Live fast, die young, leave a good looking animated corpse.

My body is exhausted, yet my mind is a hyperactive juggernaut that refuses to slow down for even a second. This effect could likely be harnessed and put to much better use than many of my present endeavors. I do, however, need to attempt sleep at some point. Actual restful sleep. Temperature changes this time of year make this difficult.

As for my endeavors, lately I have been embarking on some tentative projects that, I believe, will focus my runaway brain. The movie I mentioned last blog around is one example. Some are much simpler, like planning my undead wounds for a costume party this Friday. Some will remain known only to me until the time is right...at which point my enemies will be crushed, driven before me, and the lamentations of their women will be heard for miles around. Actually, those will in all likelihood be rather anticlimactic, but that's no fun to describe. Only I know for sure.

All megalomaniacal ramblings aside however, things are going well other than my restlessness. Just need to convert a story to a script, as a crew is tentatively forming already. I have many stories I would love to convert to celluloid, and those that don't get written up as scripts will hopefully end up as short stories. I'm looking forward to doing some more writing, although I doubt I will write poetry again...I think my brain isn't wired for that anymore. Some musical projects (that do not involve me singing, for reasons you will read below) are advancing, which is also good.

However, there is a new rule. I am NOT allowed to touch the mic on Rock Band games. For any reason, no matter how much I beg or say 'just this one'. My singing voice is offensive and grating to the human ear. I may really want to sing Billy Idol, but I should not be allowed to. Someone tried to stop me after I gave them this rule (request?) last night, but I was too foolish to listen. Thank you for trying though...I do appreciate it. It seems I was deaf to the voice of reason, as others likely wish they had been to my voice.

I will leave you now, as I am sure you are reeling in shock at the fact that I blogged twice in one week. A sign of the end times, or just me providing you with junkfood for thought? You decide.

PAX '08, Forums, and Film

So, as you can see having been nearly 6 months since my last blog, I have been busy. Which is partially true, and partially an excuse. I actually have been busy as you'll see below. But to be honest, I have had time to blog...just didn't feel like it when I had time. So here it is, your moment of Blog.

First off, been busy with the PAX '08 footage. I'm the producer this year, with Porkfry as Executive Producer. There was much planning beforehand, for several months in fact, and it paid off well. There were a few things we didn't get a chance to cover, and if you were involved with those pre-PAX events I apologize that we didn't get to you. There were a LOT of them, and we only had Pork, Myself, Hicks the amazing camera wiz, and his lovely assistant Opptimys Pryme. We were stretched a bit thin, so we managed the Pub Crawl, the Dinner, the arrival of the Supertrips, and setup footage. Some other events fell by the wayside due to rescheduling and such.

PAX was a BLAST. I'll leave you to search for tales about it yourself as they are all over the net, but I'll give you keywords for your YouTube searches: Fallout Puppets; Bad Horse Chorus; and Omegathon Recap Video. Those will bring up a ton of related videos as well to give you an idea of stuff that went on at PAX.

Since then we've been going through footage, most of it awesome. A LOT of footage. I can't say much more about it at this time, but trust me, it will be awesome. Trust me.

Forums: I am now a Forum Moderator as well as a game tester. I get paid for it. To play games and read forums. Ok, so I'm gloating, but only a little. That's a real forum, not my own (although they still exist).

As for Film, working on the PAX footage has re-awoken the primal urge I have let sleep for years...to make movies. I can pull a crew together pretty easily at this point, and they will rock. I just need to write the scripts. Script it, and they will come. Perhaps I can even get something awesome together for a future HP Lovecraft Film Festival...which, sadly, I missed this year as I forgot which weekend it was. (headsmack) So next year, first weekend of October, I will look into making my train trip to Portland a reality.

Many other strange and wonderful (as well as strange and horrible) things have been going on, but now you have the highlights. I won't promise to blog more often this time, as I seem to be unable to keep that one. But I will say I will try.