Walking Dead Now

I've forgone any internet relationship for the past week and my body is the purest illustration of my insanity. Atlantic has been great- doing lots of videos. The Cab is on YouTube and the fans love love love the fun editing. I'm working on a few projects for a few bands and it's just dandy.

Almost 1 month and I'll be back in Philly.

I directed and produced the UPenn Public Safety and Security video this week- took off Monday and Tuesday. It went extremely well- Tony and Bruce crewed up and it was da bombbbb.

Made friends with strangers.
Saw freestyle rappers last night.
Had my first car accident on Friday night last week. I just bumped their bumper and boy did it not do a thing to my car. Not a scratch. <3 my xterra.

I'm sleepy. Really sleepy. Slept in the cubicle last night because I missed the last bus. I need a full body massage and a decent sleep asap.

I am pomped.
I am pooped.

Hi five,

Dylan

This City was made for this

Growth.

Growth is getting pushed by a stranger and smiling back at a frown and googly eyes and remarking, "I like pizza!"

Today a stranger pushed me, accusing me of running into him. In reality, he tried to trip me down the escalator with his soft briefcase pack, but in failure, decided to start a fist fight with me in a crowded bus terminal. I love this city.

Work was great today- I got paid to just watch adult videos. Literally- it was for a project. I love projects. I love adults. I love videos.

Last weekend, I raced around in my Xterra with Joe and Matt, and went to Ikea. In the parking lot I got really excited, and pulled a fishtail across the lot. I almost made Matt and Joe pee all over the backseat. They were freaking out something awful. It was just lovely.

I love Ikea.

I saw Shinedown a few nights ago and slept in my cubicle. I think I wrote poetry in my last entry about it. It was marvelous. I recommend sleeping in a cubicle in Manhattan to anyone. And their mothers.

I'll be back to Philly this weekend for family and video production. I'm producing and directing a huge video for UPenn's Public Safety division. Itsa bee swonderful.

Love,
Dylan Roberto Steinbergalar

It's just us tonight. No one else exists.

It's 2 AM and I'm sitting comfortably in my cubicle at Atlantic Records headquarters in Manhattan. 27 stories below me fear bustling streets and hot dog carts, still open for the late-night mugger or nomad. I feasted on a chicken wrap not an hour ago, and I've been singing to old songs ever since.

Tonight I saw Shinedown at the Highline. Atlantic reserved the entire upstairs, so we got VIP hanging out party time which was really swell. My boss was real cool and bought me dinner and stuff. He's a real fun boss. I both fear and respect him, which makes him the best leader based on that Machiovelli cutie pie.

Shinedown was so powerful live, and afterwards, I met them. I told them how I edited them in 2D and how they were a lot cooler in 3D.

Seeing tem live, I couldn't help but look around me and smile widely. Just 3 years ago I'd been enjoying shows for Mad Dragon artists, seeing only a handful of students or fans attend. Here I was, VIP with my family of Atlantics, dancing and smiling while hundreds of dedicated fans pounded their fists and begged for more heavy rock. It was just awe-inspiring. I've come from somewhere. And I can't wait to keep going.

I hope to work with kids one day soon. I love em.

Pulling an all-nighter at work tonight. It's gonna be nuts!

Woooooo. I'm working so hard my body knows it. I hope my hair stays on my head for a while.

See you soon buddy bear,

-Dylan

Through My Eyes

Bing Bang Bong

My whole body hurts real nice. For the past few nights, I've run ten blocks through times square, evading traffic, cabs, and slow-moving humans, just to arrive to my bus within minutes to seconds of their departure. Zing.

Today work was inspiring. And debilitating.

I shot an interview with the rapper Maino. I was joking about dancing and how his microphone would tip tap and whip wap and boom boom and—

"I got arrested when I was 14, sent to prison for 15 years for a drug-related kidnapping. I got razored and I razored. I shot and got shot. I don't fu^kin care. I'll push bitches off the roof."

