Time flies. Sometimes it flies effortlessly, casually gliding through space on shimmering wings of peace and tranquility. Other times it mercilessly tears through the sky like a Dreamliner at ten-thousand feet, lashing out at the clouds with claws of composite, turbofans screaming anxiously into the heavens. Then, suddenly, your lithium-ion battery explodes and you die. Time flies no more.
Thankfully, I’m still at cruising altitude, but what a splendidly turbulent ride it has been since I last updated this site over a year ago.
I’ve experienced numerous personal and professional triumphs, setbacks, breakthroughs and breakdowns. I turned thirty. Quit an eleven-year run with a company. Started one of my own. Created some amazing content. Created some not-so-amazing content. Started a podcast. Thought about some things. Re-thought everything else. Traveled. Stayed put. Arrived at a few conclusions. Arrived at far more confusion. Finally learned to let go. Lied about finally letting go to make myself feel better about not. Decided it’s okay to desperately cling to a handful of things as long as I know letting go is the healthier choice and I promise to eventually plan to consider thinking about perhaps maybe doing so, one day. Decided it’s okay to feel that way about pretty much everything in my life, which in and of itself, feels like letting go. That may also be a lie, and that’s okay too.
With all that vague nonsense aside, let’s dive into some soggy tidbits:
I’m super proud of my super creative company… Super Creative. We’re launching a brand new site in the coming days and will be announcing a ton of new projects very shortly. We were already expert knife throwers and model airplane builders, but we’ve leveled-up our plate-spinning abilities rather nicely in just a year’s time.
You’re never going to believe this, but it turns out, the world needed another podcast! Crazy, I know. Listen, I’m a privileged white American male with broadband and an interest in “digital pop culture” and “technology”; I have an OBLIGATION to share my distinctly unique and grossly underrepresented perspective with the rest of the world. Hence, the #POINTLESS PODCAST, available on iTunes/Stitcher/Vimeo/YouTube and the Keurig (model K65 and above).
What better way to say, “Hey! I listen to a thing on the Internet and I gave the guys who make said thing some money in exchange for physical products!” then by buying some crap from the #POINTLESS MERCH STORE! We’ve got cloth offerings featuring neck, waist and dual arm holes, stickers for bumpers or baby-foreheads, and more! Actually, that’s really it for right now. We’re underachievers. But you need guys like us to have overachievers. It’s a yin-and-yang sort of thing. I guess that makes us the Yang? Someone’s gotta be the yang. #YANGNASTY #YOLOYANG #YANGARANG #YANGDYNASTY
Last, but certainly not least, I’ve been blessed with the opportunity to host a second season of Let’s Ask America! Thankfully, Mario Cantone had a scheduling conflict. I plan to write a more in-depth post about this show and how oddly incredible it is to host a shiny-floored gameshow; the stories, the stakes, the life-changing cash-prizes I get to award on a regular basis. It’s surprisingly challenging, entirely captivating and incredibly satisfying. And by the way: if you’re reading this, have a webcam, are over eighteen and posses an opinion about other Americans, you could win $50,000 playing our game from the comfort of your couch. Really. I’ve seen it happen. Kitchens, backyards, bedrooms and bathrooms; you can play our game anywhere you’ve got Internet connectivity and pants. I know the “pants” part disqualified a handful of you, and I’m truly sorry. Feel free to pantless-ly complain to your World of Warcraft guild during the next Mogu’shan Vaults raid.
I suppose that’s it for now. The depleted battery icon on my laptop tells me I’ve overstayed my welcome. It’s my goal to have another post up before November of 2014, but if not, I hope you have a splendid New Year!
In the meantime, the captain has turned on the fasten seatbelt sign, indicating that there’s a bit more life left to live.
Kisses, hugs and belly-rubs.