What the Flurge is Going on Here?!

I picked up a new word today: Flurge.

FLURGE v. A cross between flush and purge "I flurged the wax from my ears." Related searches: flurg, flirge, flerge, flerg, flerj flirj Related searches: flurge, flurg, flirge, flerge, flerj.

I was watching SNL last night and thus discovered a new word that I can so happily butcher into my vocabulary cluster-*uck.


The word flurge is obviously fun to say but let's face it; the meaning blows. So let's come up with some new definitions, let's just hope that people catch on.

NEW MEANINGS: EFFECTIVE AS OF NOW

1. FLURGE: A sudden gesture usually executed unexpectedly and intended to scare the crap out of your significant other.
Inflected Form(s): Flurged, Flurging.

2. FLURGE: Expletive slang for having intercourse in public.
Inflected Form(s): Flurged, Flurging.

3. FLURGE: "Your meaning here" - Go ahead, comment a new definition.

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In other news, more relevant to the topic of this blog: Tomorrow I have an interview with a production company in Beverly Hills about an editing position, hopefully this will take me out of my extreme financial situation...not counting on it though. Also will be seeing Choke.

Well, I need to brush up some film school knowledge, don't want to look like an idiot during my interview. Wish me luck because I hate being poor.

Tags:flurge, snl, sarah palin, hilary clinton, tina fey, amy poehler, flerge, definition, words, meanings, hollyweird, editor, job

"FlickrMania" the Third

How's it going folks? Tonight I'm happy to bring you the third installment of the ever so fascinating "Flickrmania" series. This is where you get to see another side of me, essentially a more visual presentation of my work.

Also, I get to kick back and open the photo album...in other words; I'm too lazy at the moment to formulate enough words together for an engaging blog entry, so here's a bunch of photos to keep you interested. HAHA.

Right...just jerking the chain, ladies and sirs. Caring is sharing, so here's another look into my life as an artist. Hope you enjoy and thanks for showing up.

- The photos posted below are samples from the most generalized portfolios in my collection, meaning that these works are not meant to showcase a certain style or classification; it's just all in good fun. -

Not mine but I love dunks. Night!!!

Loneliness: The Not So Silent Killer "Confessions of a Writer"

Hey everybody,

Tonight, I'm going to express my feelings on a particular subject I was hoping would vanish with time. As a matter of fact, I've been thinking of posting my thoughts on this personal issue for quite some time now. But I hesitated. I guess I didn't feel like throwing stones at myself.

Then I thought about it and came to the quick conclusion that: this is my blog - my journal - a diary if you will - my intentions were to expose myself to whoever was interested and more importantly, I needed a creative outlet between my film projects and everything else I was doing in the professional world. Essentially, blogging is a form of therapy. I enjoy writing and lately I've come to embrace it more then I expected to. Of course this is accredit to anyone who has left a positive comment or sent out a friendly e-mail.

What might appear to be an effortless gesture has suddenly became tiny accolades in a sea of uncertainty, in which I'm referring to my becoming of a successful writer/film-maker.

All in all, you guys rock. This is me being real, I'm not trying to patronize any of you. To know that there are some people who actually appreciate your work, whether it be a few to a few hundred...is such a comforting notion!


So now that we got that out of the way. I'd like to comment on something you don't normally see writers talk about. Which is the depression, all of us face (at one point or another) when we're alone, in that dark room focusing on the computer screen, typing away into the wee hours of the night. It happens all the time and it comes in waves. For example: when I wrote the first draft for "Damaged People" a script on which I had no experience on. I locked myself away for an entire month, only surfacing for food and water. Talk about extreme measures, yet the funny thing was...there was no deadline, no studio or producer waiting for a copy, not one person waiting to read what I have just accomplished.

In all honesty, I could have cared less. I felt like I was doing something special, not so much for the project but for myself...and as the last page fell out of my printer, I felt like "Wow, this is the real deal. I just wrote a ****ing screenplay."

After a week or so of some much needed R&R, I felt sullenly aloof to my personal life. There was a disconnection that happened when I was immersed in crafting the script. You can't pin-point the moment of incident, but you can definitely feel it, gradually making us weary. This especially goes for writers who race to meet deadlines. I mean, you get out of it, eventually. That's what friends are for - same goes for family, spouses, boyfriends/girlfriends and little pets that fit the palm of your hand...lol.

The reason I speak about these things; is because I feel like there are hard truths that may seem daunting to confront, but need the attention of the unsuspecting.