I stopped laughing and started listening. This was serious. This was his reality. I stood there, manning the camera, listening to Maino talk about drugs, death, violence, cash, money, hoes, and how black is his favorite color. He also said that he doesn't want to "hug no hairy naked men." He loves women. Apparently.

After the interview, I finished the Plies Beyond the Video. He looks so badass. It really came together, so I felt accomplished when I finished and played the grand piano on the 26th floor and felt great. I love music.

Then some interns took my fake cat, Jerry. It made me really sad, in all honesty. I don't know why, but I felt a loss in that moment. I made a sign, "Stolen Cat. REWARD! Black, brown eyes, 1 broken leg, 3 good ones. I miss him <3>

I got him back, though. 

I've got a crazy weekend ahead. I'll have pictures up soon so I can share my bed, kitchen, shower-party area, work area, and the new people in my life.

Yahoooo. I am excited to pass out and dream sweet dreams of gumdrops and magic fairies.

-Dylan

Telephone

Just had talk fun with amy. It's nice to literally just talk to someone far away and still giggle like a school child at recess. la la la

I felt today like I was going to blow up at any moment. I think I might die from an overdose of excitement. And ecstasy. Just kidding! I'm not that excited.

But literally, I dance and I prance around like the kids at Hogwarts who get the bling bling magic Nymbus 2000 for Chanukah. I dance like double mint gum.

I got my new camera today, so lookout for some sweet pics shortly. It's so wonderful to know I have two time machines; a VHS camera for the past, and a still camera for the present.

I'm pumped for life.

Bing bang bong
Love,

Dylan

Old Couch. New Lamp.

Today was the first somewhat normal day for me. I didn't talk to any strangers, nor did I yell anything strange. I didn't bug anyone at work, and I didn't laugh uncontrollably. I guess you could say that today I was "normal."

I finished The Cab web-series, so that's a relief. I spent an extra 3 hours at work, so I can relax a bit more hopefully. It's so strange, being a "freelancer" as I work all the time. Maybe one day I'll show up and they'll give me a company segway or fancy pen with my initials on it.

My roommates didn't want to bring the old couch down the steps, so they heaved it over the 2nd floor balcony and onto a metal fence below, denting it forever. It was hilarious.

Okay. Bed time.

Love you bing bang bong,

Dylan

Happy Days

Today was probably the craziest NYC Dreams day yet. I feel like I've lived a week in one day.  I am crashing on our new futon couch-bed, thinking for a second, is that the spelling assistant is much like a know--all. 

That last sentence didn't make any sense, because I literally passed out directly after typing it. I'll give anyone a monkey if they can translate it.

So, I just woke up, and I'm gonna eat yogurt soon with Joe. It rules, having roommates. It's like I'm a real person, with a family that was made by other moms and dads. It's an amazing experience.

So I'll just list what happened yesterday so I never forget.

The Craziest NYC Dreams Day:

1- Woke up at 8:30 to my boss calling me 20 times, realized my alarm clock didn't wake me up and that I was supposed to be in NYC at 8:00 for a job

2- I sped 60 MPH down River Road, through the Lincoln Tunnel, and NYC Streets.

3- I make it to the shoot only 1 hour late. I get to keep my job.

4- I shoot one of the most amazing shows I've ever seen: 

6- Shoot Racer Steve & Princess Katie

7- Get hugged by two 6 year old fans after interviewing them about the concert

8- Call a boy a girl because he has long hair, which is a very awkward situation, until I disarmed it by saying, "Okay! That's even cooler! Tell Racer Steve and Princess Katie about your rockstar haircut!"

9- Shopping for food. I love buying food. I feel like a parent. Of myself.

10- Cleaned the apartment

11- Drove to Ikea with Matt and Joe and bought tons of fun stuff. A mug and a plant. It looks like a plant is growing out of my coffee. I love it.

12- Went to "Garden State Diner" and met the cutest mexican immigrant ever. Her name was Juliette, and she was 31 and married.

