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The Obenson Report blog is currently on a temporary hiatus! I thought I'd be able to continue posting at a less frequent rate; however, I've been consumed with 2 separate film projects for the last 2 weeks, in order to meet self-imposed deadlines.

So, to avoid further distractions, I've decided to commit my time to those film projects, which I intend to complete by the summer and fall respectively.

One is a web-based series that I plan on producing during the summer, and the other is my second feature-length film effort. I'm excited about both possibilities!

I'll continue hosting my podcast, once a month, as previously announced, with the next episode scheduled for this Monday, the 3rd of March, 2008, from 9PM to 10PM EST, at

In the meantime, do yourself a favor and visit the other "members of my club" as listed to the right:
Thanks to all those who have been frequent readers and posters!

I leave you now with this:

"...there, Michael, in the middle of Sixth Avenue -- as I stood there jabbering... traffic speeding... I looked at my hands and my suit -- my briefcase -- and it came to me -- came over me -- through me -- the overwhelming sensation -- the feeling -- the fact -- that I was covered with some sort of film -- an oil -- an ooze -- my hair -- my face -- like a glaze -- a coating -- and at first I thought, “My God, I know what this is, this is some sort of amniotic, embryonic fluid - I’m drenched in afterbirth -- I’ve breached the chrysalis -- I’ve been reborn”... or some giddy illusion of renewal that happens in the final instant before death.” I realized, at that moment, that I had emerged -- as I have done nearly every day for the past twenty eight years of my life from the asshole of an organism whose sole function is to excrete the poison -- the ammo -- the defoliant -- necessary for even larger and more dangerous organisms to destroy the miracle of humanity -- and that I have been coated with this patina of shit for the better part of my life and that the stink and stain might in all likelihood take the rest of my days to undo -- and do you know what I did next? I took a deep, cleansing breath. I set that notion aside. I tabled it. I said to myself, “As clear as this may be -- as potent as this may feel -- as true a thing as I believe I have witnessed here -- It must stand the test of time.” And, Michael, the time is NOW!"

As spoken by Tom Wilkinson as Arthur Dent from the film Michael Clayton (although slightly edited for my benefit). He should have won the Oscar for best supporting actor, by the way. His performance in Michael Clayton trumped Javier Bardem's choirboy haircut killer!



  1. Ferocious Kitty said...

    Can't wait to see your latest projects upon completion!

  2. UK Black Chick aka Wendy said...

    Ditto what FK said.

    You go, Tambini!!

  3. Anonymous said...

    Rock and roll Tambay A. Obenson! The monologue from Michael Clayton is so apropos...Perhaps we have to be a little bit crazy in order to see things clearly. Buenos suerte! :o)

  4. Invisible Woman said...

    Re: your projects--

    Can I get an application? haha

    Much love and luck

  5. Torrance Stephens bka All-Mi-T said...

    well hit me up when u come back

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  7. Invisible Woman said...
  can come back for a minute!

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