Re: What a Weekend!
- Original Message - From: Boris Liberman bori...@gmail.com To: Pentax-Discuss Mail List pdml@pdml.net Sent: Sunday, May 23, 2010 3:45 AM Subject: Re: What a Weekend! Thanks, Christine. That was a great way to recollect my fresh memories. But I am thinking that I swore in English really, and that I used the f-word... How otherwise you would have understood that I swore? ;-) 1) You can always tell when someone is swearing even if you don't know the language. 2) You shouldn't read the story so literally :-). Cheers, Christine -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions.
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Thanks, Christine. That was a great way to recollect my fresh memories. But I am thinking that I swore in English really, and that I used the f-word... How otherwise you would have understood that I swore? ;-) Boris -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions.
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Nice story. Thanks for sharing. Wish I could have been there. Paul On May 21, 2010, at 3:25 AM, Christine Aguila wrote: Now that work has let up, I'd like to share a few thoughts. 1) I'd like to say big thanks for all the kind words about the exhibit and reception etc. I'm glad everyone had a good time and is generally pleased with the gallery. Just a FYI, two colleagues from work went to DANK last Thursday. They had nothing but great things to say about the pictures they saw. 2) My husband, Darrel, I did our best to get our friends and family out to help support the exhibit, and a good many of them showed up, which was great, but at the reception we received sad news about a dear friend, which put the two of us on the edge of tears, but we were able to rally back. Two of my oldest girl friends came in from the far northern suburbs, and visiting with them led to giggles and stories from memory lane--a lot of those stories I'd like to forget. And work colleagues came, and I suspect a few more will go in the weeks ahead. My mom and dad came, and I had to stop my mom from walking off with one of the PDML annuals. She thought it was a give-away. My sibs came; the only one that didn't show was my eldest nephew, but since it was his prom night, I didn't make much of a fuss over his no-show. He sent me a text message, have a good time at ur thing 2night. Darrel I didn't leave DANK until maybe 1am. 3) Then I got up to meet folks at the Art Institute, which was a great idea. At the Eggelston exhibit, Chris Mitchell was bombarded with questions from a woman who self-identified herself as someone who doesn't know anything about photography. Chris found himself explaining depth of field and why there was more of it in some photos and less of it in others. I'm happy to report, Chris was courteous and patient. 4) After the Art Institute, Boris, Jostein, Sasha, Larry, Miserere, and I went to the Russian Tea Room, but before going, Boris and Sasha argued about which Russian Tea was the best, and it ended with Boris swearing at Sasha in Russian. Everyone agreed that this little set-to made our Russian lunch more authentic. We let the two Russians pick our after lunch tea. Boris said it was too heavy on the smoky bit and too light on the black tea part, but he said the food was good, so we all decided we liked our lunch. At lunch Sasha showed us some of his prints which were great, and we had a look-see at Jostein's photo book from Antarctica, which was great as well. 5) After the Russian Tea room, we just romped in the park a bit, then it was time to eat again--this time pizza, which was good, and it was fun to visit. 6) After pizza, good-bys were said to some, and it was another romp in the park for others, but folks complained the music was too loud, and we headed for Miller's Pub--finally, a chance to relax. I had a very stiff scotch, a few smokes with Doug, and conversation with any PDMLer who was willing. Then the calling hour came and my last good-by was to Miserere. The PDMLers were gone, and I was alone. I moseyed back over to the Art Institute, sat on the steps, and called my husband. While I waited for him, a woman walked by with her dog. It was a handsome dog. He sniffed about my shoes. I asked the woman if she knew the time. I asked for the name of the dog--Spot something. Some comments about it being a nice night were exchanged, and soon the two of them strolled off. I then began to wish for a tripod. Had I one, I would have taken a self-portrait of me alone on the steps of the Art Institute--hell, I'd come full circle, hadn't I? Cheers, Christine -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions. -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions.