13- Met the most racist waiter ever. He made fun of the table next to us for calling "Men in Black" "Black Men".

14- On the way out, I told Juliette's 27 year old friend that I was going to buy her dinner next time I came in. She thought I was 25. Dummy.

15- Got stuck in traffic on the way home. Almost killed my roommates in transit.

16- Spruced up the apartment with Joe and Matt and it's so bedazzled now.

I feel alive. I am so happy here. I feel like I'm where I need to be right now in my life. Out of school and in the real world, doing what I love. Which turns out to be making things. Anything really. Videos, music, friends, couches, plants, sandwiches, jokes, art, cubicles, and good times.

Creation is a powerful thing.

I'm excited to read this in twenty years and reminisce and share all these wild stories with my grandchildren.

I just hope everything is hover craftin' so they'll be impressed that I took the bus to work everyday, on gas and on wheels.

Wahoo! Monday time!

I like pizza. I like you.

-Dylan

It's Past My Bed Time

I got off the bus and walked up the hill to the apartment tonight and I could barely keep my mouth closed. Laughs and children's giggles kept spewing out like projectile vomit, all over peoples' really nice lawns and garden gnomes.

Life right now seems perfect. I'm completely in love with Atlantic Records. The team there is amazing and I'm having the best time. I have a 3 legged cat but I took the batteries out because she kept meowing when I'd open and close my cubicle cabinets. I bedazzled my cubicle with black sheets and tons of promotional posters. It feels comfortable. And my printer broke, so it's a real fancy foot-rest.

I saw Wall-e tonight with Amy. It was beyond amazing. I was thoroughly entertained. It's so nice to have a friend or two in NYC. I was all by myself, living above that strip club last August in Times Square. Now I feel groooovy.  I "tripped" getting off the escalators at the movie theatre. Amy was embarrassed with my jesting. I feel bad for NY. It has to deal with my innocent fun. 

I yelled at a guy, "I LIKE PIZZA" instead of watch out when he bumped into me. It worked and was fun to say.

Okay. Bed time. I've got a busy day making movies tomorrow! WOOHOOO

Love and doves for lyfe,

Dylan

Dolphin

I brought a mechanical vibrator to Edgewater. It keeps me company after long, hard days. Today was long and hard. That's what she said.

I edited a bunch, got a project for Shinedown. Made jokes. Told my boss I was going to get fired at 5:00 for streaking. Hung out with the intern cool girls and guys. Then edited a ton.

Alex Weiss stopped by and it was AWESOME! I miss good people like her. We caught up and it was lovely. To sign her out, I had her give the security guard, Jeff, a hi-five. It worked wonders.

I bought plums and told everyone.

I bought bananas:

1- "baby banana" Given to boss

2- "banana phone" Used to talk to crowds and during awkward subway traversing

3-6 sitting in coobicle awaiting tomorrow's adventures

At 3:30 I walked around Rockefeller in socks and sandles. People think I'm the wierdest. It's quite comfortable, though. Quite.

So I'm working harder than ever producing a whole bucket of videos. UPenn, Drexel Promo, The Cab, Jason Mraz, Shinedown, and even a cute interview with Mrs. Rockwood. She's like 95 and was real fresh.

I filmed The Cab with Naomi and Carrie from FUSE. They rock. The Cab was sick too. My body hurts because I haven't filmed for months. I've just been vegetating and editing and doing cocaine with strippers in portapotties.  Woop woop.

I talked to the hot dog cart man. He said his day was terrible because of construction. I felt bad and bought a Gatorade®.

I told a random girl tonight that I was 24, which is both a lie and a terrible pickup line.

Good night la la land. I'm eating REAL NY PIZZA and seeing Wall-E with Amy tomorrow. Yahoooo

Peace, love, and f-stops

-Dylan Roberto Steinberg

Nana Kisses

My Nana just kissed me on the back of the neck. It ruled.

