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Last night I went to bed before anyone else. I just couldn't take anymore, there was no way that I could stay awake my head hurt way too bad. I think I caught a slight cold. But, today I was rested and ready to go.

We woke up at about nine, I filmed Lodger and Stubby for a second sleeping, then it was time to go. We all watched Harry Knuckles, an insane film that Stubb had told me about after catching the last few minutes yesterday.

Then Lodger, Web and his wife. Me and Stubb hung back for a bit While he finished a few things on the site, I watched a wonderful documentary called "Moonshine" which I highly recommend if you're reading this. I watched this and Harry Knuckles on screener tapes that Slamdance provides the media with. It's a very good idea. Right before we left Stubb and I looked over the schedule for Slamdance and layed out a game plan to try and structure our day by, which ended as soon as we parted ways right after we got there.

He went on to see Rock Opera and I went to see 7-teen sips at Slamdance main theater. When I got there the place was pretty dead, so I went right up and asked if I could get a ticket with my media pass. The girl handed me a ticket and told me that it was the last one. But, then I got jerked all around and had to go to the media desk and speak with somebody there about it before getting the ticket.

When I get back there some guy's talking to the two girls behind the desk. So, I patiently wait my turn and get out the screeners I had borrowed so I wouldn't be wasting anybody's time when I got up there.

So, they finished and I step up and ask them what exactly are the rules on getting tickets and such if you are a part of the media and have a pass. To which they inform me that you can only have this or this or some such shit that didn't really piss me off just slightly annoyed me. Until I went to hand them the screeners and they tell me that the desk isn't open yet. Now, all I want to do is hand them some fucking videos and all they have to do is turn around and place them on the shelf two feet behind them, but I guess if you're off the clock you're off the clock. And I thought they did this for the love of film. They finally hand me a notepad and pen and tell me to write my name and the name of the site which I do. Then leave.

I decide well, if I can't get in here no big deal everyone wants you to see their films so I walk back down to Nodance and a guy is peddling his film out on the steps so I ask him what time it starts. He says "It actually started a few seconds ago" so I run up the escalator and head in.

I came in I think about ten minutes into it, but it turned out to be okay, because it was a very entertaining film. I sorry I didn't catch the beginning of it.

Afterwards the filmmaker and his subjects, who were the makers of last year's Nodance winner "The Big Muddy" stand up and do a little Q&A session. The director of the subject film has another this year on the circuit called "Central Garden" which I've heard is extraordinary despite the ending. Anyway, they were a very nice group of people.

Then they showed "Warm Blooded Killers" which I wasn't very impressed with, except the actress who played the main guys sister and partner in crime. She was very good. The director got up after this and talked a little about it in a very informal Q & A in which he said his budget was fifty-five thousand dollars. Now, this doesn't seem like much, but I did leave out one very important fact about the "film" and that's that it was shot entirely on DV. That's alot for a video, I don't care what anybody says. This is just one of the many that have amazed me with their "Low" budget. Some shorts I've seen have cost around seventy-five thousand and others very close. This blows my mind. I guess I'll just have to make one before I can really talk though, so I'll shut my mouth on that.

Since, being let down by the last screening I decided to hit the streets to hand out flyers and do a bit of filming. This was very nice wandering around a city that new to me all alone and not have to do a thing really except make the video I was making and take care of some of my responsibilities on the site.

I filmed all of the flyers that people have put up around town and flyers that even I have handed out and thought that that could make a very cool subject. The careless disregard to which people will promote their films. I actually filmed a guy sitting in the middle of the street on a blanket just to get attention for his film. There were others who were on the street filming him but not saying anything so I ask "What're you selling?" which he proceeds to tell me after a little prodding. I don't think he was sure I wanted him to sell it to me. He after I said he was the bomb and walked off he said that I'd given the best set up he's heard all day. I almost had to lay the burns on the camera guys who were actually getting paid. I shot some more of stickers on traffic signs, flyers on the ground next to trashcans where people carelessly threw them, etc. As I was filming I came across a guy who was about to hang one up nearby so I asked if I could film him. He said sure and come to find out he was promoting "Gigantic" the film that Tom Twyker (director of Run Lola Run) produced. He was very nice and I actually held one to help him. I wander all around some more and got some great stuff. I come around the corner to find Kyle Mclachlan just chillin' on a bench talking to someone. I told him "Sorry but I gotta be the bad guy" and I film him for a second which actually didn't come out cause I pressed the record button on and off too fast. Oh well, it was the spirit of the thing and that he was cool about it.

I met up with Stubb a few steps down and tell him what I had just seen and he of course doesn't believe me until he goes over and films him himself.

Then we walk a little further down to Cisceros where we were supposed to meet the gang and Mark David (director of "Sweet Thing"). We go in and he's there so we all talk for a bit about this evening's events and such and I give him a t-shirt. I had never met him before, but he seemed very nice, I hope to tape him in the days to come running around and such promotion his film.

