Thursday, March 25, 2010

Article about Me - March 23, 2010



Weisberg traveled from Warminster to Hollywood for 'Dragon'
Bucks County Courier Times

For Larry Weisberg, the road from Warminster to Tinseltown has been a long, winding and rewarding one.

The 47-year-old Philadelphia native, who devoted years to working toward a creative production assignment, served as production supervisor of modeling and surfacing for DreamWorks Animation SKG’s computer-animated “How to Train Your Dragon,” opening March 26 in 2-D and 3-D.

His trip to a Hollywood career actually began more than three decades ago when he was 14.

“In May of 1977, my whole family went to see this movie that was supposed to be cool,” Weisberg said during a telephone interview from DreamWorks in Glendale, Calif. “We got there late and had to sit in the front row.

“When those yellow letters started on the screen, they spelled out ‘Star Wars.’ I looked up and watched these giant spaceships go from left to right, and they were so realistic.

“I remember sitting there and saying to myself, ‘I want to do this!’ ”

Weisberg, whose mother resides in Trevose, Pa., spent some time at William Tennent High School in Warminster, Pa. (and left when his family moved in the middle of his sophomore year). Soon after graduation, he set out to see the world.

“I went into the Navy, because I had no interest in college,” he said. “I wanted to make films, but I didn’t want to be told (in a cinema course) whose films were genius.

“I wanted to attend the Steven Spielberg-George Lucas School of Filmmaking and create blockbusters and fun movies.”

After the Navy, in which he served from 1980 to 1985 on submarines, he became assistant manager of a music-store chain. At age 28, he grew tired of the retail record business and decided to get different experiences by becoming a temp in Long Island.

He was married at the time, and his ex-wife had some recording-industry job offers in California. They packed their car and drove to Los Angeles.

Weisberg answered an ad in the Hollywood Reporter for a receptionist/office manager for a small TV production company responsible for the documentary series “ABC World of Discovery.”

He then worked on a children’s show revolving around the Museum of Natural History in New York City before landing a temporary position in 1996 at the Walt Disney Co. He was responsible for letters from nursery school owners asking for permission to paint pictures of Mickey Mouse on their walls.

In April 1996, his life took a major change when DreamWorks hired him as a temp in the legal department. Weisberg worked as a paralegal for nine years and then felt burned out.

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He appealed to DreamWorks’ human resources department to find him a job involving the studio’s animated output. He agreed to take a 40 percent pay cut to do just that.

He worked on “Over the Hedge” (2006), “Flushed Away” (2006) and “Bee Movie” (2007) in the production office. For hands-on experience, his big break came when a staff member quit suddenly and Weisberg found himself doing what he had always wanted to do — working with artists to make a movie.

On “How to Train Your Dragon,” he became production supervisor of modeling and surfacing. That process takes artwork and makes it a 3-D model in the computer. Surfacing adds textures and colors to an object.

“They (artists) can make the model shine like glass, look like rock or wood and other things from that same piece of (computer) geometry,” he said. “Everything in the film — except fire and water — is modeled and surfaced.”

Recognizing that “How to Train Your Dragon” is a technical marvel, Weisberg feels the striking visuals only work so well due to the film’s heartfelt story.

In the PG-rated picture, a teen (voice by Jay Baruchel of “Tropic Thunder”), whose father (voice by Gerard Butler of “300”) is a brave Viking leader, feels like a misfit and a poor candidate to follow in the macho footsteps of his protective father. The boy ends up capturing and taming a legendary dragon and then rides the winged creature to defend his people.

“The film is about a boy who is different and who doesn’t fit in,” said Weisberg, who named “The Jungle Book” and “Aladdin” as his favorite animated movies. “But as soon as people take the time to stop and listen to him, they find out his alternate way of thinking isn’t weird or wrong. It’s just different.
“Sometimes, different is good and better.”

And what advice does Weisberg give young people who seek a job like his?

“If you want to get into animation as an artist, you must keep drawing,” he said. “Even though the characters in these films are computer-animated, it’s still all about the (original) drawings.

“Also, post your comics on Facebook and use networking sites to find other people doing similar work.”


And even though Weisberg is now firmly established in California, he still has a taste for a particular spot in Bucks County.

“I remember pizza from Longhitano’s (which was located in Warminster and is now in Southampton, Pa.),” he said. “Thinking about their pepperoni pizza still makes my mouth water.”

Sunday, January 3, 2010

How to Make the Perfect Scrambled Egg


Something as simple as a scrambled egg can be an art.

I've tried different techniques and ratios of ingredients, debated adding milk or not, struggled to break the habit of my Mom's 'scramboozled' eggs (simply scrambling them in the frying pan as they cook), and as of this morning, I have discovered how to make the perfect scrambled egg.

For starters, the hardware: bowl, whisk (not a fork, not a spoon, but a whisk), a spatula and a frying pan (non-stick is preferred). Then comes the software: egg, milk, salt, pepper, butter. That's it. Nothing else.

The key is the ratio: one egg + one teaspoon milk + one pinch salt. This ratio works no matter how many eggs you make. I made two (so two eggs + two teaspoons milk + two pinches salt).

Crack the eggs into the bowl (or measuring cup like I use). Add milk and salt. Whisk for one minute. Your goal is to achieve a uniform color, uniform consistency, and introduce some air into the mix. Air=fluffy. You are not beating it into a froth. You do not want peaks. You just want some airy consistency.

Once done, let it sit for about a minute as you bring your frying pan up to heat on just above Medium. Add enough butter to coat the pan and before (not after) but before the butter completely melts (and begins to burn, which you know it will), add the egg mixture.

