Anytime I learn something new: “Well duh, I already knew that.”

Waking up from a nightmare is one thing. Waking up from a nightmare about House of Leaves, however…

One of the best recommendations I received was from an old mentor (may he RIP). Ran into him at a video rental store. He said, “You like language?” “Yeah.” “Watch Deadwood. It Shakespearean.”

Getting new headshots for the first time in years today. Ngl, feeling rather nervous about it all.

Remembering the time I got criticized for being a (struggling) professional actor by a person who was actively — in the middle of — watching a movie on the TV. Dissonance plays better in music than in one’s thinking.

As someone who’s rather Larry David-esque more often than intended, it really is worth the anxious effort sometimes.

Adopting traits of whatever media you’re enjoying, because it’s immersive… Metro: Russian accent One Piece: swagger like a pirate Mad Max: road rage

It’s not a “mistake”. It’s a strategic expression of an unprecedented articulation…or…a strategic elimination of a suboptimal option that I tried to warn you about, if you’d just listen for once.

I wonder if (and hope that) the entertainment industry is on the verge of another boon of the soul. And that’d be thanks to the current strikes. It’s about time. First New Cinema, then indies in the ‘90s & early ‘00s. It’s time to happen again. What think ye?

Money. Cash. Legal tender. No no no… Legal *tendies* Pay with chicken, garnish with gravy.

“Don’t ever go against the family, Jerry.” - The Godfather

Tiny Japanese women playing the most brutal metal you’ve ever heard just makes my heart soar.

Forgot which “flavor” of incense I have burning, but it smells like the kind I almost (accidentally) scattered upon the people in the front pew at high mass when I was a tween.

Can’t wait to play Baldur’s Gate 3. Granted, I’ve no option but to wait…but I still don’t want to.

Let me tell you… It has taken eight months (!) to get my query letter into a state that I actually like. Were I working with a standard genre piece, it probably wouldn’t have taken so long. But I could never make things so simple for myself.

This is day number whatever, anxiously awaiting the opportunity to play Baldur’s Gate 3. Already know I’m going to be a smooth-talking, slightly shady bard.

Age & empathy. I used to get frustrated by math teachers who’d get frustrated that I couldn’t do math as easily and well as they could. Now, I find myself getting (silently) frustrated when others can’t keep or even comprehend rhythm as easily and well as I can. I get it now.

Gen Z Catholic mass: “It’s giving thanks and praise. On God fr fr.”

RPGs be like “Item Management: The Game”

Anyone know a good karaoke spot? I’ve got a Stapp infection, and the only cure is belting-out Creed in front of middle-aged alcoholics.