I've been playing video games since the Atari 2600 when I thought I was gosu for being able to "dodge" enemy lasers on Berserk by letting the lasers pass through the pixels that separated my avatar's head from his body.
I think I should set some rules here about when and what I write.
To make in Hollywood is usually a mixture of luck and talent. You can sometimes make it without talent, but you definitely can’t make it without luck.
"Save a spot for me." There's talk about reducing my hours at work and scarier rumors of shutting down the entire company for three weeks. Not good during the holidays.
The day is just half way over as I start this and already it feels long. Typically, I enjoy my Saturdays, but today headed South real fast.
The conclusion of my HTC Incredible saga with one of the worst companies for customer service around!
Back to school in September always takes me back to high school and with a little help from Taylor Swift I now know why.
I don't know what to tell you. I've just been down this past week. What the heck is wrong with me? I have zero motivation to do anything. Usually, I can't wait to get home, especially on the weekends, and just spend all of Friday night and Saturday day writing or working on my Web site (mind some minor adjustments in that regard, by the way), but not this week. Instead, I blew off my writing partner -- I had a legitimate reason of course -- and stayed in to finish Mallrats. Not the best movie in the world, though it has its charms. It's the movie you were thinking of at the end of every conversation where you said, "This needs to be in a movie!"
I know. I know. I should be blogging more. I should be blogging at least once a day, but I’ve...