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What a nice report, Christine. Didn't know there was now a Russian Tea Room in Chicago . Wish I'd chatted up Darrell more, too. And met your parents -- though maybe I did - things were blurry that night and I dont even drink. Hugs, ann Christine Aguila wrote: Now that work has let up, I'd like to share a few thoughts. 1) I'd like to say big thanks for all the kind words about the exhibit and reception etc. I'm glad everyone had a good time and is generally pleased with the gallery. Just a FYI, two colleagues from work went to DANK last Thursday. They had nothing but great things to say about the pictures they saw. 2) My husband, Darrel, I did our best to get our friends and family out to help support the exhibit, and a good many of them showed up, which was great, but at the reception we received sad news about a dear friend, which put the two of us on the edge of tears, but we were able to rally back. Two of my oldest girl friends came in from the far northern suburbs, and visiting with them led to giggles and stories from memory lane--a lot of those stories I'd like to forget. And work colleagues came, and I suspect a few more will go in the weeks ahead. My mom and dad came, and I had to stop my mom from walking off with one of the PDML annuals. She thought it was a give-away. My sibs came; the only one that didn't show was my eldest nephew, but since it was his prom night, I didn't make much of a fuss over his no-show. He sent me a text message, have a good time at ur thing 2night. Darrel I didn't leave DANK until maybe 1am. 3) Then I got up to meet folks at the Art Institute, which was a great idea. At the Eggelston exhibit, Chris Mitchell was bombarded with questions from a woman who self-identified herself as someone who doesn't know anything about photography. Chris found himself explaining depth of field and why there was more of it in some photos and less of it in others. I'm happy to report, Chris was courteous and patient. 4) After the Art Institute, Boris, Jostein, Sasha, Larry, Miserere, and I went to the Russian Tea Room, but before going, Boris and Sasha argued about which Russian Tea was the best, and it ended with Boris swearing at Sasha in Russian. Everyone agreed that this little set-to made our Russian lunch more authentic. We let the two Russians pick our after lunch tea. Boris said it was too heavy on the smoky bit and too light on the black tea part, but he said the food was good, so we all decided we liked our lunch. At lunch Sasha showed us some of his prints which were great, and we had a look-see at Jostein's photo book from Antarctica, which was great as well. 5) After the Russian Tea room, we just romped in the park a bit, then it was time to eat again--this time pizza, which was good, and it was fun to visit. 6) After pizza, good-bys were said to some, and it was another romp in the park for others, but folks complained the music was too loud, and we headed for Miller's Pub--finally, a chance to relax. I had a very stiff scotch, a few smokes with Doug, and conversation with any PDMLer who was willing. Then the calling hour came and my last good-by was to Miserere. The PDMLers were gone, and I was alone. I moseyed back over to the Art Institute, sat on the steps, and called my husband. While I waited for him, a woman walked by with her dog. It was a handsome dog. He sniffed about my shoes. I asked the woman if she knew the time. I asked for the name of the dog--Spot something. Some comments about it being a nice night were exchanged, and soon the two of them strolled off. I then began to wish for a tripod. Had I one, I would have taken a self-portrait of me alone on the steps of the Art Institute--hell, I'd come full circle, hadn't I? Cheers, Christine -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions.
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Christine, Wow, I missed Darrel entirely! Tell him Sorry. I enjoyed meeting your Mom, Dad, sister, and sister-in-law. It was a fun weekend. I have really enjoyed seeing people's pictures. Regards, Bob S. On Fri, May 21, 2010 at 2:25 AM, Christine Aguila cagu...@earthlink.net wrote: Now that work has let up, I'd like to share a few thoughts. 1) I'd like to say big thanks for all the kind words about the exhibit and reception etc. I'm glad everyone had a good time and is generally pleased with the gallery. Just a FYI, two colleagues from work went to DANK last Thursday. They had nothing but great things to say about the pictures they saw. 2) My husband, Darrel, I did our best to get our friends and family out to help support the exhibit, and a good many of them showed up, which was great, but at the reception we received sad news about a dear friend, which put the two of us on the edge of tears, but we were able to rally back. Two of my oldest girl friends came in from the far northern suburbs, and visiting with them led to giggles and stories from memory lane--a lot of those stories I'd like to forget. And work colleagues came, and I suspect a few more will go in the weeks ahead. My mom and dad came, and