Let it is sit for about 10-15 seconds, adding a few crrw-crrws of freshly ground pepper. Once the edges begin to cook, gently use your spatula to move the sides into the center of the pan. Do not stir, chop, flip or even fold your scrambled eggs. Just remain calm and make simple moves. This should continue for about a minute (for two eggs). Your time, of course, will differ depending on the amount of eggs you are preparing (although I would highly suggest cooking your eggs in small batches).

Keep doing this until the egg is ALMOST completely cooked - leave some runny. If you wait until all the runny is gone, you will overcook your egg. The egg is hot enough to continue cooking the runny after you remove it from the pan.

Quickly plate and enjoy.


Saturday, January 2, 2010

New Year, New Start - Make Changes NOW


As January 1 approached, most people began to think about things they'd like to change; things they wanted to do differently; something new they were going to start - eating better, exercising more, being nicer, thriftier, stop nail biting, no more snacking... on and on and on.

But why what for some date in the future... DO IT NOW. Don't wait until January 1, or your next Birthday, or as soon as you Graduate, or as soon as school is over or summer is over, Labor Day begins, and on and on and on.
One delay after another.

One excuse after another.

"Tomorrow I will ______." Is that because I want one more day to error before I change? Procrastination perhaps?

I had a friend who loved to say, "I'm going to give it six more months." What happens at the six month mark? Why make up such a generic, meaningless deadline for yourself?

Do it NOW. Do you really need a deadline? A goal? A date to shoot for? No... that's just an excuse - and I do it to.

So here's my resolution. No more artificial deadlines. No more delaying to some calendaric milestone. If I want to change something, I'm going to start right now... this very second.

We all should.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Thoughts on Love


Love should be the opposite of death.

It should be our biggest reason for wanting to be here. I mean what else have we got; football, shoes? But love gets complicated. It gets twisted up with other things like possession, obligation, envy, disappointment. Why can’t we all take a step back from the minutia of our lives and look around?

If we did, what would we truly think and feel about the many couples that exist in their own states of joy and contentment, calm and peace? Some would smile and experience their own sense of joy and contentment, calm and peace. I fear most would feel resentment and envy as instead of celebrating within their own spheres of love, they would look out and sense want and envy.

Is this really the world we’ve created? Is this how we want to live? Is it not better to accept than to exclude? Have we learned no lessons from our vast past?

Why only upon facing death do we tend to mourn and regret over what might of been instead of reviewing ourselves daily?

Maybe in the end, instead of dealing with feelings of remorse and guilt we would head into the infinite with a sense of pride and accomplishment that we’d done everything we could to make as many lives as we encounter as pleasant as they could be; free from strive caused by us. A feeling that we had loved as much as we could.

Love should be the opposite of death.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Past-Life Regression... Just Who Was and Am I?


Who was I... who am I... who will I eventually be?

Questions that some of us ponder. The Thinkers. The Others.

Oh, there are billions of humans on this planet... most of them content to simply be, conducting their lives as instructed by their own previous generations, following edicts and laws, rules and thought patterns, laid down by others ages ago. This is Mankind. Humanity in it's most numerous form.

Within this group dwell the Pretenders; ones who artificially hoist themselves above the fray. Self-professed leaders and healers, psychics and shaman, priests and prophets. Some may be sincere, some may be able to tap into ancient wisdom, but most are merely charlatans and users; preying on the feeble minded masses that populate this spinning rock of ours.

And then there are the Others; a not so numerous group outside of the norm, who can go through their daily life fitting onto the confines of society, but all the while knowing to the very core of their being that they do not belong. They are not one with humanity, but at the same time also not knowing why they feel this way. Why are they different? Why aren't they simply 'human' like their neighbor or their co-workers?

If not for my friend Romy Marcus being a hypnotherapist, the thought of putting my hands in a stranger for something like this would be off the table. In early December 2009, I do my first PLR session with her. While she’s previously ‘practiced’ hypnosis on me, this night she goes for a Past-Life. Success can be measured by many different standards. What I experienced was definitely NOT a past-life... at least, it better not be or somebody needs to rethink the world.

At first, while I am supposed to leave my body, I instead seem to pull away from the shell of my body, but remained securely inside. It was like my body was one of the blank DIY vinyl dolls. A casing that I have not connection with or particular feeling for. A vessel in which I dwell.

Soon after, my feet and legs began to feel heavy from the knees down. Very heavy and pressure. As the weight began to increase up my thighs... grabbing on to the lower thigh at first, then creeping upward, I realized the sensation was more like being steamrolled, flattened. I basically became a flat, gingerbread man. Flat, plain and blank - completely decoration-less. No gumdrop buttons, no eyes, mouth, or any thing. The flattening continued up to my mid-chest, making it hard to breathe and talk.

After what seemed like a good 20 minutes, I slowly began to feel the pressure dissipate as I inflated. Unfortunately, I inflated into a faceless, fairly ordinary marshmallow (I don’t even like marshmallows). Very strange, but in both instances my essence, my light, my energy, my consciousness, ME - simply continued unhindered by these physical changes to my shell.

What does any of that mean.
Basically my first PLR was into inanimate objects. And while I’ve been told I’m an alien (supposedly in jest), it does me cause for wonder. Maybe... just maybe my inner being is not the same as the majority of the inner beings that lurk on this planet. I usually don’t feel very connected with humanity as it is and when I do, it seems as if it’s because I have to bring myself down to their level in order to relate.

What does all of this mean? The quest continues...