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The ever tumbling internet web log of Cale Hartmann
Sun Nov 22

atencio:

HOLY SHIT

my daughters will do this

Wed Nov 18
not as good as Agee’s

not as good as Agee’s

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this sounds how cool i think i am

Mon Nov 16
daveomathias:

I named a character “LATREESHA” in a script I’m working on, but was unsure if it was even a real name, so I Googled it.  What came up was pretty much exactly how I pictured the character.  Damn, I was right on the money with that one.

Daveo is funny

daveomathias:

I named a character “LATREESHA” in a script I’m working on, but was unsure if it was even a real name, so I Googled it. What came up was pretty much exactly how I pictured the character. Damn, I was right on the money with that one.

Daveo is funny

Tue Nov 10
Mon Nov 9
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themidnightshowblog:

Anne Frank’s Pinball Machine

  • Joe Wagner: I worked with Richard Kind once. He was nice.
  • Me*: I heard he was a Dick.
  • *without missing a beat
Sun Nov 8

has anyone ever really watched what howie mandel was/is? what the fuck, man? i can’t believe it and i certainly can’t believe how hard they are laughing.

also, if you wanna get kinda bummed out/grossed out/sad look up “howie doing bobby”.

Sat Nov 7
dealbreaker:

GUESTBREAKER: You’re A Tyrannical Music SnobWhen you told me you like “all kinds of music” I was excited. Then we actually started listening to music together. The only sort of rap you listen to is performed by white guys with overalls and huge beards. You responded to my collection of Black Flag albums with the phrase “Oh, they’re cool. I listened to them in like, seventh grade.” You brag about your hojillion-squillion gigabytes of music, and go on to mention that you enjoy your 8 gig iPod because it lets you reduce your library to only the music you like. You won’t admit to enjoying Late Of The Pier because you had never heard of them before you met me. You actually care what type of MP3 player I use. You hate Sublime, and you like Death From Above 1979 WAY too much. I would make you a break up mix, but you’d be so busy not appreciating the music that you’d miss the message. I’m just going to throw every Pearl Jam album ever made on repeat until you get frustrated with trying to explain how much they suck, and remove yourself, your Beatles-themed tattoo, and your Bob Dylan purse from my apartment forever.
A Guest Dealbreaker written by NIcholas.

uh, nick. death from above rules harder than most bands lately. sublime is only a little bit worse than pearl jam and i can’t even go into how much they suck because its so frustrating trying to explain it. i mean, come on. the beatles? you have a problem with the beatles? don’t let her go.

dealbreaker:

GUESTBREAKER: You’re A Tyrannical Music Snob

When you told me you like “all kinds of music” I was excited. Then we actually started listening to music together. The only sort of rap you listen to is performed by white guys with overalls and huge beards. You responded to my collection of Black Flag albums with the phrase “Oh, they’re cool. I listened to them in like, seventh grade.” You brag about your hojillion-squillion gigabytes of music, and go on to mention that you enjoy your 8 gig iPod because it lets you reduce your library to only the music you like. You won’t admit to enjoying Late Of The Pier because you had never heard of them before you met me. You actually care what type of MP3 player I use. You hate Sublime, and you like Death From Above 1979 WAY too much. I would make you a break up mix, but you’d be so busy not appreciating the music that you’d miss the message. I’m just going to throw every Pearl Jam album ever made on repeat until you get frustrated with trying to explain how much they suck, and remove yourself, your Beatles-themed tattoo, and your Bob Dylan purse from my apartment forever.

A Guest Dealbreaker written by NIcholas.

uh, nick. death from above rules harder than most bands lately. sublime is only a little bit worse than pearl jam and i can’t even go into how much they suck because its so frustrating trying to explain it. i mean, come on. the beatles? you have a problem with the beatles? don’t let her go.

get back honky cat

Fri Nov 6
molls:

maryrambin:

— friends from high school I haven’t seen in a while, last night.  I think I counted a total of 38 times I was asked this question from 2 guys within the hour.
Bloggers, do you find people poke fun at “your little blog” because they haven’t wrapped their mind around the concept, importance and value of digital and grass roots marketing?  But despite that, they still want to be a part of it….doesn’t make sense….makes them look ignorant and naive on multiple levels if you ask me.
The same is true for people’s perception of twitter, even though every brand, restaurant, grocery store, and public bathroom tweets regularly.
Do you agree?

