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Bloody Hell

One thing that I think surprised me, like as soon as I got to LA, staying on a couch in Russell's apartment, trying to get set up out here, was how crappy 'Hollywood' seemed. I guess it's the same sort of decay you get in any major metro area, but I was still surprised. All the run down everything. And somehow, like an idiot, that's where I live now. And for the third time in about six months, I've been burgled. The first time was pretty quick after I got here, and then when I went out of town for a week someone took parts of my bike. This time was the car again. In the garage, again. Except this time the glass was smashed. All kinds of mess was made as the burglar searched for valuables, but somehow missed the tray of coins and paper money, again. Once again, they opened the glove box and didn't want any of the gloves. Once again, they didn't take any of the piratey stuff, or the tools, or the maps. The only thing that went this time was the sun visor CD holder, with maybe 8 or 10 TMBG and BMG CDs. There were several CDs loose in the cabin, and CD cases, and stacks in the doors, and those were all untouched.

Flip Side

So I've mentioned what's left to consume lately, (movie #1,345 went by the other day,) but have a look at a couple pages from the current sketchbook: List of Projects

This page is a list of projects - some started, some not.

(I'm not a paranoid fella about writing getting stolen, but you'll pardon the blurring of as-yet unwritten ideas and notions.)

List of Sketches

This page is a list of sketches - some written, some not. These are fuel for some of the projects on the previous page.

So never mind the things left to watch and read and hear and play, here's a partial list of what's out there to MAKE. To write, record, shoot, edit, code, animate, and push onto an unsuspecting public.

Boy, I'd better get going!

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But...here's another page from the book - a Bouncer from Bioshock, by way of the Kool-Aid man. I like how they run around doing jazz hands in the game.Oh Yeah!

Google Reader

Oh, and Google Reader isn't helping things any either. Instead of remembering now and then to check a blog once or thrice a month, I can waste time every day sifting through the aggregation of ALL those sites, and pass the good bits back and forth with people I know.

I even have this site in my Reader feed. It's the control group, I guess.

Anyone out there use it? Why not add the gmail address notArt to your friend list, and then we can help each other to be less productive!

Special greetings to people who are already in the mix, to whom I'm about to share THIS VERY POST.

Whittlin'

I am in no way any closer, by any true measurement, to having consumed the media the world provides me than I was around a year ago. If anything, I've further complicated life with a DS and 360, I've undoubtedly acquired more books and movies, begun work on more projects, found some other life in the world of live theatrical stuff that is its own fount of an enormous amount of things to see, and somehow I'm sure to have even gone and subscribed to more podcasts. There're a lot of podcasts. A lot. And I do have the senseless compulsion to need to listen to a show from it's creation, as opposed to from around the date I've discovered it. On some, I do keep up to date. Some have found a home as the soundtrack to certain kinds of activities. Others I almost never listen to, or just cherry pick occasionally, but I think they're neat to collect (re: 'classic radio'). Some have stopped being produced over a year ago, and I still enjoy new episodes regularly, and there are others that I haven't actually heard an episode that was produced after the date I subscribed, so extensive is the back library.

I catch a lucky break now and then, by noticing a) that in the past year or two I've never made time for a single episode of a given show, b) that I don't actually enjoy a given show, or c) that the host of the show has issued me an angry e-mail commanding me to never again listen to the program or any other endeavor in which he participates. In all of these cases, I can delete a lot of files at once. It's a feeling of false accomplishment.

With iTunes, I've ordered everything tagged 'podcast' by date. I figure this way, I'll get a nice pseudo-random mix of shows, and anyone referring to a current event or another show I'm listening to will all be on the same page. I've skipped some Museum of the Moving Image shows, which date back to 1989 (the date of recording, one presumes), because I haven't seen the films being discussed yet, but other than that, I'm progressing forward through the maelstrom, date by date.

I'm in February 2006.