Take it in the teeth.

Last week, I botched up sound on a video job with a high profile client.

I cried about it. Literally.

It hurt me so much and I fretted it as if this was the worst thing that has ever happened. I hired a pro, I mean an award winning sound engineer, and asked him to help.

What happened, you ask? Well, I’ll tell you.

On set, I left one piece out of a puzzle to make the sound perfect. It was a wire. And that wire was all that was left out of two cameras, lights and a prompter.

Anyone who knows production, understands that video production isn’t usually a one-person job. I’ve spoiled this client to think I can do two-camera work with only one dude. Typically, there’s one person to do teleprompter, one person for each of the cameras, and one more person to help with sound and lights.

Tina worked the job with me, but she was on teleprompter.

Regardless of how many people worked, I fucked up the sound.

I figured out I screwed up while I was striking my equipment, but by then it was too late. The client was the president of the company. He wanted to run off to his next meeting.

On the way home, I hooked my laptop audio into the car’s sound system and started editing sound. I knew I needed help.

I sent it to a friend who knows sound and then I sent it to a pro and said, “No holds barred. Whatever you need to charge me, you’ve got carte blanche.”

After much deliberation and tweaking, I sent the file today thinking I was in a good spot. My cleint called and said it was not good enough. “It’s not professional.”

Those words sting like a hundred bees attacking your naked body.

So tomorrow, yes Wednesdog, I’m going to make good on the failure. Well, I think I am anyway. I haven’t yet heard back from the client.

But I’m packed up ready to go. Hoping she’ll give the green light.

In the meantime, I trust you’ll have a great Wednesdog. I have a couple shots to post. But you should send me some shots just in case. Maybe I need something for next week.


Well [spit, ding] your argument is water tight! I *will* come back to church …

In a letter from Pastor Burke “Slim” Shade-y of Cornerstone Reformed Church in Carbondale, IL, the pastor told a congregation member that he’s not only excommunicated but not considered a Christian anymore.

The best part, he writes, “we are handing you over to Satan and his kingdom of darkness, in hopes that you will come to your senses, repent, and return.”

Well, put it that way, and I’ll enjoy me some Satanic darkness, thank you very much.


The house is a mess, but the kids are cute

We’re celebrating November first with this astonishing moment in time captured on digital film.

Talulah and Zoe weren’t just near each other, but they were sleeping near each other.

I’m rushing to complete some deadlines, so thanks for you patience around here. I’m posting as I get time while stuff is rendering.



7 Billion: How Did We Get So Big So Fast?

You can say you heard it here second, maybe third.

Uploaded by  on Oct 31, 2011

It was just over two centuries ago that the global population was 1 billion — in 1804. But better medicine and improved agriculture resulted in higher life expectancy for children, dramatically increasing the world population, especially in the West.

As higher standards of living and better health care are reaching more parts of the world, the rates of fertility — and population growth — have started to slow down, though the population will continue to grow for the foreseeable future.

U.N. forecasts suggest the world population could hit a peak of 10.1 billion by 2100 before beginning to decline. But exact numbers are hard to come by — just small variations in fertility rates could mean a population of 15 billion by the end of the century.

Produced by Adam Cole
Cinematography by Maggie Starbard