Action!

So I really don’t know what to say. I feel I want to write, but I don’t know what to say. I’ve been reading “My Boring Ass Life” by Kevin Smith. I had a lot of respect for him and I liked him a lot after seeing all of his movies, and I love his Smodcast, but something about reading his diary has given me a neat perspective of the man. First off, he and have a LOT in common. There is an entry where he talks about his time in film school and how lonely it is to have a dream that you know that no one understands. Yeah there are people I know that want to be writers and film makers, but I don’t think anyone understands the “need” I have to make a film. The loneliness he describes made me feel, for the first time, that someone knew how much it hurt to not be able to tell the stories we want to tell. I know it’s all very melodramatic, but that’s how I feel. Reading his diary also made me feel like maybe I should have an online diary (not the sort I have here where I just share things every now and then, but something I do everyday for myself). I think if I was forced to reflect on my life everyday that I would be more likely to get something done. I’ve been doing a lot of animating on GoAnimate.com and it’s been a lot of fun and a great way to test some material, but what has been the most helpful is that it showed me that I can tell stories that people really want to hear. I have no doubt what so ever that if I had the money and time I could write and direct a film that people would want to see. So why don’t I do it? Kevin Smith made Clerks and turned him into a film maker over night. The big difference is that I have kids to take care of. I’m not saying that I blame them, I don’t. If I didn’t have kids there is no telling where I would be right now. Most likely living a career life in the army or as a washed up college football player with no future. Neither of which sound appealing.

I’m honestly considering starting a film fund. Of course I’d have to have Misty control the money if she’d be willing, because I just suck with that stuff. If I did I’d start by hitting up everyone I know for money. (Sorry people, but that means you’d have to see me beg) But I don’t think I’m there yet.

You know, maybe I should just stop being picky and let the producers I know have my ideas and let them do what they want with it? I just have a problem with it because they want to twist my stories into something that I wouldn’t want to be a part of. I need to get over myself, I think.

Sorry if you are reading this and it jumps around. I’m sitting here with my laptop jotting away intermittently while watching Spongebob Squarepants with Maddison. She has my old broken laptop on her lap and she said she is “writing a story”. It’s adorable.

So Eric (my lifelong best friend) and I recorded our first Podcast last night. We had done two previously, but weren’t happy with either of them. One was a bit too much for anyone to ever hear and the second was just not what we were looking for. We wanted to put out something honest and entertaining and ended up with an hour long movie review. What we recorded last night was fun. It’s rude and probably insulting to a lot of people, but it’s honest. It’s a very good representation of the people we are I think and a good look into what Misty has to deal with on a daily basis. I’m submitting it to iTunes next week after Misty gets back and listens to it for approval.

Which brings me to today’s top story. Misty. As most of you know, she has been in London for a week. I’ve missed her so much it’s ridicules! She comes home tomorrow and I can not wait! Man I love that woman.

Anyway, this is depressing. I’m going to end this here and tickle the shit out of this kid sitting next to me.

See ya’.