My warranty has run out.

For those of you keeping score, my father came home from the hospital yesterday.  He’s doing well and resting comfortably, and his doctors say he’ll most likely make a full (or nearly full) recovery in about six weeks.  Score one for cutting-age cardiovascular treatment!

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Greetings, programs!

If there’s something I have an abundance of right now, it’s time spent immobilized on the couch or the computer chair while a hungry four-week-old sucks down a bottle of formula.  Lucky for me Netflix has an auto-run feature once you get it going; as a result I’ve been catching up on more television and movies that I’ve missed.  The latest series I’ve finally been able to catch has been Tron: Uprisingand so far I’m really enjoying it.

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Train of thought: derailed.

I had a fantastic, brilliant idea for today’s blog post.  It would have been great, too.  Unfortunately I changed my daughter’s diaper prior to sitting down to work on it, and she promptly shat all over me in a flatulent shotgun-blast of baby poo that not only violated my very being but required a judicious amount of mouthwash as well.

I have since completely forgotten what I was going to write about.

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Christine Chapel was here.

I love my cats.  Really.

“I know it’s wrong. I just don’t give a fuck.”

I make my living, quite literally, by telling stories.  Either I’m working on something of my own or I’m working with a client to help them tell their own story the best way possible; this means I spend a lot of time thinking about how you’re engaging with your intended audience.  This also means I sometimes find it hard to enjoy movies, television shows, and other entertainment because I’m constantly evaluating the creator’s storytelling techniques and thinking in my head.  Unfortunately you’re like a cat sharpening its claws on the furniture when you do this: sure, you accomplish your goal but you might end up destroying something beautiful if you keep doing it.

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Wanted: partner to help drive giant robot.

I don’t know how I missed the trailer for Guillermo del Toro’s Pacific Rim until today, but I just saw it and I need a towel.  I mean just look at this magnificent bastard:


Now I know I can’t be the only schmuck out there that wants to pilot one of these Jaeger mecha and smash the hell out of kaiju, right? C’mon, who’s with me?