Responsibly Wild Blog

After moving to El Cerrito I recently realized I had zero idea where my polling location was. Turns out it is about 100 yards from my door. How did I find out that was my spot? DeclareYourself.com . No I didn't magically stumble upon that site. A guy named Steven Spielberg put a video online telling people to vote and the video has built in time for you to open a second browser and check out their site. Here take a look. Pretty cool stuff. I can't guarentee but just seeing those stars I'm pretty sure there varying opinions on the political viewpoints in that piece. Anyways, DeclareYourself.com gives you any and all info you want to know. I found my polling place, visited my county registrar website , and printed off a sample ballot. You know what the best part about this is? Now I can check out, by myself, what the story is on all these ballot measures and third party candidates. Yes I'm going Obama for President but with congressional seats and state senate I owe thos

When you lose a job (one of three in my case) you have a couple of options: sit at home and cry about it or reevaluate your efforts to move your career ambitions along. Well I spent one day at home not working and I decided I hate that. I don't make much money and spending a weekday on my couch when I want to work sucked so I wrote some emails, made some calls, and because of that I have spent more time at cbs over the last week than anywhere else. Picked up my photog training, started to shadow the sports guys, and picking up any open shift I can downstairs at KCBS. Without realizing it the first night I go in to shadow a sports producer there is pretty much zero sports going on; the worlds series was delayed and no football. Thankfully there was a San Jose Sharks game and the NBA kicked off (albeit no Warriors game). Walking in I was expecting it to be pretty slow, but it turns out the sports department has a way of turning slow times into fun times. Here's what I'm talki

As Metallica once said... the memory remains. Here's a taste of Marieta and I playing host to our good friends, Brian and Denise Mercury. They swooped into town Thursday evening and danced around the bay with us. Napa, the Golden Gate, Ferry Building Farmers Market, The Golden Gate Park... all the usual haunts. Nothing too exciting to tell you about any of that. I will let you know how dumb we were to believe the weather channel. Do not go into San Francisco expect nice weather ever. Always plan for the cold because at a moments notice you could find yourself deep in the fog with your wife wearing a skirt in 50 degree weather. Not too nice. Okay, let's do this thing. I hope your week goes well.

I don't know what brought me to this page or how I searched it out last night but check out this story; a Fresno Priest recently came out to his congregation during a homily . That takes some serious guts. With a story of this magnitude you gotta believe that they also did a follow up piece . I would go in depth more on my thoughts but I gotta run to the city and pick some peeps up. Oh and maybe the best part about this all. Father Farrow has a blog. Peace!

Remember when we lived in Chicago and I was working to open a studio with a dude named Charlie? The plan was to open a recording studio/videography suite. I quickly fell out of love with the deal because Charlie started expecting things from me that I didn't really want to do, i.e. wedding videography. At the time I thought it was to filmmaking what prostitution is to love making. Well I'm kind of rethinking all that... This is a quick snapshot of the DVD I put together for Marieta's good friend Sarah Dutton. She got married back in May and I offered a couple weeks before to video it for her. She had no one doing it professionally so she pretty much said why not. Now I'm not a graphical design artist so the case and DVD label are pretty elementary (and as far as I'm concerned... overrated anyways) but in the end I'm pretty proud of this puppy. There is close to two hours of content and even though it wasn't something I was super excited to do at the time, it

Take a looksy at how the Boberg's (class of '78 & '08) teamed up to enjoy the Half Moon Bay Art & Pumpkin Festival. T'was a great time. Ate some pumpkin, bought a couple pumpkins, saw a crude juggling act... you know, livin' and lovin'. In other news things have been a big ball of fun; Hertz pushed me out the door, I got a haircut at the same time an old asian woman decided to nearly bite the big one, I finally cracked open my Wii Fit and it is kicking my ass (birthday present from Marieta), and I'm working on shadowing some of the sports producers at the KPIX to see if I can get a foot in that door. Life is rolling along. It does suck a bit to only be 2/3 employed but you know that's life, and hopefully this is just the karmic nudge I need to stop messing around with that kind of B.S. So maybe I'll have some other newsicle pieces for you later, but for now take a gander at the old woman who nearly bought the farm at Supercuts.

So for work I was sent down to Half Moon Bay yesterday to cover the Half Moon Bay Giant Pumpkin Weigh Off. The even was pretty sweet, doing my job was not... the camera I got from work was different than the normal one I work with and it had no juice so I shot everything with my camera and used the work one whenever it got enough juice to operate. I shot all interviews twice so I can could use them for work and I walked around a majority of the time holding two cameras. People probably though i was crazy. Here's what came out on my camera. Stupidly I toggled back and forth between 16:9 and 4:3. I think it worked out pretty well in the edit. If you like it go and give me a vote at current and maybe it will amke the air. Peace!

I don't want to overstate anything here but this coming Monday (10/13/2008) may be the absolute high-water mark of my life thus far. Why such a grand statement? Because Monday kicks off the Half Moon Bay Pumpkin Festival  with a pumpkin weighing competition and yours truly will be there webcasting it for the masses on CBS5.com . Now I know that in itself is nothing great, I mean, I've done the webcasting thing for events that are close to that cool but this time... oh buddy! My webcast will be used in the 6am news cast AND! I get to interview two people.  Okay so people do interviews for the news all the time but dudes, I need you to see the forest through the trees here. Is there anything more fun in life than ridiculous events like this? I would be hard-pressed to top it. Now add on top of that that I will be giving every buddy out there a look into the fantistical world of gigantic legumes! The two people, who I am extremely excited to interview? The defending champion who

My Uncle Steve rebuilt a 1972 (maybe 74) Dodge Challenger, this black beastly super cool muscle car, and I love it. If I ever have the space or means to rebuild a car I want it to be the one you see above; a 1972 Lamborghini Espada. Now you may be think it is the ugliest thing you have ever seen but I'm sorry this car to me just seems so visually counter to everything Lamborghini is today that I can't get enough of it. The pictures you see are from a Espada that I found for sale online. To see the sexy beast I saw check out this video. And even though I don't think it is as cool... around the corner from my dream car was the second fastest car in the world. Take a look at the Koenigsegg Model CCX. If you have 1.7 Million bucks it's yours.

Why Do these debates inspire the exact opposite of their intentions? I am really interested in the ideas in the election and presidential politics in general but these debates... talk about a kill joy. How can a voter who is sitting on the fence use these marathon games of rhetorical dodgeball to make a decision. Every year candidates fear the debates because strong stances and true debating gets looked upon as mean and poorly put together; so what do they do? They tap dance on the tight rope of nat'l issues for an hour and half trying not to be too impolite to their opponent. These fools might as well be wearing bathing suits and juggling plates because the pundits and the analysts don't give a crap about the message, only the delivery. Nothing sounds more stale and bogus than when a person running for political office calls the current election the most important of our lives. No shit; A) Previous elections have long since passed so their impact is not an issue and B) who kno

This past May my sister Meg graduated college and for the next nine months or so, she'll be teaching in Spain. What she is teaching... I have no idea. The cool part about her trip is that we all beat her over the head enough that she agreed to blog about the whole thing . Her posts are exceptionally written (no typos or pointless rambling like yours truly), and she finally got around to posting some pictures. Here's a taste. Meg's the one on the right, the chick on the left is her roommate (I have brilliantly deduced. She has a ton of these pictures on facebook but if you want the link you're gonna have to visit her blog; Meg the Expat .