I am laying in bed right now with Lily and Leslie -- aren't you jealous? We are napping after our second screening at San Fran shorts. We have stayed in a European style hotel for the last day or two and now we are living the good life out at the beach in Pacifica. San Fran shorts is an upstart festival, and we all appreciate that. It is in the Mission, which has led to several nights wandering around with parents through streets crowded with homeless people, some more interested than others in getting some spare change. Watch as you hand out quarters that will turn into a can of beer. Great coffee in great coffee shops. The films have been good, and strong in different ways. A couple of them have pissed me off, and since that is what they set out to do I guess they were a success. It's great to be involved -- and the ACTORS screenings have gone well.
Great to see Chris Chambers today, and my brother and his friends Bhi, Nick and Rachel all were great. I wished Bhi had become indignant with me for making a movie about diverse characters when I am so lily white. My prepared response would have been "it was more interesting, plus white people are boring." More than half true. Last night Jared and Sarah and their friends from Berkeley came. It's been a great trip.
Zach Evans, wherever you are, you are missed.
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