I had to stop my mom from walking off with one of the PDML annuals. She thought it was a give-away. My sibs came; the only one that didn't show was my eldest nephew, but since it was his prom night, I didn't make much of a fuss over his no-show. He sent me a text message, have a good time at ur thing 2night. Darrel I didn't leave DANK until maybe 1am. 3) Then I got up to meet folks at the Art Institute, which was a great idea. At the Eggelston exhibit, Chris Mitchell was bombarded with questions from a woman who self-identified herself as someone who doesn't know anything about photography. Chris found himself explaining depth of field and why there was more of it in some photos and less of it in others. I'm happy to report, Chris was courteous and patient. 4) After the Art Institute, Boris, Jostein, Sasha, Larry, Miserere, and I went to the Russian Tea Room, but before going, Boris and Sasha argued about which Russian Tea was the best, and it ended with Boris swearing at Sasha in Russian. Everyone agreed that this little set-to made our Russian lunch more authentic. We let the two Russians pick our after lunch tea. Boris said it was too heavy on the smoky bit and too light on the black tea part, but he said the food was good, so we all decided we liked our lunch. At lunch Sasha showed us some of his prints which were great, and we had a look-see at Jostein's photo book from Antarctica, which was great as well. 5) After the Russian Tea room, we just romped in the park a bit, then it was time to eat again--this time pizza, which was good, and it was fun to visit. 6) After pizza, good-bys were said to some, and it was another romp in the park for others, but folks complained the music was too loud, and we headed for Miller's Pub--finally, a chance to relax. I had a very stiff scotch, a few smokes with Doug, and conversation with any PDMLer who was willing. Then the calling hour came and my last good-by was to Miserere. The PDMLers were gone, and I was alone. I moseyed back over to the Art Institute, sat on the steps, and called my husband. While I waited for him, a woman walked by with her dog. It was a handsome dog. He sniffed about my shoes. I asked the woman if she knew the time. I asked for the name of the dog--Spot something. Some comments about it being a nice night were exchanged, and soon the two of them strolled off. I then began to wish for a tripod. Had I one, I would have taken a self-portrait of me alone on the steps of the Art Institute--hell, I'd come full circle, hadn't I? Cheers, Christine -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions. -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions.
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Thanks Christine, very nice read! --Sasha On Fri, May 21, 2010 at 7:05 AM, Bob Sullivan rf.sulli...@gmail.com wrote: Christine, Wow, I missed Darrel entirely! Tell him Sorry. I enjoyed meeting your Mom, Dad, sister, and sister-in-law. It was a fun weekend. I have really enjoyed seeing people's pictures. Regards, Bob S. On Fri, May 21, 2010 at 2:25 AM, Christine Aguila cagu...@earthlink.net wrote: Now that work has let up, I'd like to share a few thoughts. 1) I'd like to say big thanks for all the kind words about the exhibit and reception etc. I'm glad everyone had a good time and is generally pleased with the gallery. Just a FYI, two colleagues from work went to DANK last Thursday. They had nothing but great things to say about the pictures they saw. 2) My husband, Darrel, I did our best to get our friends and family out to help support the exhibit, and a good many of them showed up, which was great, but at the reception we received sad news about a dear friend, which put the two of us on the edge of tears, but we were able to rally back. Two of my oldest girl friends came in from the far northern suburbs, and visiting with them led to giggles and stories from memory lane--a lot of those stories I'd like to forget. And work colleagues came, and I suspect a few more will go in the weeks ahead. My mom and dad came, and I had to stop my mom from walking off with one of the PDML annuals. She thought it was a give-away. My sibs came; the only one that didn't show was my eldest nephew, but since it was his prom night, I didn't make much of a fuss over his no-show. He sent me a text message, have a good time at ur thing 2night. Darrel I didn't leave DANK until maybe 1am. 3) Then I got up to meet folks at the Art Institute, which was a great idea. At the Eggelston exhibit, Chris Mitchell was bombarded with questions from a woman who self-identified herself as someone who doesn't know anything about photography. Chris found himself explaining depth of field and why there was more of it in some photos and less of it in others. I'm happy to report, Chris was courteous and patient. 