I just e-mailed Jef my resignation from the Jester'z (the improv troupe I trained under for a year and then performed with for another 6 months after that). They've made some changes to how the L3 players are handled, and it just doesn't sound like my cup of tea. It's not like my heart's been in it, anyway. It's been a good run, wish I could have done more with it, but I let things get away from me. It's probably best just to make the clean cut.
ETA: But this is the coolest commercial ever. No CGI or special effects here, folks. Just a bunch of cameras, the hills of San Francisco, 250,000 superballs, and something every kid would die to do (and pretty much every adult, too). Also available in low-res
ETA: But this is the coolest commercial ever. No CGI or special effects here, folks. Just a bunch of cameras, the hills of San Francisco, 250,000 superballs, and something every kid would die to do (and pretty much every adult, too). Also available in low-res
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Date: 2005-12-23 07:55 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2005-12-24 11:52 am (UTC)And yeah, it's sad I have trouble beliving it's real just because CGI's gotten that good (and become that prevalent)...
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