Saturday, July 17, 2010

Write on man or, I'm okay with that.

Turns out I write like Kurt Vonnegut.

Sometimes.

Other times it appears I write like Dan Brown.

Sort of an angels and demons scenario of my own.

Wondering who you write like? Check it out here.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Yep, I am.

The girl with the big hair has pretty much said it all.

You know all those people that blame winter for their Seasonal Affective Disorder? Well, winter is never a problem for me. I love winter. Love the cold. Love the snow. Love being able to wear layers and throw tons of blankets on the bed.

Summer is what wears me down.

And this is something that I try to keep in mind when I'm having weeks like the one that I'm having.

Otherwise, things could get pretty ugly fast.

Or, uglier.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

I'm sorry, that's my goat you have there.

I am the first to admit that I am prone to getting a bit obsessive. This is all the more pronounced when I'm dealing with one of my periods of feeling "off".

Not necessarily sad. Not necessarily depressed. Not really angry.

More frustrated... with the world.

This feeling was exacerbated over the last couple of days when I found myself, on several separate occasions, talking to people about things that I know inside out. Things I know how to do. Things that I have done and, as new evidence has revealed, done really well.

However, in each of these instances, I found myself being completely ignored.

Not disagreed with. Not engaged in discussion.

Ignored.

Which has given me something new to obsess over.

The font is familiar but I can't place the face.

Blogs are a very strange thing.

Granted, I came to the blog game really, really late and primarily as a way to make myself write something... anything... besides checks to be thrown down that deep hole known as my MFA Creative Writing student loan debt.

There were a number of blogs that I was reading on a regular basis. Stories I was following that, every now and again, I would remember were the real lives of real people.

Interesting people. Often very cool people. A few folks so funny I would immediately direct other people to go read or watch only to get an e-mail back saying, "Where do you know them from?"

My response would generally be, "I don't." Because, really, I didn't. I knew the stories that they told and the funny, remarkably clever banter they shared with friends and spouses...but I didn't really know them.

So how is it that I felt this genuine thrill of excitement when Michael over at I Like Superman announced that his one man show called...wait for it... I Like Superman...was going to be hitting the stage.

Maybe because the concept is nothing short of amazing.

Maybe it's because he refers to it as a "one nerd" show.

Maybe it's because I have total respect for artists and writers who take that ultimate leap of faith (over tall buildings with a single bound) that is the creation of a one-man show.

And maybe it's because the show flyer is so dang cool.

If you're in New York (or, hell, Hoboken...you have the time...) go see this show.

Help a nerd brother out.