Author Archives: Mark Egge

I just finished my first International Film & Television class, and all I can say is that I’m excited for the weeks to come. In addition to having interesting subject material, the class is being taught by an articulate and … Continue reading →

This is not an auspicious start to the semester. It’s Wednesday morning, and I have my first day of class in about 8 hours. In spite of this, I’m sitting in front of my computer, whittling away the hours until … Continue reading →

1. Wrestling with Chester. He’s developed such a personality and I so very much enjoyed the times I had over break to just play with and enjoy him. He’s scared of a corner of the kitchen, will try to sit … Continue reading →

Today was a wonderful day. Although originally scheduled to leave for Denver at 8:00AM to go see a few movies, Sagar and I ended up getting up around 11:30– just enough time to get up, shower, and make it to … Continue reading →

My friends rock. In the last hour, we’ve transferred what’s likely to be over 15gb of MP3s to and from our respective computers– perhaps more. It’s fun to realize that, since two of our computers are on a wireless network, … Continue reading →

4/5 Stars Don’t get me wrong–Saw is not a “good” movie in terms of cinematic value. But for a horror movie? Saw is nothing short of entertainment gold. For its capacity to mortify, to disturb, and the make the audience … Continue reading →

Photos:http://www.eateggs.com/photos/05.01.14.los.angeles/ Day 4 – January 2, 2005In all of Cheyenne, I have only one shoe. I have another shoe, too, but that’s about 350 miles from here, along the Utah-Wyoming border. Sad. Anyhow. Things are over and done. We switched … Continue reading →

Sixty-eight thousand people dead, and CNN’s ratings are way up. Sixty-eight thousand people. Dead. That’s it. Boom. Over. Gone. And we Americans turn on our televisions to hear stories about the 770 tourists who are “feared dead” and to hear … Continue reading →

So it’s Christmas eve. And life… is good? I guess it goes like Carter put it: it’s odd to be back in Cheyenne. Cheyenne truely is timeless, which is to say unchanging, stagnant, dead. And I feel myself sliding back … Continue reading →

So I guess I post less with slow internet. Dial-up: a perfect hell. I want to go to bed now, so I’ll just paste a portion of an email I wrote earlier tonight in lieu of some real substance: Somehow … Continue reading →