the journal of Peter John Ross

Taught a brand new class, plus it was my first day back after nearly a month off from the school. I exorcised some demons, as I made fun of myself more often than not. Strangely that felt good. Teaching makes Read more…

Got to Wadsworth, my old hometown, on schedule. Dropped off some DVD’s to the local TV station, ate Marie’s Pizza, and went to the park that was once the wild, untamed world I used to call “The Woods”. Thank god Read more…

A little bit of balance came back into my world yesterday. Friday night I broke my expensive and still-new-to-me bed. Saturday it was fixed, got a brand spankin’ new window installed in the bedroom (that was long overdue), and whilst Read more…

I’m going back to Wadsworth soon. I know I was just there. I’m looking for answers in the past. Maybe looking back can help me find my way forward. Right now, I’m willing to try anything, ANYTHING to get out Read more…

Holding true to my promise to watch one movie a night. I think movies are like dreams. The great Walter Murch often spoke on the idea that motion pictures mimic the human experience with sight and sound. The only aspect Read more…

Already planning an escape. Later this fall, I need to get away. Not sure exactly what I’m gonna do, but I know that I must get rest, take time away from everything, and just chill out. Got a few pieces Read more…

FTP ain’t working the way it’s supposed to. Trying to get these files where they need to go and the ‘puter ain’t cooperatin’. Makes me frustrated. Really frustrating with deadlines staring down at me. What good is fast internet at Read more…

Good news? The 2 new Cell Phone Monologues are set to premiere at the Film Festival of Columbus. The bad news? I’m teaching that night and cannot attend. Worse news? I’m not on Facebook to promote the screenings. I don’t Read more…

So, after 9 days, Facebook starts emailing me. I’m getting messages stating “9+ friends have posted statuses, photos and more” Thanks Captain Obvious! Was I under the mistaken impression that the world stopped moving just because I wasn’t logging in? Read more…

I can’t get my head back in it. I have things to do, a long list of projects, and I can’t seem to get my brain back into the mode of doing any of it. I’m all alone in this Read more…