Now Episode 2 is uploaded to Youtube! Check it out on the player below or go to www.youtube.com/AshleyMariaUNC
let me know what you think!
ash
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Why I hate DVDs
I was so proud of myself. I had mastered DVD making. Or so I thought...
Take 1: General College Premiere in December. I made DVDs using the Toast Program. They didn't play in regular DVD players or if they did, they jumped every 6 seconds. So I decided to make one that works!
Take 2: Eric Ellington sent me an incredibly detailed DVD making process email. I used DVD Studio Pro to make my DVDs. Instead of putting one on each DVD, I decided to attempt 2 episodes on one DVD. Apparently Episode 1 plays both times!! ugh! And I definitely sent that DVD to friends and gave to old bosses!!
Take 3: this is currently in process. and I WILL get it right this time :-)
Take 1: General College Premiere in December. I made DVDs using the Toast Program. They didn't play in regular DVD players or if they did, they jumped every 6 seconds. So I decided to make one that works!
Take 2: Eric Ellington sent me an incredibly detailed DVD making process email. I used DVD Studio Pro to make my DVDs. Instead of putting one on each DVD, I decided to attempt 2 episodes on one DVD. Apparently Episode 1 plays both times!! ugh! And I definitely sent that DVD to friends and gave to old bosses!!
Take 3: this is currently in process. and I WILL get it right this time :-)
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
It was an Icy Situation
This morning marks the best morning I have ever had at UNC. Why you ask? Because more people fell or slipped than ever before in the history of UNC. And I was one of those people.
After North Carolina received the "Storm of the Century" on Saturday, snow and ice lingered throughout the weekend until today. This morning, ice remained, unbeknownst to us innocent school children.
I left my apartment about 45 minutes before class so I could get some work done and prepare for the day. Little did I know the next 30 minutes were going to be an adventure in the arctic tundra.
Simply walking on the sidewalk was an enormous task. I found myself slowly sliding to the street whenever I landed on an inclined section of the sidewalk. Eventually I caught on and walked in the street or on the grass. But on Franklin, there is neither. A man fell straight to his behind 2 feet in front of me. I asked if he was alright and let him frolic away in embarrassment. I should have followed his example of walking next to the buildings...where the ground was dry...but I continued on my destructive path down the middle of the sidewalk.
Let's just say, today was the day to wear ice skates to class. Entire sheets of ice shielded the walk way from our already dull shoes. I found myself slipping every other step. I walked toward a hill....again...what was I thinking?? I saw a girl coming toward me who slipped and glided down the hill. So I braced myself and continued upward only to slide right back down. Tried again only to simply watch my feet remain stationary while my body did not. I inched my way to the side of the sidewalk and walked the rest of the way to campus on plants and dirt.
Once I got to campus I knew I could walk in the street or grass most of the way. Except for one problem. I chose the walkway between Memorial Hall and Phillips Hall...complete brick. Another sheet of ice stared back at me, same as before. So I braced myself and slid from one pound of dirt to another. A girl walking near me joined me in the search for non-slick surfaces. We became friends.
I made it to the Pit and found my friend Jenni. I was happy to let out a sigh of frustration because there was someone I knew sharing my experience. She told me how a girl was sliding towards the Pit and could not stop herself. The girl just braced herself to fall into the Pit. That would have been funny to see.
As I entered the library, another student came gliding towards me as if he were wearing ice skates. Cool.
When I left the library, sand covered the bricks. The fun was over.
After North Carolina received the "Storm of the Century" on Saturday, snow and ice lingered throughout the weekend until today. This morning, ice remained, unbeknownst to us innocent school children.
I left my apartment about 45 minutes before class so I could get some work done and prepare for the day. Little did I know the next 30 minutes were going to be an adventure in the arctic tundra.
Simply walking on the sidewalk was an enormous task. I found myself slowly sliding to the street whenever I landed on an inclined section of the sidewalk. Eventually I caught on and walked in the street or on the grass. But on Franklin, there is neither. A man fell straight to his behind 2 feet in front of me. I asked if he was alright and let him frolic away in embarrassment. I should have followed his example of walking next to the buildings...where the ground was dry...but I continued on my destructive path down the middle of the sidewalk.