Unfortunately at the moment, I'm riding a wave of loneliness that has resulted into a hint of depression and anxiety. As we speak, I'm waiting for the green light on a current project of mine, in which I spent the last few months re-developing.

I feel like I'm desperately chasing cars and because of my inability to nurture a relationship, I feel like I'm going at it alone.

It's hard for me to articulate my feelings and as I said before, everyone looks out a different window, so my experiences are nothing but subjective thoughts against the narrative of a million voices. But I'm vocal so therefore I am...if that makes sense.


About a week ago, I finished watching all the episodes of "The Office" and as I played the season 4 finale, I felt sad...not necessarily because I had ran out of episodes but mainly because I had nobody to share the moment with. I had been too wrapped up in my work, that I completely forgot about my personal life. During the next few days, I was sort of depressed, moping around in my pajamas and sh** I needed a fast kick in the arse. I've been trying some meditation techniques, it helps but still I need a break. Maybe I'll go out and meet someone - or - maybe you can just hook me up with a friend? Doesn't have to be the prettiest girl, just as long as she's semi interesting. I'm joking, just joking.

So yeah, that's it...people get depressed, it's part of life. But, I wanna let you know that writers and in particular - commissioned writers with deadlines - fall into depression quicker then others because of the techniques we utilize to craft our so-called masterpiece. Also, it is my personal and humble opinion that writers are also some of the most under appreciated talents in the industry.

In conclusion, I write because I love to do it. Even more so now that I have found somewhat of an audience. This is not a complaint, or me whining about the obvious, consider it more of a chronicling of the unsaid. These were my intentions. Thank you for reading.

UPDATE 08/30/08: Before commenting or expressing your thoughts on the matter, please understand that sometimes writers can be self-obsessive which is a fault to the many attributes of this profession. I failed to mention the sudden shifts we can go through when exiting a crazy work environment. For instance it's been a week and change since I wrote this piece and now I feel completely different. I took a break and as expected, I'm much more relaxed. Still no cure for my relationship blues but that is irrelevant to what I do professionally. I would like to thank all of you for sending me e-mails and leaving comments, expressing your personal views on the matter. As I said, we are all different in how we handle depression. Some are quicker to realize that our troubles might be minuscule in a grander scheme or some might take depression and loneliness in a whole different manner due to what might be a situation in need of dire recovery. Just stating the obvious. In all actuality, I'm a rather happy individual who thrives on helping others. No shit, lol. If you read the article again, you'll notice that I'm also trying to express my love in regards to my profession and not so much to thrash it. So, it's not all mope and sadness. I just wanted to post (in real time) my thoughts on how I felt at that particular moment, after all this is the forum to do so. Again thanks for the feedback. We're keeping it interesting here. In a second conclusion...I say, people are complex and that is all.



Tags:industry, depression, loneliness, confessions of a writer, general, film, personal, movies, john darko

Returning From VisionFEST

Hey everyone, it's almost 4am and I'm finally unwinding from all the festivities that just happened a few hours ago.

I'm literally falling asleep at the keyboard (occupational hazard #23) so I'll make this one short.

So once again...a big thanks to Sean Hood for the invites. His film Melancholy Baby closed the night, which is fitting for the best in show. Nice work, Sean! Also thanks to Filmmakers Alliance for putting together such a fun ****ing night.

Kevin Smith was cool as always, he was honored with this years vision award. The man is a phenomenal public speaker. Kept me entertained through out his entire speech, which lasted about 20 minutes.

I'm also going to say that during the screenings, I feel asleep twice. There was only about 3 that I really enjoyed. There was this film, I can't remember the name and I'm too lazy to reach for a program...but it was ten minutes of WTF? I can't even tell you what it was about because there was no narrative and sound for that matter. Ugh! I get the whole independent artist thing, ya know? You can be obscure for the sake of art because, I guess it's cool. But geez, this film was really dumb and way too pretentious for it's own good. UPDATE: The name of that film was Removal.

Films selected for screening:
Too Loud A Solitude by Genevieve Anderson (might of been asleep???)
Birthmark by David Woods (it was okay)
Putting A Cigarette Out With Your Feet by Carlo Pangalangan (funny)
A Nice Day For An Earthquake by Antony Berrios (so-so)
Removal by Donal Foreman (wtf!)
Dada by Brad Jones (funny)
Conflicted by Beth Dewey (wtf!)
Melancholy Baby by Sean Hood (great)

The best part of the evening, of course, had to be the after party in the DGA lobby. Free food, booze and a ton of beautiful women to gawk at. Ahhhh, great night!

