Cotton Teeth

A transcription of a transcription of the most eventful train experience I've had in a long time:

*Note that all comments were originally text messages from me*

- "This could take forever."

- "...This lady is yelling so hard at her husband. So hard."

- " He just wanted to stop walking, and she kept yelling at him 'Come on Carlos! Let's get to where we're going!' Then she kept talking about him just drinking his bottle and shutting up. So confused."

- "Then there are just the two loudest girls ever. One just yelled out loud about how she hates Chinatown and Chinese people."

- "Now she's talking about going to NYC, but she has to get a job in Wrigley first to pay for the $48 plane ticket. Said she'd say 'Look at my titties. Miller, or Bud?'"

- "I am just dumbfounded by what is going on around me."

- "I'm so uncomfortable. He laugh sounds like Fran Drescher."

- "Telling her friend about how she slept with a couple of dudes on St. Patty's Day."

- "Now reiterating her hatred of the Chinese."

- "Finally at Damen."

Confused? So was I.

Human Racing

One music recommendation tonight, and a link. That's all I've got in me.

If you haven't ever, listen to St. Vincent.  Good stuff.

I finally finished the Harley project. It is called, well, "Harley."

If you don't have a Vimeo account, get one. There's a lot of great stuff on there, and you can help me out by "liking" my video. You can do it on YouTube as well. Just search for the username "brianlamarhorne."

Okay, I lied. Lots of links tonight. I'm done promoting myself. Enjoy the video. Enjoy your day. Enjoy your week.

Back with more tomorrow.

Untitled Title

Working on cutting together a project I created for myself. It's nice to take a break from schoolwork and do something that you actually want to do for once. No being forced into anything this time.

Myriad Pro

I've begun shooting a new short film. There is no aim for the project, other than for me to kill some time, and try to make something entertaining. It will be cute, I can say that.

5AM Wake Up

Today's mustache: Clay Zavada

Zavada was voted by the American Mustache Institute as the recipient of the 2009 Robert Goulet Mustached American of the Year Award. Congratulations, you Rollie Fingers lookalike, you.

Spring break is here. Time to get cracking on some new website design ideas. I'd like to have a new site up by the end of the week. Don't know if it will happen, but stay tuned, and keep checking brianhorne.net to see if there's a new, unified, simplified look.

Sitting Up Late

Thoughts And Theories From The Road

Copied and pasted from a note I wrote on Facebook, while in the passenger's seat of my car:

As Bryanne and I make our slow creep back to Chicago via car, we have begun to make various observations about the roadgoing public's driving habits. These observations may (or may not) surprise you. Here are a few (and forgive my spelling, this is from the passenger's seat via an iPhone):

1) People brake unnecessarily. Why do they brake? Based on our findings, it is generally due to bridges, overhead signs, or an empty lane in front of them. If there's no good reason to slow down, you can bet other drivers will.

2) People are afraid to merge, plain and simple. They are just terrified of moving out of their lane (which is coming to an end) until the last second possible. Consequently, the timid drivers around them are scared witless, and begin to slow down.

3) The left lane is the new right lane. This wouldn't normally be an issue, but due to the aforementioned theory that people cannot merge, both lanes in any given four lane hlghway (I say four lane, meaning two and two) are jammed up, forcing real drivers to slow.

4) People slow down when a police officer has someone pulled over already...on the opposite side of the road. Yes, I promise that unless you are shooting a gun as you drive by, the cop will not come after you. People of Alabama, you are the worst about this.

5) Smoking while driving requires that you ride the brake while accelerating. This has happened multiple times in front of me today.

6) We are better drivers than anyone else on the road.

For the record, this is all coming from the passenger's seat. Don't text while driving. I can make that number seven. Just don't.

Feel free to add more, and remember, you just aren't as good at this thing as we are. You are a reason this list was made, though you can learn from your mistakes. Safe driving!

There's A Tear In My Beer