Let's just say, today was the day to wear ice skates to class. Entire sheets of ice shielded the walk way from our already dull shoes. I found myself slipping every other step. I walked toward a hill....again...what was I thinking?? I saw a girl coming toward me who slipped and glided down the hill. So I braced myself and continued upward only to slide right back down. Tried again only to simply watch my feet remain stationary while my body did not. I inched my way to the side of the sidewalk and walked the rest of the way to campus on plants and dirt.
Once I got to campus I knew I could walk in the street or grass most of the way. Except for one problem. I chose the walkway between Memorial Hall and Phillips Hall...complete brick. Another sheet of ice stared back at me, same as before. So I braced myself and slid from one pound of dirt to another. A girl walking near me joined me in the search for non-slick surfaces. We became friends.
I made it to the Pit and found my friend Jenni. I was happy to let out a sigh of frustration because there was someone I knew sharing my experience. She told me how a girl was sliding towards the Pit and could not stop herself. The girl just braced herself to fall into the Pit. That would have been funny to see.
As I entered the library, another student came gliding towards me as if he were wearing ice skates. Cool.
When I left the library, sand covered the bricks. The fun was over.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Videos I have produced!!
Check out the bottom of this blog to view content I have produced over the years at UNC.
Kaustic
Last night Kaustic played a show at the Local 506, a great venue for up and coming bands. John Loos, a friend of mine, is the lead singer of the band and got everyone hyped for the event. At about 10:30pm, I showed up with a friend, Katy, and saw the whole Bluelite crew. These are guys I work with on a Student Television comedy show called "The Bluelite District." These group of guys are probably the funniest at UNC. I'm just sayin. I screamed out how famous John was as he left to set up for the show. We drank and talked until we heard John's serene voice yelling "check" into the mike. I went to their rehearsal once a few months ago with Allison Badea, their promotional developer, but cannot really remember all the songs. It came back to me as the show started. Each band mate was dressed in a white tee, except for John who was clearly wearing one under his sweatshirt. But he would not give us the glory of White Tee Sunday. Thanks John. The band played about seven songs. And Bryce's guitar messed up seven times as well. But each time he went to fix his guitar gave John another opportunity to promote the Kaustic gear, which I so wonderfully walked over and pretended to buy. Leland and I had an entire act together of me purchasing a shirt. It was grand. At the end of the show, John announced his party and everyone got excited. All in all, a good show.
The Three Jaded
This past week and a half have been frustrating in only one department. Not school. Not work. Guys. duh.
Last week, "JOE" was in town to work at a game. "JOE" and I dated a few months ago but it wasn't very long at all and ended quickly...mainly because I was flying to China...and he thought I was going to be there for a few weeks when only it was a week...??... So I wrote off that entire experience as a joke. Because that's what it was. Well apparently he's used to psycho women because everything I ever said to him afterwards he took as a jilted lover looking for revenge or something. "JOE" was in town last week and we were supposed to hang out. Get a beer and catch up. No surprise he blew me off. He told me he wanted to hang out with his friends instead. Remember....that time...when we were friends? I guess I get over things a lot quicker than some.
Second. The Nice Guy who turns out to be just as big of a jerk as the rest. "BILL" and I have been talking and hanging out. Nothing serious. We had plans last night to see a band. He told me he was sick. Okay...then why did I see you out at bars later that night sweetie? I probably wouldn't have been as upset but one of his friends ratted him out to me, telling me about all the girls he's playing. Glad I didn't touch that. It was a cool feeling when he went to hug me and talk to me and I did a nice spin to get away from him. Katy can reenact it for you. Just ask.
Third. The asshole I JUST want to be friends with. "TOM" works with me on a school project and we've never really been friends. After a few unfortunate events I decided I would attempt to just be his friend. Nope. Not allowed. We hung out once and there were moments of fun and moments of awkwardness. Not a comfortable situation. There were other people with us and he would change his persona based on each person he talked to, so maybe that's why it was so strange. And then the 2nd time we were supposed to just hang out...I was blown off. He was supposed to call me as he was heading somewhere and I did not receive the call. I did, however, receive an email from him during that time referring to our school project. I just thought to myself, "he really is an idiot or an asshole."
Which brings me to my final thought: "All a girl really wants is a guy to come along and prove to her that they're not all the same" - Marilyn Monroe.
Truer words have never been spoken....I just wish it was said by someone different...