We all head out and go our separate ways again, Lodger and Stubb to a Sundance screening, which Stubby scored yesterday from the director of the film "Snow Daze" and Me, Web and Netty go out on our own down a little ways where we come across a news crew doing an interview with none other than Jason Priestly. Web tells me aloud "Dude it's Luke Perry go up to him", I notice that it's not and correct him before he makes an ass out of somebody. It was really funny. So, I walk up and give him a flyer for the site (Web gave him a t-shirt) and tell him good luck with his film "Barenaked in America"and he tells me the same even though I just told him I was from a website. Oh, well he's a very busy guy and extremely nice. After our interest in him fades we notice that a few feet away a few people are taking pictures with some woman who looks very familiar but none of us can seem to put a finger on it until Netty points us in the right direction, then I say Molly Shannon (Saturday Night Live's Mary Catherine Gallagher). She starts walking towards us and we agree that, yes this is Molly Shannon and since we all like her work so much we want a picture, so right when we go to ask she says "I'm not Molly Shannon sorry" and keeps walking. We all don't believe that she isn't and would rather believe that possibly she is and has just snubbed us.

We go back to the car so we can return to the condo for a bit. I realize that it's a little after five and remember that they are going to give out press tickets for Mr. Priestley's film which I wanted to see before meeting him. So, I go back to the Slamdance media desk at five like they had told me to earlier. But, apparently there has been some sort of miscommunication, so I get a little more of the runaround, a little more of the attitude and this makes me decide to blow the whole thing off, I am really disappointed with Slamdance by this point. Some of the folks are very nice, like one of the girls at the media desk I'm not sure of her name but the others need a nap I think or at least a little break.

We go back to the hotel for a bit.

When we get back into town Web notices John Popper from Blues Traveler just hanging out on the sidewalk talking to fans so me and Netty go and take a picture with him continuing on with a theme that's been going on all day. Her taking pictures with stars she doesn't really like or know like Jason Priestley and Kyle Mclachlan.

I eventually head out on my own again to find Stubby and Lodger to get a ride back into town later. I go first to Slamdance to see if possibly he's hanging around or viewing a sci-fi flick he wanted to see called "System Noise" which I caught the last fifteen minutes of and was pretty impressed with what he had to say until the director got up to speak, he was a little too cocky for my taste, but oh well let the art speak for itself.

After the screening I still can't find the others anywhere so I decide to wander about the streets and hand out the bundle of flyers I still had left. I was doing a really good job until two cops passed and tell me of the ordinance that prohibits this so I agree to stop, but ask if they would mind me recording them telling me this, which they didn't. People should have more of a sense of humor about themselves, maybe I'll work on that too.

I freely wander for the next hour or so hoping to find them. As I was walking I notice that a block down there was a large crowd and lights from television camera. So, realizing that something big was going on I decide to head over and check it out. Sure enough it was a Films for Aids charity party I think, or something of this sort and when I walked up a young girl was being interviewed who I think was Kirsten Dunst, but I'm not positive. I was gonna take a picture but didn't want to be to annoying so I let it pass. She finishes up and walks inside. Then somebody says "Hey Johnny can I ask you a few questions?" and here comes Johnny Rotten of Sex Pistols fame. I can't pass this up, I have to retain my title as the king of celeb shots of this trip, so I go to take the picture but the flash takes too long and I get him when he's made it inside, so the photo turned out a little shitty but you can make if out if you knew who you were supposed to be looking at and wanted to believe. The crowd calmed down when it looked like no other stars were gonna pass so I decided to head out too, since I got the pen ultimate of shots.

I wander about some more until I come back to the Slamdance building and decide to take a seat on the steps. I tried to get the number to the hotel but they didn't have a listing and when I went to locate my shuttle schedule I found that I had left it at the house, so I was stranded until I found the others.

As I was sitting on the steps a couple of guys start talking and one of the says that he was the executive producer on "Pi", which makes me turn around and ask him to confirm this to which he does and to which I reply "You're a fucking badass" then just walked off. They probably thought I was a freak, but oh well. That's what I felt was right, show my love but not overburden, I don't like to do that.

I don't have anywhere to go but to the bed and breakfast that Web was staying at for his b-day. Where we had also ran into the "I'm not Molly Shannon" woman who we talked to for a bit and turned out to be very nice her name was Shawna (I'm not sure how to spell it). So, anyway since I didn't have a ride back. He called me a cab.

It gets there, I get in and head for home. It picks up a few people along the way. One of which was the editor on the Orson Welles film "It's all true". I got to talk to a guy who edited for Orsen Welles. Now, if this isn't pure insanity then I can't imagine what would be. This is a perfect example of how unbelievable it is here, the fact that some nobody can rub elbows with somebody that is very well established and even further that they're very cool. I love this time I have been able to spend here it's been great and I have two and a half more days of it. I hope, but am sure that it will not disappoint.

TIM the wonder Horse

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