4) After the Art Institute, Boris, Jostein, Sasha, Larry, Miserere, and I went to the Russian Tea Room, but before going, Boris and Sasha argued about which Russian Tea was the best, and it ended with Boris swearing at Sasha in Russian. Everyone agreed that this little set-to made our Russian lunch more authentic. We let the two Russians pick our after lunch tea. Boris said it was too heavy on the smoky bit and too light on the black tea part, but he said the food was good, so we all decided we liked our lunch. At lunch Sasha showed us some of his prints which were great, and we had a look-see at Jostein's photo book from Antarctica, which was great as well. 5) After the Russian Tea room, we just romped in the park a bit, then it was time to eat again--this time pizza, which was good, and it was fun to visit. 6) After pizza, good-bys were said to some, and it was another romp in the park for others, but folks complained the music was too loud, and we headed for Miller's Pub--finally, a chance to relax. I had a very stiff scotch, a few smokes with Doug, and conversation with any PDMLer who was willing. Then the calling hour came and my last good-by was to Miserere. The PDMLers were gone, and I was alone. I moseyed back over to the Art Institute, sat on the steps, and called my husband. While I waited for him, a woman walked by with her dog. It was a handsome dog. He sniffed about my shoes. I asked the woman if she knew the time. I asked for the name of the dog--Spot something. Some comments about it being a nice night were exchanged, and soon the two of them strolled off. I then began to wish for a tripod. Had I one, I would have taken a self-portrait of me alone on the steps of the Art Institute--hell, I'd come full circle, hadn't I? Cheers, Christine -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions. -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions. -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions.
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From: Bob Sullivan rf.sulli...@gmail.com Christine, Wow, I missed Darrel entirely! Tell him Sorry. Understandable, he doesn't really stand out in a crowd :-). cheers, christine -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions.
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- Original Message - From: paul stenquist pnstenqu...@comcast.net Wish I could have been there. Not to worry, Paul. The next party's at your house, remember? Cheers, Christine -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions.
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Ouch! I thought you weren't supposed to be lawyering. You drive a hard bargain though. For 20% I'll let you film Tom watching my kids break his gear ;) Cory Would love to be an assistant but draws the line at calling anyone honey. Well, except the wife but...you know. - Original Message - From: frank theriault [EMAIL PROTECTED] To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Sent: Tuesday, September 02, 2003 9:39 PM Subject: Re: What a weekend Cory, I'll agree that you planted a seed, however you were just talking about filming Tom for use in some silly blooper or American Home Video type of show. It sounded to me like a single segment, or at most, a one-time special. I mean, hell, I thought you were talking about putting this stuff on tape for sale on eBay, or maybe just to pass around to PDML members or something! There's a pretty big jump from your rudimentary, sketchy ramblings to my full-blown and well-developed idea for a complete reality series. You seem to be suggesting something analogous to paying the Wright Brothers' decendents commissions on every Boeing 767 sold today. I mean, sure they were there at the beginning, but what have they done lately, ya know what I mean? I'll tell you what, Cory. I'll cut you in for 10% of my share, just because I like you. But, for that, I'll need a personal assistant. g cheers, frank [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: Take a number buddy, that was MY idea :) Cory ;) -- Jazz is about capturing the moment -Herbie Hancock --- Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com). Version: 6.0.515 / Virus Database: 313 - Release Date: 9/1/2003
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I'll tell you what, Cory. I'll cut you in for 10% of my share, just because I like you. But, for that, I'll need a personal assistant. g You'll need a cameraman, Frank. And pots of money. Cheers, Cotty ___/\__ || (O) | People, Places, Pastiche ||=| www.macads.co.uk/snaps _ Free UK Mac Ads www.macads.co.uk
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Christian Skofteland [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: Thomas VanVeen: Behind the Camera Thomas VanVeen: Somewhere near the Camera, watching helplessly as it tumbles out of the hands of his latest assistant -- Mark Roberts Photography and writing www.robertstech.com
RE: What a weekend
-Original Message- From: Collin Brendemuehl [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] We ended up going to NY Pennsylvania instead of VA. The weather report said it would be sunny in the north. But ... Little or no sunshine Lots of rain. Wah. I fell off a bridge, had a drunk bride spill champagne on my camera, had a redneck assistant call me honey in front of a client, and got served a box lunch. Oh, then the power went out. tv
Re: What a weekend