I took a few days off to relax with my family in Long Beach Island, NJ. It's so cool to see them and I've been having a lot of fun. Seeing my brothers and sisters and their cutie pies makes me happy. And my mom is pretty lovely too. Nana and Grandpop are pretty old and so in love. It gives me hope of finding someone I'll travel the world with and still kiss after eating spaghetti and meatballs.

Woooo. I just bought a fancy camera. I can't wait to take tons of pictures of my new world. And to discover even more.

Come discover with me ya big babies. I miss ya.

This week, I'll be finishing the webseries and having fun in the city. I'm PUMPED!

Smoothies everyday! WOOP WOOP!

-Dylan

I like Pizza!

If it wasn't illegal to dance naked in the streets, I'd be in Times Square, next to the cowboy, professing my love for living and for being naked. I'm full of pure joy right now. My work is fulfilling. I've got my senior year to look forward to. I've got my wife somewhere out there eating a bag of gummi bears, thinking, "Where's my jewish prince with a small body and big dreams?"

I was editing yesterday- almost 80% done The Cab webseries. It's really coming along and my bosses are pretty happy with them so far. I took a break to decorate my boring cubicle, when—

"DYLAN- GET OVER HERE!"

I thought I was going to get fired.

Instead, my boss gave me the coolest project yet: Sync a live performance of Jason Mraz to his sexy CD track for a music video. WAY COOL DOOD.

I spent hours on it, about 8 to be exact, but boy did I do a good job. It felt amazing after all the hard work, to get a real swell handshake from Jason's Product Manager and my boss- VP of Content and Programming.

Okay- I'll be editing Cab, Birthday Girl, The UPenn Public Safety orientation vid, and a Celebration of a little girl who passed away years ago... all before watching fireworks get wet.

More life living to come!

Me so horny. Me so soup.

-Dylan

Life is but a Dream

NYC is a wild place. I'm getting really sleepy at work. Today I fell asleep for 4 and a half minutes, just taking a break from editing. I edit so much. I bought eye drops so my eyes don't fall out sooner than normal.

But, I'm more than halfway done the webisodes for The Cab. I'm having fun putting the series together. I'm also having fun walking around in my socks and smiling a ton. I feel pretty good at Atlantic. I know there are so many opportunities for growth and I feel like I'm doing a pretty spankin good job.

I made my own lunch today:

Turkey, Cheddar cheese, lettuce, avocado, mayonnaise, honey mustard, and whole-wheat bread. I have been eating a ton every day. I think I'm getting fat. I can't wait to make fun of myself.

I met some new people at work today. Everyone is pretty sweet there. I think we're having a party on Thursday.

Okay. I have plans of singing and performing as a street musician within the next month. I can't wait. I've been singing while I walk around a lot and it probably looks crazy, but it feels magical. New York City Unicorn Magic.

I love Barack Obama.

Last night I met Danny Glover. I went to this INTOXICATING show with Brian Bonz (www.myspace.com/brianbonz). I yelled the following during their performance, in which my body and soul were moved:

- Yall are sexy

- Drumsarehot!!

- Woooo!

- Ima buy you some matza ball soup

I was hanging out with the drummer, Adam and Brian the singer/guitarist afterwards, and Adam told me Danny Glover was at this jewish diner down the street. I started running, and just as I got to the opposite corner, I saw the man.

He was glorious, wearing the same suit he's worn in every lethal weapon ever made. I had the following conversation with him:

HEY DANNY! YOU'RE THE MAN!

- Why thank you!

NO, THANK YOU! YOU'RE A BEAUTIFUL MAN!

- (Chuckles) Thank you! Have a good night!

NO, THANK YOU! YOU HAVE A GREAT NIGHT, DANNY!!

And then, he was gone- soaring into the night in his black sedan with leather seats and sexy insides.

Shortly after I went with Amy and her friend to a psychic. She told me a buncha hocus pocus, then we got cheeseburgers. What a great night.

There are so many worlds around me. I am a happy boy.

May you be enjoying life like a bowl of jelly beans.

-Dylan