Fuck. I have been writing an essay on this in my head for about a year, but I’ll just say what I have to say now:
I have come to the conclusion that 99% of my “traditional media” friends think what I do with my life is a fucking joke. I can’t tell you how many times someone’s looked at me and said “Are you Tweeting that?” or “What’s new on the blogs, Molls?” in a mocking way. More often than not I just laugh at them in a way that makes them feel better about their ignorance, “Oh! Hahah! Clever you! Yes! Yes! I do like the Internet! I have found myself a home to whore my wares on the world. You’re right.”
Other times I get defensive, “Oh. You and your open mic nights and endless auditions are really, really bold. Look at you, you little trailblazer! Look at you going on commercial auditions and taking one million acting classes and never getting noticed by anyone but the casting director for a national Alpo spot. Yes. You are much, much more ‘real’ than me. You are doing things exactly the way you’re supposed to. When you put it that way, it’s so clear that I’ve wasted the last six years of my life, roughly.”
Here’s the thing: Those people that mock me? They are the exact same ones that ask me to plug their live shows on my blog. Why? Because I have an audience that I’ve built for myself on that horrible, laughable, illegitimate Internet. Because despite the fact that I didn’t pay 500 dollars for a workshop with some reputable asshole so I could stand in a room with a bunch of other wannabes and pretend to be a tree or a cat or whatever the fuck those people do in those things, I have something you don’t have: the attention of the people whose attention I want.
Yes. It stings. It’s like when I was the first person wearing Airwalks in sixth grade and everyone would make fun of me. Not even a year later, the same kids were all complimenting me on how worn-in and comfy mine looked compared to theirs. You can rag on me all you want, but if you have to ask me to hold your hand or help you out, you should know how pathetic that looks. While you were busy making fun of me and not learning, I was doing me, creating my own destiny and attempting to afford myself the lifestyle I deserve because I’ve already figured out a pretty good system for myself.
Did you tape your SNL audition yet this year?

haha. awesome & well put.

also, its a lot harder than you think to be a tree.

molls:

maryrambin:

— friends from high school I haven’t seen in a while, last night.  I think I counted a total of 38 times I was asked this question from 2 guys within the hour.

Bloggers, do you find people poke fun at “your little blog” because they haven’t wrapped their mind around the concept, importance and value of digital and grass roots marketing?  But despite that, they still want to be a part of it….doesn’t make sense….makes them look ignorant and naive on multiple levels if you ask me.

The same is true for people’s perception of twitter, even though every brand, restaurant, grocery store, and public bathroom tweets regularly.

Do you agree?

Fuck. I have been writing an essay on this in my head for about a year, but I’ll just say what I have to say now:

I have come to the conclusion that 99% of my “traditional media” friends think what I do with my life is a fucking joke. I can’t tell you how many times someone’s looked at me and said “Are you Tweeting that?” or “What’s new on the blogs, Molls?” in a mocking way. More often than not I just laugh at them in a way that makes them feel better about their ignorance, “Oh! Hahah! Clever you! Yes! Yes! I do like the Internet! I have found myself a home to whore my wares on the world. You’re right.”

Other times I get defensive, “Oh. You and your open mic nights and endless auditions are really, really bold. Look at you, you little trailblazer! Look at you going on commercial auditions and taking one million acting classes and never getting noticed by anyone but the casting director for a national Alpo spot. Yes. You are much, much more ‘real’ than me. You are doing things exactly the way you’re supposed to. When you put it that way, it’s so clear that I’ve wasted the last six years of my life, roughly.”

Here’s the thing: Those people that mock me? They are the exact same ones that ask me to plug their live shows on my blog. Why? Because I have an audience that I’ve built for myself on that horrible, laughable, illegitimate Internet. Because despite the fact that I didn’t pay 500 dollars for a workshop with some reputable asshole so I could stand in a room with a bunch of other wannabes and pretend to be a tree or a cat or whatever the fuck those people do in those things, I have something you don’t have: the attention of the people whose attention I want.

Yes. It stings. It’s like when I was the first person wearing Airwalks in sixth grade and everyone would make fun of me. Not even a year later, the same kids were all complimenting me on how worn-in and comfy mine looked compared to theirs. You can rag on me all you want, but if you have to ask me to hold your hand or help you out, you should know how pathetic that looks. While you were busy making fun of me and not learning, I was doing me, creating my own destiny and attempting to afford myself the lifestyle I deserve because I’ve already figured out a pretty good system for myself.

Did you tape your SNL audition yet this year?

haha. awesome & well put.

also, its a lot harder than you think to be a tree.

Thu Nov 5
mattbraunger:

My bird, Judy. Think she looks badass now? Wait until I tell you that she made that knife herself.
(photo via Unreality Mag)

whoa. i wish i could hold a knief in my beak. or at least spell kinfe right. damn it!

mattbraunger:

My bird, Judy. Think she looks badass now? Wait until I tell you that she made that knife herself.

(photo via Unreality Mag)

whoa. i wish i could hold a knief in my beak. or at least spell kinfe right. damn it!

Tue Nov 3
wordsbycodi:

Try to guess who’s who!
jonahray:

This sketch involves: Dave Horwitz, Codi Fischer, Dan Dominguez, Matt Dwyer, Cale Hartman, Blaine Capatch, Mike Henry, and Peter Atencio….can you stand it!?!?!
websoup:

We’re currently finishing up our One Hour end of the year spectacular!



close. Cale Hartman…n. 2 N’s. 2 Jonnah.

wordsbycodi:

Try to guess who’s who!

jonahray:

This sketch involves: Dave Horwitz, Codi Fischer, Dan Dominguez, Matt Dwyer, Cale Hartman, Blaine Capatch, Mike Henry, and Peter Atencio….can you stand it!?!?!

websoup:

We’re currently finishing up our One Hour end of the year spectacular!

close. Cale Hartman…n. 2 N’s. 2 Jonnah.

jamespumphrey:

i wanna date a chick like storm.

no you don’t. she’s got a mouth on ‘er.

jamespumphrey:

i wanna date a chick like storm.

no you don’t. she’s got a mouth on ‘er.