- Original Message - From: tom [EMAIL PROTECTED] Wah. I fell off a bridge, Is the equipment abusing you now? had a drunk bride spill champagne on my camera, Is there any other kind of bride? had a redneck assistant call me honey in front of a client, Scraping the bottom of the barrel? and got served a box lunch. Oh! The horror! Oh, then the power went out. Wah ;-) Christian
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Maybe you should consider using an agency to screen your assistant applicants? Collin Date: Tue, 2 Sep 2003 09:50:50 -0400 From: tom [EMAIL PROTECTED] Wah. I fell off a bridge, had a drunk bride spill champagne on my camera, had a redneck assistant call me honey in front of a client, and got served a box lunch. Oh, then the power went out. tv -- -- Collin Brendemuehl KC8TKA The problems are so over-rated. -- Petula Clark --
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tom [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: I fell off a bridge, had a drunk bride spill champagne on my camera, had a redneck assistant call me honey in front of a client, and got served a box lunch. Oh, then the power went out. OK. Everything else is pretty self-explanatory. But fell off a bridge??? -- Mark Roberts Photography and writing www.robertstech.com
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TV wrote: Wah. I fell off a bridge, had a drunk bride spill champagne on my camera, had a redneck assistant call me honey in front of a client, and got served a box lunch. Oh, then the power went out. Thanks for reminding me why I don't do weddings anymore. PS I at least hope that the assistant that called you honey was a woman :) Butch Each man had only one genuine vocation - to find the way to himself. Hermann Hess (Demian)
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So you're doing your own repairs now, (although I must say the technique seems a bit inefficient...) At 01:03 PM 9/2/03 -0400, you wrote: -Original Message- From: Mark Roberts [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] OK. Everything else is pretty self-explanatory. But fell off a bridge??? Well, actually, it was the top of a lock on a canal. Couple wanted a shot on a bridge, I saw the lock, figured I'd get a shot from there, started to walk across the top, slipped. First I hit my ribs, then my chin. Probably hit the camera at the same time as the chin. Vertical shutter button is now iffy, but the lcd that hadn't been working started to work again. tv To grasp the true meaning of socialism, imagine a world where everything is designed by the post office, even the sleaze. O'Rourke, P.J.
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Sorry to hear this. Was this the 10D you abused? And I'm not laughing. Really. Not even a little. Seriously. Steve [EMAIL PROTECTED] 09/02/03 01:03PM -Original Message- From: Mark Roberts [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] OK. Everything else is pretty self-explanatory. But fell off a bridge??? Well, actually, it was the top of a lock on a canal. Couple wanted a shot on a bridge, I saw the lock, figured I'd get a shot from there, started to walk across the top, slipped. First I hit my ribs, then my chin. Probably hit the camera at the same time as the chin. Vertical shutter button is now iffy, but the lcd that hadn't been working started to work again. tv
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Tom, You need to have a video camera trained on you at all times while working. I'd certainly buy the TV version of funniest home videos. Cory - Original Message - From: tom [EMAIL PROTECTED] To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Sent: Tuesday, September 02, 2003 9:50 AM Subject: RE: What a weekend -Original Message- From: Collin Brendemuehl [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] We ended up going to NY Pennsylvania instead of VA. The weather report said it would be sunny in the north. But ... Little or no sunshine Lots of rain. Wah. I fell off a bridge, had a drunk bride spill champagne on my camera, had a redneck assistant call me honey in front of a client, and got served a box lunch. Oh, then the power went out. tv --- Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com). Version: 6.0.515 / Virus Database: 313 - Release Date: 9/1/2003
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DO I SEE A NEW REALITY SERIES HERE? Oh my god, if the world is happy to waste it's time watching The Amazing Race, The Bachelor, Fear Factor, Survivor, wait until they see: Tom Van Veen's Wedding Photog Diaries! You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll go to the fridge for another beer. What piece of equipment will be dropped this week, and by whom? And, on what body part? Who will Tom's assistant be this week, and will she go home with him? We know the bride will get drunk, but who else in the wedding party will? Will the parents or other family members feud? Will they remember to feed the photographers, and if so, what will they feed him? Watch as Tom rushes home (alone, or not, who knows?), to tell his PDML friends of his horror story! Or, you could do it like those semi-documentaries that I've seen on I think it's the Life channel, when I'm over at someone's house who has cable. Like We're having a Baby', or We're Getting Married, or whatever. My ex-wife loves that crap. Whenever I'm over there, and she watches it, it reminds me why I left her. But, I digress... Tom, I think you've got a series in there somewhere. This is your ticket to riches, and I want a cut! cheers, frank [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: Tom, You need to have a video camera trained on you at all times while working. I'd certainly buy the TV version of funniest home videos. Cory -- Jazz is about capturing the moment -Herbie Hancock
