Day 1 - In The Beginning

A new project. The short is that I am, once again, trying to focus and keep direction. I'm a tad more mature and driven this time around, so we'll see how this one goes. I'm both stoked and clear on pretty much everything, so here's me jumping in.

I want to make movies, cartoons, video games, comics and books. I want to perform and teach, play the guitar and be happy. It's pretty simple. Art degree it is. Encompasses everything I want to do and gets me good and sure up on the such that I need/want to be good at. Simple.

I like these ARG (augmented reality games) that are getting so popular. I've tried tons. Plant Nanny (https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/plant-nanny/id590216134?mt=8) has pretty well stuck. It's like Pokemon for dehydrated obsessives. Score. Mostly, I'm into this new one called HabitRPG (http://habbitrpg.com). It's slick and 8-Bit, which means I get aroused (which is always a bonus and I really hope you know I'm kidding [mostly]). Simple premise: you sign up (easily connected to facebook), you get a little customizable avatar and basic gear (wooden sword and clothes ftw) and you input your life as +'s and -'s. + gets you EXP (experience) and money, - makes you loose HP. Loose too much HP and you die. Seriously. You die. Your avatar is 86ed and you have to start over. I dig it.

(not my character. just an example.)
You use money to buy real life privilages (in my case: junk food for 1 gold or dining out, or a new video game for 20, which I'll probably up to 30.) Eventually, so I'm told, you can buy pets. Which is good, because I can't own one in my apartment and, let's face it, a man needs a pet.

That's the gist. So far it's fun and it's keeping me on task. go check it out for yourself and let me know what you think.

The second part of all of this is an actual purpose for this blog. It's really just for me. I've tried topical posts before, but an unfocused blog with an agenda is kinda bunk. So, it's just a diary from here on out. It's just to keep me accountable and keep my fingers typing when I'm riddled with writers block. Healthy choice, feels right, simple as that.

Lastly, I sought out a dance mentor. I've had a few of these over the years, all good at something else, all encouraging, all wonderful. The one that I've been most frightened of is a Jazz instructor. Jazz is my jam. I love it, and I feel best doing it. Problem is, I care most about it. Seem silly? It is. Intimidated that I wouldn't be good enough. Pushed that aside, reached out to a Mr. Daniel Brown (who is, in short, a bamf [urban dictionary that shit]). He's agreed to take me on and I'm stoked. Can't talk highly enough about him.

Things are moving in the right direction for the simple reason that I'm finally making them. Feels good. Simple as that.