The Buddie x Jason
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January 30, 2009
8:02 pm



I started playing this new game with The Buddie. It’s called, “Take the Decoy Pants off.”
The rules and objectives are as follows:
MY GOAL: Fashion the Decoy Pants around The Buddie w/out him being able to take it off.
THE BUDDIE’S GOAL: Take the Decoy Pants off.
RULE #1: I can’t tie it the same way twice.
RULE #2: The Buddie’s not allowed to bark at me while I’m eating.
He won the first few rounds but by Round #4, it was very clear who the champion of the evening was going to be; the one with identical colored eyes, that’s who.
Aside from playing this game with The Buddie, I also gave my portfolio a much needed face lift. I’ve been wanting to do it for quite some time now and I finally buckled down and got it done. FrancisDelapena.com has a new look for December 2008!
I haven’t edited a video in almost a year, so it was fun playing around with this. I’m not a pro at it but I like to pretend. This video in particular was self-filmed in Long Beach, over the span of three days and edited in one. I tend to lean more towards the self-filmed edits because it gives me 100% control over everything. Plus, it lets me take as much time as I want entertaining myself with silly little things…
The first day involved a crack in the sidewalk and a fire hydrant. The second day involved curb cuts, alleyways, slides and riding between drips of rain. The third day involved a flat-tire trying to hop up an unlucky 7-stair. I’ve pulled it once before, slightly intoxicated, but each time after that first, a tube always gets claimed. It’s the stairs in the 360 clip.
The music is 36-24-36, by the Violent Femmes. I was looking for something short and sweet and that song best fit the bill. The lyrics are kinda silly, but so is the entire video. I found the song on a CD a friend gave me from over 5 years ago. It was filled with Violent Femmes albums and pornography…

Buddie, my dog, likes to play practical jokes on me. Before I left the house this morning, he thought it’d be funny to hide his slobbery chew toy inside of my laptop bag. I didn’t find out about it until now. The little bastard got me good.