Please check out the trailer to our short film, the link will redirect you to youtube until we have the full website up!

www.siximpossiblethingsmovie.com

Thanks!

Director/Writer: Patrick VandenBussche

Producer: Douglas Wagner

Starring: Liat Menna and Jay Laisne

Cinematographer: Shawn Grice

When I have more free time in the future for this thing called the internet, I will re-start up tinydinosaurs. Whatever happens, the site will completely change, I will write about something completely different, and maybe actually have a direction to go in.

Until then, be good to each other, be green, be happy, don’t be scene, be creative, stretch your body, eat healthy, do everything you never did, and above all; never feel like you’re alone.

If you read this blog to see what I am up to, please just drop me a line via whatever mode of communication you prefer. I would love to talk with some old friends.

We visited the last remaining Sambo’s in the world to relish in just how absurd and ridiculous (and not so great at times) the history of America was/is:

Read the history of this restaurant on wiki.

Check out the flickr gallery of our journey. We also saw the largest fig tree in the united states.

Ah Southern California…

Withershins, widdershins: 1) In a direction opposite to the usual; the wrong way. 2) In a direction contrary to the apparent course of the sun (considered unlucky or causing disaster).

I have had a long day. Tomorrow I will be making a journey northward. Tonight I leave you with the term: Hipster Trash (use your imagination on this one) Accent it with the city the trashy uptight hipster lives in to make it even better: LA Hipster Trash, NYC Hipster Trash, DC Hipster Trash, Seattle Hipster trash… and so on. I probably have fallen under the category of hipster trash at some point in my life, if not still…

Add it to the term: dumpster goth.

Now, oxford with some ‘real’ words:

Porret: A young leek or onion.

My favorite voices ever:

Harvey Firestein
Judith Barsi
Jim Varney
Johnny Cash
Jonathan Katz
Brendon Small
H. Jon Benjamin

Cosh: Quiet; snug; trim.

The weather has been beautiful here in Los Angeles now that summer approaches. The riding conditions have been awesome, my ‘ped has been running great at this temperature, and my love for vintage mopeds doesn’t die. Here are a few reasons why I love owning a moped in the ‘states:

-People over 35 ask you where you found “that thing.”

-People under 35 ask, “What kind of bike is that?” or just give you the finger as they pass by when you don’t accelerate over 35mph.

-When pulling into a parking garage, the valet isn’t sure whether he should point you towards the bike rack or the motorcycle/scooter parking.

-125 mpgs !!!

-You can legally take it on bike trails and lanes, and if you’re feeling saucy, the sidewalk.

-Traffic is hardly an issue.

-Any other people on a moped will instantly become your friend, and you already seem to connect on some weird level.

-When you run out of gas, or you break down, you can just pedal it.

-5,000 dollars on a Vespa just doesn’t seem right.

The bike pictured below is the same model I own, however it’s not mine- but you can see mine here

In other news, Danielle brought to my attention The Grilled Cheese Invitational … amazing! I am going… I have to… look at it… grilled cheese!

Also, an interesting story brought to us by Kid British: The honey liquor Bärenjäger is manufactured by a company that used to make bear traps back in the day. Hardcore stuff.

Let’s finish with our Oxford word of the day!

Seron: A bale or package (of exotic products eg. almonds, medicinal bark, cocoa) made up in an animal’s hide.

This moth became our friend for a while. Any idea what kind it is?

Oxford via 1937 helps you through your day:

Bulse: A package of diamonds or gold dust.

In this great city of Los Angeles, people apparently have a problem referring to people’s dogs as their ‘babies’ - if I call the vet, they tell me they can schedule ‘my baby’ in for a Friday visit, when I call the groomers, they ask what kind of breed ‘my baby’ is, when I walk the dog on the street, people ask me how old ‘my baby’ is… OK… my dog is not my baby, my dog is my effen dog. It eats raw meat, relieves itself outside, relishes in smelling horrible, is obsessed over a squeaking rubber small-mouth bass, gets walked on a retractable leash, and is only mildly more intelligent than the average baby.

No, I am afraid ‘my baby’ may have some of these traits, but the biggest trait it will have is being human. So please, silly, childless people of L.A. - refer to my damn dog as MY DOG. Thanks!

My dog… pretty freaking cute, but not a baby by any means:

Falling asleep after a yummy meal of Naturals Best Liver Formula:

And the word of the day is….

Chummy: A chimney-sweeper’s boy.

Till Saturday (or Sunday), goodbye!

Well I have already messed up my plans to update this blog on Saturday and Tuesdays, but I will still work on achieving that goal. As an offer of forgiveness, I will reward you with this picture of my brother and me as children (I am on the left):

Please note the following things:

A) My mom had the idea of mixing Halloween and Christmas far before the film “The Nightmare Before Christmas”

B) Those are actual ornaments from our x-mas tree at the time.. which means we were actually decorated like x-mas tress …. and I can’t remember this happening to me…

C) Is that a My Little Pony dangling from me? Not quite… but maybe that’s what put me on the path of awesomeness. Thanks Mom and Dad.

And our Oxford word of the day is:

sudatorium: A room in which hot-air or steam baths are taken to produce sweating; a sweating-room.

Use the word today and “be excellent to one another.”

To make tinydinosaurs less annoying, I am going to be posting twice a week on the following days:

Tuesdays and Saturdays

I don’t know what time on those days I will post, and I will probably miss post dates, but this is my eventual aim. This way, for those who read this blog periodically, you will know when to come back for a new entry. Worse comes to worse, you will just get a ’word of the day’ instead of the normal oh-so-insightful blog entry. Remember to let me know your blog URL if you wish to be added to my blogroll! I have also added links to ‘locations’ - so if you have a business and you are my friend, let me know, and I will link you there.

See you tomorrow!

-pat