Last week, "JOE" was in town to work at a game. "JOE" and I dated a few months ago but it wasn't very long at all and ended quickly...mainly because I was flying to China...and he thought I was going to be there for a few weeks when only it was a week...??... So I wrote off that entire experience as a joke. Because that's what it was. Well apparently he's used to psycho women because everything I ever said to him afterwards he took as a jilted lover looking for revenge or something. "JOE" was in town last week and we were supposed to hang out. Get a beer and catch up. No surprise he blew me off. He told me he wanted to hang out with his friends instead. Remember....that time...when we were friends? I guess I get over things a lot quicker than some.
Second. The Nice Guy who turns out to be just as big of a jerk as the rest. "BILL" and I have been talking and hanging out. Nothing serious. We had plans last night to see a band. He told me he was sick. Okay...then why did I see you out at bars later that night sweetie? I probably wouldn't have been as upset but one of his friends ratted him out to me, telling me about all the girls he's playing. Glad I didn't touch that. It was a cool feeling when he went to hug me and talk to me and I did a nice spin to get away from him. Katy can reenact it for you. Just ask.
Third. The asshole I JUST want to be friends with. "TOM" works with me on a school project and we've never really been friends. After a few unfortunate events I decided I would attempt to just be his friend. Nope. Not allowed. We hung out once and there were moments of fun and moments of awkwardness. Not a comfortable situation. There were other people with us and he would change his persona based on each person he talked to, so maybe that's why it was so strange. And then the 2nd time we were supposed to just hang out...I was blown off. He was supposed to call me as he was heading somewhere and I did not receive the call. I did, however, receive an email from him during that time referring to our school project. I just thought to myself, "he really is an idiot or an asshole."
Which brings me to my final thought: "All a girl really wants is a guy to come along and prove to her that they're not all the same" - Marilyn Monroe.
Truer words have never been spoken....I just wish it was said by someone different...
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Fun Times at the Resort!!!
Kaitlin, our old roomie, came over to visit. She loves playing the piano and making up songs! So I recorded it... :-)
Is it platinum or is it gold?
My Asshole Bar Experience
Last night I went out with a few friends to He's Not. I had a blast there and saw more friends. Everything was great. Then we went to Goodfella's....
Don't get me wrong, I love Goodfella's. I go there all the time but this one particular experience was the worst. Everything bad happened at the same time. It was very overwhelming.
I went to the bar with a few friends of mine. Great guys. I saw another friend of mine...whose name will not be mentioned...and in his attempts to hug me, he hit me right in the face. I didn't really react because it didn't hurt, but his friend literally fell to the floor laughing, causing a huge scene. It wasn't embarrassing until that point. So I just walked away.
I walked over to my friend Will and we were in mid-conversation (I had just mentioned my frustrating experience) when his friend came up to us. His friend grabbed me by the face and pushed me away from Will. It was completely humiliating. I grabbed his hand and did not look happy. About a minute later I tried to make myself laugh at something in order to calm down. Will's friend looked at me and said, "You have a really pretty smile." I said, "thank you." He then said "But a small nose." I looked at both of them and said BYE.
I walked out of there incredibly pissed off and humiliated. One guy tried to be cute and tell me there was a toll to pass him. Once I got closer and he saw my face, he lowered his arms quickly and said "Wow, you don't care." I laughed because he was right.
My friends were at my house when I got back. They were waiting to sober up before they drove home. Luckily they were there so I could vent and chill out.
Don't get me wrong, I love Goodfella's. I go there all the time but this one particular experience was the worst. Everything bad happened at the same time. It was very overwhelming.
I went to the bar with a few friends of mine. Great guys. I saw another friend of mine...whose name will not be mentioned...and in his attempts to hug me, he hit me right in the face. I didn't really react because it didn't hurt, but his friend literally fell to the floor laughing, causing a huge scene. It wasn't embarrassing until that point. So I just walked away.
I walked over to my friend Will and we were in mid-conversation (I had just mentioned my frustrating experience) when his friend came up to us. His friend grabbed me by the face and pushed me away from Will. It was completely humiliating. I grabbed his hand and did not look happy. About a minute later I tried to make myself laugh at something in order to calm down. Will's friend looked at me and said, "You have a really pretty smile." I said, "thank you." He then said "But a small nose." I looked at both of them and said BYE.
I walked out of there incredibly pissed off and humiliated. One guy tried to be cute and tell me there was a toll to pass him. Once I got closer and he saw my face, he lowered his arms quickly and said "Wow, you don't care." I laughed because he was right.
My friends were at my house when I got back. They were waiting to sober up before they drove home. Luckily they were there so I could vent and chill out.
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