On a side note: I ran into some familiar faces tonight and let's just say, I'm glad I re-connected with them.

Tags:sean hood, visionfest, 2008, kevin smith, awards show, dga, directors, promo, filmmakers aliance, mike figgis, terry gilliam, wim wenders, allison anders, alexander payne, david o. russell, werner herzog, john darko, coverege, events, director's guild, melancholy baby, after party, gala, fun night

A New Olympic Sport dedicated to Michael Phelps

Here's a little bit of weekend fun and a hint of laziness on my part to form a full blog post.

So I don't normally watch live television. I'll wait until someone tells me enough about a show so much that I'd rather watch the said program then hear my buddy go on about it again. So yeah, I was forced to watch The Office a few months ago and I have been hooked ever since.

I feel like I've been sheltered from one of the world's greatest forms of entertainment. Why didn't someone tell me earlier?

Here's a quick promo for the new season, premiering September 15th.


Fans of the show, check out Rolling Stones top 25 Office moments here and for full episodes check out http://www.nbc.com/The_Office/

To add to my already shameless Office plug, here's my all-time favorite Dwight quote.

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Jim: You work here, don't you want good insurance?

Dwight: Don't need it. Never been sick. Perfect immune system.

Jim: Ok, well if you've never been sick, then you don't have any antibodies.

Dwight: I don't need them. Superior genes. I'm a Schrute...and superior brain-power. Through concentration I can raise and lower my cholesterol at will.

Pam: Why would you want to raise your cholesterol?

Dwight: So I can lower it.

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Alright see you on Monday. I'm sure I'll have something to talk about then. Much love to The Slackmistress and Betheboy for another fun night, HAHA. What is a wenis? Well, I just found out. Please visit their websites, lovely couple. The Slack Daily - Be The Boy. If you guys are reading I had two questions that I wanted to ask but never got around to doing...

1. Why is it, when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him on a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?
2. And why do toasters always have a setting so high that could burn the toast to a horrible crisp, which no decent human being would eat?

It's late...my delirium has gotten the best of me again. Also sorry for screwing up The Flintstones theme song. Hope that made someone laugh.

And thanks to my friends for coming over unexpectedly with booze then setting up a freestyle battle about another poor friends haircut.


Tags:the office, office, season 5, nbc, comedy show, steve carell, rainn wilson, dwight, television, olympics, new olympic sport, slapface, youtube, clips, slackmistress, betheboy, john darko, rap battle, freestyle, wenis, weekend, fun, random, good night

Searching For Bigfoot inc.

Listen up everybody!!!

After years of secret undercover research and multiple attempts at creating a lazer that will shoot through thick layers of fur...I have finally killed the infamous creature; better known as Bigfoot. He was lurking through my neighbor's (The Henderson's) trash can, looking for Sasquatch food, obviously.

I can only suppose that his intention were of ill nature, so without hesitation...I took the sucka down!!! When I approached him with my lazer blazer pistol, he let off an ominous roar that shook the earth, luckily I had on my Tony Hawk helmet cam to report my findings to the C.I.A.

Later research found that the monster was in an intense confused state of shock and it kind of sounded like he said "huh?" when I first discovered him.

So, ominous roar versus a confused "huh?" you decide. Go watch Strange Wilderness, a movie that ripped on my actual discoveries. My father was a cryptozoologist, he would of been proud.


Alright, you got me!!! I lied. So what? I guess someone has actually claimed to have caught Bigfoot, this might be interesting. I want to see the proof...and what's with "Searching For Bigfoot inc." I found that phrase "smack dab" in the google trends page and I thought it would be a blast to start a blog post this way. HAHA.

I'd like to think this is what Bigfoot really looks like.

Enough of our beloved and misunderstood Sasquatch friend. So, I originally intended to post somewhat of a sneak preview to the merchandise I have been designing exclusively for this website. Check out the photos below...remember, this is just a sneak preview, meaning; this is just a taste of some of the wonderful designs coming from my basement.


There ya have it, stay tuned for further updates on Bigfoot and www.johndarko.com merchandise. This is another random post sponsored by my late night delirium. You should try it.

Hope the cheap SEO tactics work. For all you unsuspecting visitors hoping for Bigfoot news, my name is John Darko and I'm a film-maker. Can you believe it? HAHA. Good night!

P.S.
For more serious conversations please see everything below...or to the right...there is a fancy tab labeled recommended reading, check it out.


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