This is an odd announcement, but I think I have found my calling in life. I want to be copyright lawyer. Note to Walt. I am not imitating you.

Normally I wouldn't link to porn, but this is a special case. This is the first time I have run into pornographic material on a blog on blogspot. In fact, I haven't really seen porn any blogs at all. I was thinking that porn would violate the blogspot user agreement. I guess not. I wonder what his PageRank is?

I wanted to say something about the guys they arrested for the sniper murders. They're BLACK! I keep looking at their pictures looking for white skin.

I just realized why people don't visit my site. PageRank! My PageRank is zero!

This is a bad idea. I would credit Espn.com, but they don't really seem to have a real website. The final url that you end up with is just too ugly for my taste.

I just read this editorial from Michael Kinsley. The contempt for President Bush he feels is palpable in this piece. I don't think Michael Kinsley is capable of writing about President Bush in an objective manner. Kinsley tries to soften the blow and make his conspiracy mongering more respectable towards the end, but his words are insecere. That he subtly invokes his own Jewishness to shield himself, makes his arguments even more repugnant to me.
I am forced to admit thatthe charge that oil is a concern is most likely right. I see nothing wrong with this though. I do take offense at Mr. Kinsley's implicit charges of conspiracy. I wish I could tell him directly. I don't know why I am so angry. He doesn't claim to be objective.

So what's the plan? I'll proceed on two fronts, working in gaming and starting this oganization. First the games:

1. Revise resume
   
2. Compile list of Dallas area game companies that interest me.
   
3. Write individual letters to each one expressing interest in an unpaid internship.
   
4. Code technology demo to demonstrate skills
   
5. Begin compiling portfolio of work.
   

For the non-profit organization I will proceed like so:

1. Check availability of domain names.
   
2. Consult Lawyer.
   
3. Register as a non-profit organization.
   
4. Purchase Domain.
   
5. Build organization website. (includes finding hosting)
   
6. Write promotoional literature.
   
7. Solicit donations.
   
8. Build database of copyrighted material.
   

So which one do I do first? Look for domain names. it's easiest.

Here's a little something I wrote in my notebook about my nonprofit organization idea:

PublicCopyright.org is a non-profit repostory of expired copyrights and a purchaser of of copyrights for redistribution at cost or free to the public.
For Profit companies may buy nonexclusive access to copyrighted material .
PublicCopyright.org's primary mission will be maintenance will be maintenance of a searchable database for public use for free at least at a low cost. In addition, PublicCopyright.org will provide copyright material in a physical form on request at cost, low price, or free. Private for-profit companies will be able to acquire non-exclusive access to copyrights for a fee.

My idea is to manage copyrights for the public good. Extension of the time that copyrights maybe held has the effect of keeping information out of the public domain. Extending copyrights benefits Hollywood and the record industry and a few private individuals but for the most part no one else. I am afraid that many lesser known works will slide into oblivion because the original copyright holders will die or slip into obscurity, depriving the public of work that would normally have been in the public domain. I intend to purchase older copyrights, solicit donation of copyrights, and provide cheap access to the public. The organization will allow any non-commercial use of the copyrights for free. Commerical use will require special agreements. Once a copyright is purchased, it will not be resold. The organization may retain the rights to the copyright until it lapses into the public domain. The organization may also charge fees to recoup the cost of purchasing the copyright and maintenance of the database.

Quick highlights from my life between posts.

1. First Paycheck from DISD!
   
2. Taught at Thomas Marsh Middle School Wednesday
   
3. Saw a dude on the bus with staples in his head
   

My life needs more excitement...
I have two ideas I am going to pursue:

1. Unpaid internships in the gaming industry.
   
2. A non profit copyright management organization
   

Funny quote from Slate magazine's messageboard

Since when did Conservative Christian Corporate America (Coors surely falls within that realm) start sponsoring incestuous group sex, or at least the heavy suggestion of it? I mean, I'm not going to say it's necessarily a bad thing, but it does seem like a radical departure …

The post...

I just found out that a friend's daughter has just been diagnosed with a brain tumor. I am not much for prayer, and I don't know what you believe, but it seems that prayer would be appropriate right now. She's 13.

Clarification, I don't like giving women relationship advice. I don't want to be anybody's gay boyfriend. Not that there is anything wrong with that.
The problem is that, I am finding that I have been tempted lately tell the girls to just dump their deadbeat boyfriends and just hang out with me. Not in so many words, but...

I have been worried about a quality dropoff in my writing for the blog for a while due to boredom and involvement in outside activities, but I have decided that it's ok. I am going to be gleefully mediocre.
One thing I have learned in my short life about relationships is that you must be happy by yourself before you can be happy in a relationship. The other thing I have learned is that I don't like giving advice. I want to be the person causing someone else to seek advice. I don't want to ask for it and I don't want to be anyone's shoulder to cry on. Well at least till I have made somebody cry. (That sounds perfectly awful I know)

Fighting writer's block. :( More tomorrow after the Cowboys game. Maybe if I keep working on different things I'll get through it. I think I need to quit copping out and just try to work through my writers block.

