th time this week. I wish I could slap them.
- It is legal for motorcycles to drive between stopped traffic. This isn't so much an example of "bad" driving, but it's scary as shit! I've almost has my arm ripped off on so many occasions. They don't cruise by your window either - they haul ass.

The worst thing though, is that everyone freaks out when it rains. Two drops can fall and people drive like they do in New England during a blizzard. LA driving comes to a dead crawl during any form or precipitation.

Ugh - so dumb.

Just a heads up to anyone who may venture this way and will be driving. You've been warned.

On a side note - it's be super hot this week (three days of 96 in a row) and you know what that means...

Lots of eskiho sightings!

For those of you who don't know - that's when a girl wears really short shorts, like booty shorts, or a tiny skirt and Uggs.

One of the dumbest styles EVER!

                                                   Point and case.


Make up your damn mind! Is it super hot and you want to show leg, or is it cold enough that your need fur boots on?!

When it's 96 degrees out and you wear uggs, you're a moron.

Sooo Tired

I'm tired.

I did of 50 miles of runs today throughout LA and logged 12 hours of work (yay overtime) - and as a result, I'm mad bushed.

We're trying to shop around some company holiday gift ideas for our clients - i'm suggesting...

1. Snow globe with either our building with the sign on top of it in the middle or a giant trailer.

2. Large pressed metal sign of our trailer - for decoration

3. Picture of our building with the sign or our logo made into a large jigsaw (child friendly).

4. A nice track jacket or fleece jacket with our logo embroidered on the breast.

5. A wine set with laser etched company logo or martini set laser etched.

6. Wooden or metal flash drive with trailers loaded onto them - maybe use all the 2010 trailers to cut together a "mega trailer."

7. An MP4 video player - but the same concept as #6 - http://www.absorbentprinting.com/automotive-products/electronic-music-accessories/portable-music-video-players/shockwave-touchscreen-1gb-mp4-player

8. Gift gourmet chocolate carved or modeled after our logo.

9. Leather portfolio case/laptop case with logo pressed into the front of it.

10. Donate money to a charity of client's choice.

Do you like any of these?

Anywho - here on some new pics from the trip!