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Tom, Falling off a bridge would bug me. Was there anything in the contract about that? vbg cheers, frank tom wrote: snipMan, there's very few things that annoy me, but that's one of them. [not being served lunch] Anyway, it's in the freaking contract! tv -- Jazz is about capturing the moment -Herbie Hancock
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Thomas VanVeen: Behind the Camera Christian Skofteland [EMAIL PROTECTED] - Original Message - From: frank theriault [EMAIL PROTECTED] To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Sent: Tuesday, September 02, 2003 6:20 PM Subject: Re: What a weekend DO I SEE A NEW REALITY SERIES HERE? Oh my god, if the world is happy to waste it's time watching The Amazing Race, The Bachelor, Fear Factor, Survivor, wait until they see: Tom Van Veen's Wedding Photog Diaries! You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll go to the fridge for another beer. What piece of equipment will be dropped this week, and by whom? And, on what body part? Who will Tom's assistant be this week, and will she go home with him? We know the bride will get drunk, but who else in the wedding party will? Will the parents or other family members feud? Will they remember to feed the photographers, and if so, what will they feed him? Watch as Tom rushes home (alone, or not, who knows?), to tell his PDML friends of his horror story! Or, you could do it like those semi-documentaries that I've seen on I think it's the Life channel, when I'm over at someone's house who has cable. Like We're having a Baby', or We're Getting Married, or whatever. My ex-wife loves that crap. Whenever I'm over there, and she watches it, it reminds me why I left her. But, I digress... Tom, I think you've got a series in there somewhere. This is your ticket to riches, and I want a cut! cheers, frank [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: Tom, You need to have a video camera trained on you at all times while working. I'd certainly buy the TV version of funniest home videos. Cory -- Jazz is about capturing the moment -Herbie Hancock
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I've been thinking I'd write a book... tv -Original Message- From: frank theriault [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] Sent: Tuesday, September 02, 2003 6:20 PM To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: Re: What a weekend DO I SEE A NEW REALITY SERIES HERE? Oh my god, if the world is happy to waste it's time watching The Amazing Race, The Bachelor, Fear Factor, Survivor, wait until they see: Tom Van Veen's Wedding Photog Diaries! You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll go to the fridge for another beer. What piece of equipment will be dropped this week, and by whom? And, on what body part? Who will Tom's assistant be this week, and will she go home with him? We know the bride will get drunk, but who else in the wedding party will? Will the parents or other family members feud? Will they remember to feed the photographers, and if so, what will they feed him? Watch as Tom rushes home (alone, or not, who knows?), to tell his PDML friends of his horror story! Or, you could do it like those semi-documentaries that I've seen on I think it's the Life channel, when I'm over at someone's house who has cable. Like We're having a Baby', or We're Getting Married, or whatever. My ex-wife loves that crap. Whenever I'm over there, and she watches it, it reminds me why I left her. But, I digress... Tom, I think you've got a series in there somewhere. This is your ticket to riches, and I want a cut! cheers, frank [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: Tom, You need to have a video camera trained on you at all times while working. I'd certainly buy the TV version of funniest home videos. Cory -- Jazz is about capturing the moment -Herbie Hancock
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You're a former lawyer, can you write something up for me? tv -Original Message- From: frank theriault [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] Tom, Falling off a bridge would bug me. Was there anything in the contract about that? vbg cheers, frank tom wrote: snipMan, there's very few things that annoy me, but that's one of them. [not being served lunch] Anyway, it's in the freaking contract! tv -- Jazz is about capturing the moment -Herbie Hancock