A snippet from another script I am writing:

“EMMY’S ADVENTURES IN PADRE”



A screenplay by

Idahosa I. O. Edokpayi

















O2Cool Games Software FIRST DRAFT
11311 Idontlivehere Dr. August 9, 2002
Dallas, TX, 75217


"EMMY’S ADVENTURES IN PADRE"
FADE IN:
EXT. SUBURBAN DALLAS NEIGHBORHOOD – NIGHT
We’re in front of a nice house in a Lake Highlands. Not as nice as Highland Park but well to do just the same. Many cars line the street in front of one house in particular. The lights are on and we can see shadows of people moving through the windows. One window in particular draws our attention and we move closer till…
INT. WILD PARTY IN HOUSE – NIGHT
BOOM! We’re inside and we’re in your parent’s worse nightmare. Mom and Dad are gone and the kids are living la vida loca. There are decorations on the wall, a Christmas tree, lights, a DJ, and astounding quantities of alcohol. College students stumble around drunkenly, dancing or at last attempting to, all to the DJ’s deafening beats. People are making out and one couple in particular is getting increasingly intense in their affections. They get crazy, find a bedroom, and close the door.
INT. WILD PARTY BEDROOM – NIGHT
The couple continues to make out sidestepping slowly till they hit a bed. The bed trips them and they fall sideways into the bed. The girl rolls over on top and props herself up on her hands and knees. She drops her head as if to kiss him again but stops.
KELLY
Are we about to have sex?
EMMY
I sure hope so!
Kelly leans into him brushing her lips over his as she leans closer to his ear.
KELLY
(whispering)
Only in your dreams…
INT. SAME HOUSE LIVING ROOM LATE FEBURARY – DAY
Emmy lounges on the couch watching television during the day when he should be in class. The phone rings and he answers. It’s Kelly!
EMMY
Hi.
INT. KELLY’S APARTMENT DAY
Kelly’s lying on her couch in a college logo t-shirt, short-shorts, and ankle socks – typical dorm room wear. Her feet are up on the arm rest and she’s cradling the phone in the crook of her neck. She’s twirling a finger in her hair. A huge poster adorns the wall behind her.
KELLY
Hi.
INT. SAME HOUSE LIVING ROOM LATE FEBURARY – DAY
Emmy is up now, striding to his bedroom.
EMMY
(Gruffly)
Whatcha want?
INT. KELLY’S APARTMENT DAY
KELLY
(tenatively)
Well I was wondering… I am going to Padre Island for Spring Break and I was wondering if you wanted to go?
INT. SAME HOUSE LIVING ROOM LATE FEBURARY – DAY
Emmy’s reached his room and he picks up a miniature soccer ball.
EMMY
So you can leave me with a hard-on every night for a week instead of just at Christmas parties once a year?
INT. KELLY’S APARTMENT - DAY
KELLY
(frowns)
No, because we’re renting a beach house and had some people back out.
INT. SAME HOUSE LIVING ROOM LATE FEBURARY – DAY
Now Emmy’s in the den and he’s juggling the soccer ball. The ball bounces off his thighs, his feet, and his head all with the phone clamped to his ear.
EMMY
(concentrating)
Who’s we?
INT. KELLY’S APARTMENT – DAY
KELLY
(bites her lip)
Me and some of my sorority sisters.
INT. SAME HOUSE LIVING ROOM LATE FEBURARY – DAY
Emmy still has the ball in the air, but now’s he sweating a little.
EMMY
How many are going?
INT. KELLY’S APARTMENT - DAY
KELLY
(Crossing her fingers)
13, all from the sorority.
INT. SAME HOUSE LIVING ROOM LATE FEBURARY – DAY
Emmy drops the ball.
EMMY
(incredulously)
Is this some kind of joke?
MONTAGE – ROAD TRIP SEQUENCE
A) A tiny car drives over a map of Texas tracing a path toward Padre Island.
B) downtown Dallas
C) state capitol in Austin
D) Highway sign indicating San Antonio
E) Highway sign indicating Kingsville
F) Highway sign indicating Harlingen
G) Highway sign indicating Port Isabel
EXT. ROAD AN HOUR OUTSIDE OF PORT ISABEL
Emmy’s driving and is clearly tired. Everybody else is asleep and the car is cramped. His eyes droop and he begins to slump and falls asleep at the wheel. The car begins to drift into the opposite lane and into the path of a huge semi bearing down on Emmy’s car fast. The trailer blasts its horn and Emmy is jolted awake. He reacts quickly and the car swerves away from the semi but towards a heavy wooden gate. Emmy throws his hands up over his face and screams…
INT. INSIDE THE CAR
Emmy is covering his face and his mouth is frozen in a ring of horror. He isn’t dead however. He lowers his arms and looks to see Kelly in the Driver’s seat smiling at him.
KELLY
That was a long nap. Have any good dreams.
Emmy
(mumbling)
Something like that.

The money train gets rolling Wednesday. When it arrives I am not sure. I am officially down to my last dollar. The problem is that several people have laid claim to the next few hundred dollars. I am going to dig through my files and find something else old that I've written to post after I get up.

This is the type of thing that makes you do a double take. Scored the link from the Shack.

I have an idea for my employment. I work three days a week as a substitute teacher, say Monday, Thursday and Friday. I work as a waiter or some retail job on Saturday and maybe even Sunday. Tuesday and Wednesday I work for free as an intern at a company in an industry I'd like to be in. Sound good? It does sound like I'll be very tired all the time.

A kid at Kimball High told me an interesting story today about a girl who went into the boys lockerroom. She had sex with 15 boys one after the other. Somehow, I don't think any of the other teachers have heard that story. The girl got caught too. The other girls ratted her out, probably for sleeping with their boyfriends.

I couldn't resist posting this link and this quote:

A young woman raised her hand. "Professor Pinker?" Yes? I said. "I'd rather be a happy pig." Other hands shot up. "Me too!" "Same here!" "Pig!" "Pig!" "Pig!"

From the happy liberal folks at Slate.