My New Year’s resolutions for 2008 did not go so swimmingly. Let’s recap them, shall we?
1. Finish at least two movies
Ouch! Yeah, umm, that one crashed and burned… and how! Started out promising enough, but before I knew it Scary Monster Vs Lucky Frog was gimping towards month seven of production with nary an end in sight. Meanwhile, the first movie of my robot series was meeting its demise at the hands of a poorly-written story, and without episode 1 there’s no point in episodes 2 through 4. Quite the crap-tacular mess, I must say. Today both movies function in a zombie mode — very undead, shuffling around the house moaning, every now and then trying to sneak up on me to eat my brain. Jerks. My plans for them consist of embalming them with napalm and “accidentally” dropping a Zippo lighter…
2. Play more guitar
Well, technically I’ve met this goal, but the playing time has been so sporadic and laughably bad I wouldn’t call it a success if you paid me (well, maybe if you paid me…) Whenever I do play, I find myself rummaging over the same old stale unfinished riffs from ten years ago, coming to the exact same stopping points, without the first clue on how to finally turn these little “gems” into something resembling a song. Not even Garage Band helps, and you know it’s a hopeless case when Garage Band throws up its hands and says, “You’re on your own, loser.” Depressing…
I’m making a rude gesture towards the old 2008 calendar…
Any hope for 2009??? Yeah, I think so. Three-eyed Larry has progressed far more smoothly than I had dared to dream, which gives me hope for some of the other projects up my sleeve. I have some interesting design ideas for my films I can’t wait to try out. And our little zombie children are not total lost causes. After I torch their rotting corpses I have every intention of Supergluing the cinders back together, then using a ball-peen hammer and a loud mix tape of old Rush albums to shape them into something… well, less zombie-ish. At least then I won’t have to peer cautiously around corners to avoid zombie ambush at 3 a.m. when making a trip to the little boy’s room…
As far as resolutions go… well, I’ve always held that New Year’s resolutions were stupid ideas, and this year I’m going to stay true to that belief. Just say “no” to resolutions, dammit!
