Whiny New Year from Me!

Ugh, sober again, and therefore horrifyingly aware of the carcass I have been towing about via my abdomen. The other night, I had to get up like four times to pee, and like, I started to worry about prostate issues. But then I remembered that I have just been eating more food and drinking less water, so probably, my body digests the fluid differently when working with solids. Also, the extra fat can compress the bladder. Yes, the same affliction that plagues the pregnant also plagues me, but I am not sure that I have much to birth as a result.

The pilot I was editing has gotten little response, which makes me assume that it sucks. The most common refrain is that people want to know more about me. It seems that this is a part of life where I need to act like my actual self, which happens to be larger than life, despite how tempered I try to be in my chomps at humble pie. One step to making this happen is to film more of me. I made a few little music videos last year, but that did not last. Part of the reason is of course that I am shooting in horizontal, which means that there is more of the screen to occupy besides my own lil' self.

New Years reflections? Remember how I used to do those? Nah man, I need something to happen. Or just to stick with sobriety for longer. I become a worse person on cannabis, but the alcohol actually destroys. And an issue with the alcohol is that the cannabis products greatly increase the potency of the booze.

Still working on songs, still figuring out what shots might work, and still haunted daily by the world news that can be so paralyzing. They keep kidnapping, killing, deporting, imprisoning, prison camping folks, and here I am just trying to help maybe keep kiddos literate via entertainment?