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Thursday, March 9, 2006 8:32 PM CST
This is a music video I made of Kenny's ski adventure. It's not loading very well because the file is so huge and I'm using tinypic which can't really handle it and so there are black lines in it that aren't in the original and it cuts off in the middle, and ends with a terrible shot of Kenny frowning at the sun, (stop to take a breath in the middle of this run-on sentence) but it gives you a little peek into the weekend, so I thought I'd put it up here anyway, it was quicker than trying to upload several pictures.

Here's an early prototype of the basketball one. It doesn't have any videoclips, just pictures. It has the same problems the skiing one does, but it gives you an idea. You should see them when we play the dvd on the tv. They look fabulous, if I do say so myself. I've also learned how to tweak the pictures and clips now so that there aren't any weird cut-off shots like there are in these. Anyway, I'm having fun with it. My house is a MESS because I've done nothing but work on videos. I'm making a HUGE one for the team. When I get them perfected, I can burn some DVDs for people who want them. Next project, Kate's dance recital!!


Love, Shelley

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